FOREWORD:Life.Mine,yours and everyone's is ever changing,always full of obstacles.And yet we survived.Most of the time it is because of a loved one……
THE UNDELETETABLE PAST CHAPTER ONE:Searching For Fire in Winter
Dawn in Kanagawa.The sun stretching itself to the fullest brightening the deep blue sky.A lone figure stood in the middle of a cemetery,in front of a grave.He could still hear her laughter and see her beautiful smile.He remembered it as if it was yesterday.He took a deep breath and sigh.She leaving him had changed him,made him emotionless,made him work day and night,made him had sleepless nights.
The fire in his eyes was put out.Those dark blue eyes never twinkled,never warm as if frozen.He knelt down and layed a single white rose and bid his wife farewell.A gust of wind suddenly blew as if she acknowledge his words.He stood still for a moment Lost in sweet memories…of his true love.
"Otousan,"a voice broke the silence.
He opened his eyes and faced his only son.He saw the replica of his wife in his son.Sometimes it makes him happy,other times it brings sorrow to his broken heart.The younger boy also had a single white rose in his hand.He repeated his father's steps.White roses was symbolic to their family.It carried a deep meaning that only they understood.
After paying their last respects they both walked side by side without words.Both knew that the 10th death anniversary of the most important woman of their lives was a meaningful occasion.The elderly man stopped in front of a black limousine a driver quickly open the door for him.
"Kaede…."he started
"Iie ,I'll walk home."and the 16 year old boy walked in the opposite direction.The black limo sped off entering the jammed highway.Kaede walked slowly down the side walk.Eyes unfocused thinking hard.Cancer had took his mothers life.He was only six at that time.The last year of kindergarten where he as teased unmercifully because of his mother's death.He remembered one person only at that time.that person handed him a note in a scribbling writing.He took out his wallet and pulled out the parchment he kept for ten years.Written on that crumpled paper was:
your mama gone to butiful place
lots of pretty flowers
God looks after her
It comforted him a lot. More than his father's lame explanations.He never knew who that person was.What was her name…because it was left on his table.He often thought it as a girl because it was written on a pink piece of paper.Now he was sure of it.He halted in front of a hugh mansion.The guard opened the gate hurriedly.He went inside and headed straight for his room.He had this urge to find her but always faltered after thinking hard.He always tried to forget,tried to deny ,tried to hate her because he was scared of people.The fear of interacting.This ease him to build a energy field of hatred and anger which scared away many people.He had the photo album on his hand,He had scanned that particular photograph of his kindergarten mates more than a hundred times,trying to guess that person.He wanted to be loved but he didn't know how,he wanted to love but he doesn't know where to begin.
Tomorrow was a new beginning for him in high school.Shohoku High basketball team would be his goal.Nothing else.Then he decided to inquire in his old kindergarten for the names and phone numbers of his classmates,no one in particular.It was no use they threw away old records when they changed principal.
Rukawa Kaede sat at the bench of the canteen.He felt lost again …the second time since his mother's death.[A.N if it is meant to be it is meant to be]
An old lady probably in her sixties neared the solemmed figure.She smiled warmly when she recognized the familiar figure through her thick glasses.He didn't seem to notice her presence.
"Rukawa Kaede,"she said smilingly her face wrinkled up.
Rukawa turned and looked blankly at the lady in front of him.
"Mrs Aiji?"he asked uncertainly.
She nod her head."I knew I would see you here again,"she said knowingly.
"huh?"he was shocked.
She sat down beside him and touched him with her rough hands.She was the owner of the canteen.
"I still remembered how you ran and call the principal when I had a heart attack…..you were the first one I saw when I opened my eyes in the hospital.The fact that you lost your mother must have made you accustomed to that situation,"she said .
She saw his head hung lowand immediately regretted her words.
"Sorry to bring up your mother,"she apologized.
"Iie ,it's alright,"he replied.
"My niece is coming back to Kanagawa.Thought you might like to know,"she said suddenly changing the topic.
Rukawa looked at her with a puzzled expression.
"I don't understand,"he said quietly.
She took out a notepad from her handbag.He recognized it immediately.
"Masaka"he thought
"This is the paper…"his voice trailed.
"Yes,my niece asked for a paper on the day you were punch by a gang of boys.One against three,it wasn't a fair fight.You were hurt pretty badly and you did shed tears before she helped you by kicking their private parts,"she paused and laughed.
Rukawa bore a frown on his forehead thinking hard.He was baffled.He couldn't remember anything about that.
"She enrolled in Shohoku High,I guess it is the school you are going to since it is the only school in this area,"Mrs Aiji continued.
"What's her name?"he asked softly.
"Aiji Shisano."
The name hit him directly in his head and heart.She was the girl he was the closest to before his mom died.He changed tremendously after that and was very cold to her until they became enemies and soon forgotten.
He soon forgotten Sano but now memories came back….flashes of the past.He felt as if he sinned.
Past remains the past,
Never did it last,
Regrets come by too late,
Somehow mended by fate.
A.N: My first fic kinda long.Please read and review.I need them if not I won't update it.^_^ Just kidding!!! To Ikuko san hope you read this and review neh…I am Nicki.
I will always try to include a poem in each chapter,hope you like it.I will to update once a week.Ja….