Feelings that love brings
Disclaimer: *See Prologue
Escaflowne/Fushugi Yugi crossover
Alternate Universe; Pairing: Depends on my readers!^_^(But I like Van n' Hitomi personally)
Ch.1: Familiar faces *Words in ( ) are my thoughts
(*)-means a character's thought
"Hitomi! Miaka's here. Hurry up or you'll be late for your own graduation."
"I'm coming Mom. I just have to find my heels." *This is just great. One of the most important moments of my life, and I'm about to be late for it .* Hitomi was 18 years old. Today is her graduation, and she's hurrying to get ready. The girl waiting outside was Hitomi's best friend Miaka Yuuki. They've been friends ever since Junior year.
Hitomi gave a shout of triumph when she finally found her shoes. She then quickly pulled on her cap and gown, then checked her appearance in the mirror. Her make-up looked okay. She had light pink eyeshadow and pink lip gloss, which really brought out the green in her eyes. Her hair looked messy, so she quickly ran a brush through her short hair. It used to be long, but she decided to cut it into a short boyish style.
She grabbed her purse, then headed downstairs. "I'm gonna go now, Mom. See you after graduation." Hitomi kissed her mother's cheek, then jumped into Miaka's car.
"Finally! What were you doing in there?"
"I'm sorry Miaka. But I really do appreciate the ride. My car is still in the shop."
"It's okay, Hitomi. And don't worry. We have plenty of time to get there." Miaka started her black Nissan Altima (gorgeous car!) and pulled out of the driveway. Hitomi turned in her seat to look at the person lying down in the back. "Hey,Tamahome. Are you asleep?" Tamahome is Miaka's boyfriend. They had been going out ever since they started Junior High together.
Tamahome sleepily ran a hand through his messy, dark brown hair. "Wha? Oh, Hey Hitomi. I was just trying to get a nap before graduation. *Yawn* Are you excited?"
"Are you kidding? I'm very excited. This is the first step to starting my new life as an adult . But at the same time, it's kinda scary. We'll be facing the world on our own."
"I know. But you don't need to worry as long as you have me and Miaka."
"Thanks Tamahome."
"Hey Miaka," Tamahome said with confusion. This is'nt the way to graduation. And why are we pulling into a Wendy's.......? Geez Miaka! You just ate before we left !"
"I know, but I'm still hungry. Look, I'll go through the drive-through, okay?"
"Fine, but you better hurry up. And get me a Frosty." Then he went back to sleep. *~*
"Men," Miaka said, then rolled her eyes.
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"Can you believe it ? I can't believe we're finally free of highschool!" Miaka shouted over the loud music. Miaka, Tamahome, and Hitomi were at a graduation party thrown by a classmate.
"No, I can't . This whole night just seems unreal," Hitomi shouted back. "I really love your dress Miaka."
"Thanks. Yours is great too." Miaka was wearing a short, dark red dress to go with her long dark red hair. Over her shoulders was a sheer rose patterned shawl. Silver hoops adorned her ears, and her hair was in a French twist . Hitomi was wearing a short pink dress, with a thin pink sweater, diamond studs, and tan sandals.
The fast song ended, and a slow song came on. Tamahome came over, wrapped his arms around Miaka's waist , then kissed her neck. "Let's go dance," he whispered in her ear. She giggled and waved bye to Hitomi as Tamahome led her to the dance floor. Hitomi smiled softly, then looked kinda sad. She had'nt found that special person yet . But she knew he was out there somewhere. She wandered over to the refreshment table to get another drink, when someone hugged her from behind, startling her. The person squeezed her tight and touched his cheek with hers. Then he whispered in her ear: "What's a pretty girl like you doing here by herself?" His voice sounded strangely familiar.
Hitomi did'nt know who this guy was, or what right he had to touch her. She twisted around angrily in his arms. "I don't know who you think you are, but if you............*gasp* Allen?" (Duh! Who else?) She could'nt believe her eyes.
"Hey, Hitomi. It's great to see you." An easy smile came to his face. "Your mom told me you would be here. I have'nt seen you in a long time. You look really cute." Along time ago, that comment would have made her blush. When she was young, she had fooled herself into thinking she was in love with Allen. But she made herself get over him, knowing he could never love her the way she wanted. It was easier than she thought it would be. They were in different classes, and they both became so busy. Then Allen transfered to a new school and moved to a new house. After that, they rarely talked at all; just wrote each other letters from time to time.
"You really scared me. I thought you were just some creep."
"Well I could'nt believe that beautiful girl in pink was my Hitomi. You look pretty diffrent . You even cut your hair."
"Well I could'nt believe it was really you." *Allen looks so mature and handsome. He's gotten taller and his blonde hair has gotten longer. Has it been that long?* Suddenly, Allen enveloped her in a tight hug, his long hair cascading down his shoulders. "You don't know how much this has meant to me to see you again. You mean so much to me." Hitomi began to have a queasy feeling in her stomach. *I feel so uncomfortable. Why is he acting so strange?*
"Well, what do we have here?" Miaka said slyly.
"M-Miaka!" Hitomi pulled away and blushed. "Um this is a good friend of mine. Allen, this is Miaka and her boyfriend Tamahome. Guys, this is Allen. Oh, look at the time! We have to go. Get going guys." She started to push Tama and Miaka towards the front door. But before she left, she gave Allen a quick hug and told him to call her. On her way out , she rn into someone, spilling some of her drink on him. "Oh, I'm sorry. I was'nt watching where I was going. Let me help you clean up."
The guy had messy black hair and brown eyes that shined like amber. He looked at her irritably, and replied: "No thank you. You've done enough. What you can do to help me is go away." He pushed past her. *What's his problem? He was so rude, yet he reminds me of someone. He looks so familiar, where have I seen him?*
Hey folks! Like the story? Then review! Also, I don't particularly like flames, so don't write any or send me any b/c they won't be read! Thanks! ^_^
Disclaimer: *See Prologue
Escaflowne/Fushugi Yugi crossover
Alternate Universe; Pairing: Depends on my readers!^_^(But I like Van n' Hitomi personally)
Ch.1: Familiar faces *Words in ( ) are my thoughts
(*)-means a character's thought
"Hitomi! Miaka's here. Hurry up or you'll be late for your own graduation."
"I'm coming Mom. I just have to find my heels." *This is just great. One of the most important moments of my life, and I'm about to be late for it .* Hitomi was 18 years old. Today is her graduation, and she's hurrying to get ready. The girl waiting outside was Hitomi's best friend Miaka Yuuki. They've been friends ever since Junior year.
Hitomi gave a shout of triumph when she finally found her shoes. She then quickly pulled on her cap and gown, then checked her appearance in the mirror. Her make-up looked okay. She had light pink eyeshadow and pink lip gloss, which really brought out the green in her eyes. Her hair looked messy, so she quickly ran a brush through her short hair. It used to be long, but she decided to cut it into a short boyish style.
She grabbed her purse, then headed downstairs. "I'm gonna go now, Mom. See you after graduation." Hitomi kissed her mother's cheek, then jumped into Miaka's car.
"Finally! What were you doing in there?"
"I'm sorry Miaka. But I really do appreciate the ride. My car is still in the shop."
"It's okay, Hitomi. And don't worry. We have plenty of time to get there." Miaka started her black Nissan Altima (gorgeous car!) and pulled out of the driveway. Hitomi turned in her seat to look at the person lying down in the back. "Hey,Tamahome. Are you asleep?" Tamahome is Miaka's boyfriend. They had been going out ever since they started Junior High together.
Tamahome sleepily ran a hand through his messy, dark brown hair. "Wha? Oh, Hey Hitomi. I was just trying to get a nap before graduation. *Yawn* Are you excited?"
"Are you kidding? I'm very excited. This is the first step to starting my new life as an adult . But at the same time, it's kinda scary. We'll be facing the world on our own."
"I know. But you don't need to worry as long as you have me and Miaka."
"Thanks Tamahome."
"Hey Miaka," Tamahome said with confusion. This is'nt the way to graduation. And why are we pulling into a Wendy's.......? Geez Miaka! You just ate before we left !"
"I know, but I'm still hungry. Look, I'll go through the drive-through, okay?"
"Fine, but you better hurry up. And get me a Frosty." Then he went back to sleep. *~*
"Men," Miaka said, then rolled her eyes.
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"Can you believe it ? I can't believe we're finally free of highschool!" Miaka shouted over the loud music. Miaka, Tamahome, and Hitomi were at a graduation party thrown by a classmate.
"No, I can't . This whole night just seems unreal," Hitomi shouted back. "I really love your dress Miaka."
"Thanks. Yours is great too." Miaka was wearing a short, dark red dress to go with her long dark red hair. Over her shoulders was a sheer rose patterned shawl. Silver hoops adorned her ears, and her hair was in a French twist . Hitomi was wearing a short pink dress, with a thin pink sweater, diamond studs, and tan sandals.
The fast song ended, and a slow song came on. Tamahome came over, wrapped his arms around Miaka's waist , then kissed her neck. "Let's go dance," he whispered in her ear. She giggled and waved bye to Hitomi as Tamahome led her to the dance floor. Hitomi smiled softly, then looked kinda sad. She had'nt found that special person yet . But she knew he was out there somewhere. She wandered over to the refreshment table to get another drink, when someone hugged her from behind, startling her. The person squeezed her tight and touched his cheek with hers. Then he whispered in her ear: "What's a pretty girl like you doing here by herself?" His voice sounded strangely familiar.
Hitomi did'nt know who this guy was, or what right he had to touch her. She twisted around angrily in his arms. "I don't know who you think you are, but if you............*gasp* Allen?" (Duh! Who else?) She could'nt believe her eyes.
"Hey, Hitomi. It's great to see you." An easy smile came to his face. "Your mom told me you would be here. I have'nt seen you in a long time. You look really cute." Along time ago, that comment would have made her blush. When she was young, she had fooled herself into thinking she was in love with Allen. But she made herself get over him, knowing he could never love her the way she wanted. It was easier than she thought it would be. They were in different classes, and they both became so busy. Then Allen transfered to a new school and moved to a new house. After that, they rarely talked at all; just wrote each other letters from time to time.
"You really scared me. I thought you were just some creep."
"Well I could'nt believe that beautiful girl in pink was my Hitomi. You look pretty diffrent . You even cut your hair."
"Well I could'nt believe it was really you." *Allen looks so mature and handsome. He's gotten taller and his blonde hair has gotten longer. Has it been that long?* Suddenly, Allen enveloped her in a tight hug, his long hair cascading down his shoulders. "You don't know how much this has meant to me to see you again. You mean so much to me." Hitomi began to have a queasy feeling in her stomach. *I feel so uncomfortable. Why is he acting so strange?*
"Well, what do we have here?" Miaka said slyly.
"M-Miaka!" Hitomi pulled away and blushed. "Um this is a good friend of mine. Allen, this is Miaka and her boyfriend Tamahome. Guys, this is Allen. Oh, look at the time! We have to go. Get going guys." She started to push Tama and Miaka towards the front door. But before she left, she gave Allen a quick hug and told him to call her. On her way out , she rn into someone, spilling some of her drink on him. "Oh, I'm sorry. I was'nt watching where I was going. Let me help you clean up."
The guy had messy black hair and brown eyes that shined like amber. He looked at her irritably, and replied: "No thank you. You've done enough. What you can do to help me is go away." He pushed past her. *What's his problem? He was so rude, yet he reminds me of someone. He looks so familiar, where have I seen him?*
Hey folks! Like the story? Then review! Also, I don't particularly like flames, so don't write any or send me any b/c they won't be read! Thanks! ^_^