Delicate Flower Petals

"Rash Thinking"

Mesagi: Ohh I'm so sorry! It's been sooooo long since I updated this fanfiction. Well, considering that I've been grounded for the past three weeks I supose it's not such a huge surprise that I haven't been able to update. So, now I finally get this next chapter up, for all of you who are waiting so patiently for it!

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Aya sighed a bit and tapped her pencil against the paper in front of her. She was trying desperatly to get the image of her wonderus Angel on the paper, but no mater how hard she tried to draw him, the beauty that he possessed just couldn't be captured within a picture. "Ahh, I'm sure that I will be able to find some way to get his image. Hey! I can bring my camera next time we meet ." A smile crept across her face as she put the pencil and paper away. She moved over to her closet and pulled out a box. She blew off the dust that had collected on it over the last year and then opened it, revealing a whole treasure trove of photographic supplies.

She carefully took out the silver camera and a roll of film. She had gotten this stuff a while back, when she had been really into taking pictures. She had taken some beautiful pictures of many of the local land marks and even pictures of the many places she had visited.

She quickly placed the new roll of film into the camera, amazed that she still even knew how to do it properly with such an expencive and complicated camera.

With that out of the way, she made her way quite cheerfully out of her room, a smile on her face. Only two more nights to go and she would be able to see her Angel once more.

"Aya dear, please come down here a moment," rang her mother's voice rang out through the near silence of the house to her. Aya frowned a bit. Whenever her mother called her 'Aya dear' it always meant that something was up. With a sigh she made her way down the stairs and into the living room, where her mother and father were standing, a smile on both of their faces.

"What is it?" She asked softly, watching her parents cautiously.

"Well, Aya dear, your father and I have decided that we are going to take another trip. This time, we are going to a rather small city in Canada," her mother replied, still smiling sweetly.

"And what does this have to do with me?"

"Why, you are coming along with us this time my dear," her father's strong voice boomed, a smile still on his face.

"How long will we be going?" Aya's heart was beating quickly.

"Three weeks," came her mother's sweet voice.

Three weeks! No! "When are we leaving?"

"Tomorrow morning dear," her mother continued talking.

Tomorrow morning! She would miss Yue-san! No! She had to think of something, anything, that would allow her to stay in Japan so that she could see her Angel. There was no possible way that she could miss meeting him. "I can't go."

Her mother looked surprised. There had never been a time when Aya had refused going to somewhere new. "May I ask why?"

Her mind raced. She had to think of something that she could say that would allow her to stay. "I've decided to move out," she said quickly, knowing that it had been a bad choice. But she /was/ 19 now, so why couldn't she move out on her own?

Her father took a turn to look completely shocked now. "Moving out? Whatever do you mean?"

"I'm getting my own place, and I need to stay around here so I can get a place and move my things there," she replied, knowing that she would have to follow through with her plan.

"But, can't you go with us before that dear?" her mother asked, still surprised.

"No, I really want to get this over with," she replied.

"I'm not very impressed with you, Aya. This decision is very rash and un- thought out! You're being unreasonable," her father replied, his voice stern.

"No I'm not! I'm 19 and I can take care of myself. I'm going to move out, and that's that!" She shouted, running out of the living room and up the stairs. She had never before shouted at her parents, but she had done so now. Had she become so obsessed with her Angel already that she was acting strangely?

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The house was silent as Aya sat in her room, looking through the paper for places for rent. She didn't want to move into a big house to live in on her own. Hell, even this house was a bit too big for her, even though there was her and her parents. Her eyes skimmed across the paper, a sigh escaping her again. "Why did I have to say such a thing like that? I could have merely said I didn't want to go ."

But she knew that she had done the right thing. Here, she was simply leading a life that was far too coushy and she needed to make it on her own. "Here's one! One bedroom, a bathroom, kitchen, living room and dining room. Wow, that's fairly nice. And the price isn't too much. I can afford to stay there while I look for a job. My bank account is probably large enough for me to be able to stay in an appartment three times as large for ten whole years-" she sighed and shook her head. Well, it would do fine. She took the number and put the paper away. Tomorrow was going to be a long day.

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Mesagi: Whew, not a very good chapter, but I'm glad I got it done. Perhaps the next chapter will be more eventful .

Next Chapter: Aya goes to look at the apartment and runs into a certain someone for the second time.