His and Her Story
Chapter three
Her Side Of The Story
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the HYD cast except for Ayako!
A.N: Hihi! Do ya all like that special chap I made? I just happen to think of it... Thanks for the reviews! This chappie is gonna be about Ayako's story, of her past and everything. Enjoy even if it's not good! Plz forgive!
Btw, You should pronounce Mitsuo Ayako as Meet-Zu-oh Ah-Ya-Ko (If you dunnoe...)
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"Miss Mitsuo?"
I looked up to notice a man in his early twenties looking down at me with a smile. I gave a slight smile as a gesture of politeness while he lean down a little and held out his hand. "Do I have the pleasure to invite you for a dance?"
"That will be my honor."
The crowd dancing on the dance floor cleared as the host and I danced.
"Look! That's Mitsuo-san's daughter!"
"Beautiful and elegant isn't she? I wish my son will marry such a talented woman!"
"I heard she was the speak person for a number of charities and products!"
To most people, they only know me as the daughter of Mitsuo Cooperation's President, Mitsuo Keishi. They only know me for my physical features and achievements. They think I enjoy all these comments and compliments.
But I don't.
No one knows that, not even my parents.
All except for Akira. You won't believe that my best friend is my personal maid. But it's true.
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The door creaked open as I frown. "Akira! Can you please knock when you come in? That's rude!"
Akira smirked and he slumped down on my couch. I continued brushing my hair and gestured for the maids to resume applying my makeup. "Another one huh? Too bad for that guy!" Akira commented.
I groaned at his words. "Don't remind me! This is really boring! Look at all that guys sucking up to me! Mom just can't take a hint."
Akira laughed and continued, "One word for this..." All of us, including the maids, broke into peals of laughter as Akira and I gave the answer together, "Idiots!"
"Ayako-chan, Madam wants you down right now."
Misume, my personal maid opened the door to my room and told me the "orders" with a gentle smile. I groaned. "Orders again?" Misume smiled again and shrugged.
"Gomen ne Akira, but you have to go home right now. Mother wants me down right now." I turned my gaze to Akira, on the other hand gesturing the other maids to go back to their original duties.
"I heard that already! Okay okay! I guess I'll go disturb Rui's beauty sleep!" With a silly smile, he waved goodbye and disappeared through the door. I stood up and cleared my cheerful mood.
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"I'm glad you're already dressed up for the occasion."
I gave a slight smile but my eyes are dead serious. I felt like giving a remark. But I stopped myself. Never be rude to your mother. That's rule number one.
"If you're ready, we'll get going." Mother got up from the expensive coffee table and called for the housekeeper to get the car ready.
Behind her back, I rolled my eyes at the thought of spoiled brats sucking up to me like leeches and showering me with gifts. It's disgusting.
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School isn't any better.
I studied at Shikazu High, a school that contains rich brats that discuss about Chanel and Gucci products. Although it's a famous school. it still loses out to Eirin and Eitoku.
As soon as the students there know that I'm the daughter of Mitsuo Keishi, they stick to me, like glue. Definitely irritating. Whenever they tried talking to me or flattering me, all they got back was a cold glare from me.
The girls thought I was nasty and the guys thought I'm cool. It's good that I haven't lose my temper yet.
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Home, can I call that home at all? The first thing I see when I got back to "what-people-called" home, was shattered vases on the floor and Mother sobbing her heart out. Is that what happened in ordinary homes?
If you asked me how much I wanted to be an ordinary girl, with a complete home, with loving parents, alot, I'll answer.
To be able to soak up the sun on the beach.
To be able to love without being ordered.
To be able to fly on my own.
And to be ordinary.
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"Ayako-chan, are you sure you're okay? You really looked......" Misume searched for a word to describe my pale face, now almost purple in colour.
"Unbearable." She finally decided to settle on this word while I laughed a little.
I took a look at my reflection on the mirror and I agreed totally with Misume. I really look unbearable with my usually energetic eyes filling with restlessness and my glowing skin becoming pale.
"No choice right? Rule number two in this so called home. Never disobey your parents." I gave a slight smile to assure Misume that I'm all right. Misume still looked doubtful, but she heaved a sigh and nodded.
With some expert makeup, I looked as though as I'm okay. The doorbell rang just as the hair stylist was done with my hair. I went down the stairs and smiled as soon as I saw Akira.
Dressed in an Arami suit and with his hair straightened, he looked dashing. He grinned goofily as I approached him.
"Looking beautiful as usual huh?"
"Ya right, don't try to use this to make me say the same to you!" Akira smirked. "My motives discovered? It's no harm complimenting on your most dashing cousin right?"
"You mean the most moronic cousin." I giggled as Akira placed a hand over his heart while making a sad expression. I tugged on his hand and we went out of the house.
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"Are you okay Ayako? You look really sick!"
Akira placed his hand over my fore head and backed off as if he was burnt by fire. "It's hot!" I shook my head and smiled slightly. Akira's eyes clouded with worry.
"Are you sure? Do you want to go back now?" I shook my head again and took his hand.
"Let's go dancing."
"But... WHAO!" Before he can finish his sentence, I already dragged him towards the dance floor.
The whole world swayed as we danced. My head hurts like knifes piercing through my brain. Akira's voice rang through my ears in a mist.
I think I head him say something about "are you all right". But that was the only sentence I heard before falling into darkness.
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I held my head as I got out from the bed.
The bed?
Where am I?
Aren't I supposed to be at the ball?
"Ayako! You're okay!" I turned to see Akira holding to a cup of steaming coffee with a smile on his face. "What happened?" I asked, trying to stop the pain in my head.
Akira sat down on the edge of the bed. "You fainted, so I drove you here. I've already contacted your parents."
"There's no need for that." I said, my voice shaking.
"They don't care about me at all! All they want is money and fame! All they do is fight!" My voice broke as I sobbed.
I wiped away my tears with the back of my hand and took a deep breath.
"Gomen Akira. I just can't stand it anymore." I turned to meet my emerald eyes with Akira's.
"You... You mean..."
"I'm leaving this home."
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"Exactly what you mean you want to leave this house!?" Father roared. I can almost feel the house shake. I took a deep breath and locked my eyes with the identical ones glaring at me.
"I said it, leaving this house as in never coming back, as in living freely, by myself."
"I WILL NEVER ALLOW IT!" Father flared.
Bravely, I stood up with my bags and walked towards the door. "Don't you dare! Ayako! If you dare, I'll disown you!"
"I'm sorry Father. I'm not asking for your permission, I'm only informing you. Forgive me for my attitude."
Gathering all my courage, I walked off into the night.
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I found a rented apartment and decided to stay there, with my own savings. I looked for jobs, and succeeded. Surprisingly, My parents did not send anyone to go after me, and I'm glad for that. After all my hard work, I was able to open a cafe. All by myself.
I know, without anyone's help, I can still make it through the night.
Without my parent's fame and fortune, the sky is still as blue as ever.
Now, I can go for tans at the beach.
I can love without being ordered.
I spread my wings and fly across the sky.
I can be ordinary.
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A.N: YEAH! Longest chappie I ever wrote! That's Ayako's story. I noe its kinda funnie... But... Well all right.... Next chappie coming up is about what is Ayako hiding from Rui. Thanks for the reviews for the last few chappies! I hope more of you can reviews to give me ideas! Thanks!
Chapter three
Her Side Of The Story
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the HYD cast except for Ayako!
A.N: Hihi! Do ya all like that special chap I made? I just happen to think of it... Thanks for the reviews! This chappie is gonna be about Ayako's story, of her past and everything. Enjoy even if it's not good! Plz forgive!
Btw, You should pronounce Mitsuo Ayako as Meet-Zu-oh Ah-Ya-Ko (If you dunnoe...)
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"Miss Mitsuo?"
I looked up to notice a man in his early twenties looking down at me with a smile. I gave a slight smile as a gesture of politeness while he lean down a little and held out his hand. "Do I have the pleasure to invite you for a dance?"
"That will be my honor."
The crowd dancing on the dance floor cleared as the host and I danced.
"Look! That's Mitsuo-san's daughter!"
"Beautiful and elegant isn't she? I wish my son will marry such a talented woman!"
"I heard she was the speak person for a number of charities and products!"
To most people, they only know me as the daughter of Mitsuo Cooperation's President, Mitsuo Keishi. They only know me for my physical features and achievements. They think I enjoy all these comments and compliments.
But I don't.
No one knows that, not even my parents.
All except for Akira. You won't believe that my best friend is my personal maid. But it's true.
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The door creaked open as I frown. "Akira! Can you please knock when you come in? That's rude!"
Akira smirked and he slumped down on my couch. I continued brushing my hair and gestured for the maids to resume applying my makeup. "Another one huh? Too bad for that guy!" Akira commented.
I groaned at his words. "Don't remind me! This is really boring! Look at all that guys sucking up to me! Mom just can't take a hint."
Akira laughed and continued, "One word for this..." All of us, including the maids, broke into peals of laughter as Akira and I gave the answer together, "Idiots!"
"Ayako-chan, Madam wants you down right now."
Misume, my personal maid opened the door to my room and told me the "orders" with a gentle smile. I groaned. "Orders again?" Misume smiled again and shrugged.
"Gomen ne Akira, but you have to go home right now. Mother wants me down right now." I turned my gaze to Akira, on the other hand gesturing the other maids to go back to their original duties.
"I heard that already! Okay okay! I guess I'll go disturb Rui's beauty sleep!" With a silly smile, he waved goodbye and disappeared through the door. I stood up and cleared my cheerful mood.
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"I'm glad you're already dressed up for the occasion."
I gave a slight smile but my eyes are dead serious. I felt like giving a remark. But I stopped myself. Never be rude to your mother. That's rule number one.
"If you're ready, we'll get going." Mother got up from the expensive coffee table and called for the housekeeper to get the car ready.
Behind her back, I rolled my eyes at the thought of spoiled brats sucking up to me like leeches and showering me with gifts. It's disgusting.
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School isn't any better.
I studied at Shikazu High, a school that contains rich brats that discuss about Chanel and Gucci products. Although it's a famous school. it still loses out to Eirin and Eitoku.
As soon as the students there know that I'm the daughter of Mitsuo Keishi, they stick to me, like glue. Definitely irritating. Whenever they tried talking to me or flattering me, all they got back was a cold glare from me.
The girls thought I was nasty and the guys thought I'm cool. It's good that I haven't lose my temper yet.
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Home, can I call that home at all? The first thing I see when I got back to "what-people-called" home, was shattered vases on the floor and Mother sobbing her heart out. Is that what happened in ordinary homes?
If you asked me how much I wanted to be an ordinary girl, with a complete home, with loving parents, alot, I'll answer.
To be able to soak up the sun on the beach.
To be able to love without being ordered.
To be able to fly on my own.
And to be ordinary.
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"Ayako-chan, are you sure you're okay? You really looked......" Misume searched for a word to describe my pale face, now almost purple in colour.
"Unbearable." She finally decided to settle on this word while I laughed a little.
I took a look at my reflection on the mirror and I agreed totally with Misume. I really look unbearable with my usually energetic eyes filling with restlessness and my glowing skin becoming pale.
"No choice right? Rule number two in this so called home. Never disobey your parents." I gave a slight smile to assure Misume that I'm all right. Misume still looked doubtful, but she heaved a sigh and nodded.
With some expert makeup, I looked as though as I'm okay. The doorbell rang just as the hair stylist was done with my hair. I went down the stairs and smiled as soon as I saw Akira.
Dressed in an Arami suit and with his hair straightened, he looked dashing. He grinned goofily as I approached him.
"Looking beautiful as usual huh?"
"Ya right, don't try to use this to make me say the same to you!" Akira smirked. "My motives discovered? It's no harm complimenting on your most dashing cousin right?"
"You mean the most moronic cousin." I giggled as Akira placed a hand over his heart while making a sad expression. I tugged on his hand and we went out of the house.
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"Are you okay Ayako? You look really sick!"
Akira placed his hand over my fore head and backed off as if he was burnt by fire. "It's hot!" I shook my head and smiled slightly. Akira's eyes clouded with worry.
"Are you sure? Do you want to go back now?" I shook my head again and took his hand.
"Let's go dancing."
"But... WHAO!" Before he can finish his sentence, I already dragged him towards the dance floor.
The whole world swayed as we danced. My head hurts like knifes piercing through my brain. Akira's voice rang through my ears in a mist.
I think I head him say something about "are you all right". But that was the only sentence I heard before falling into darkness.
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I held my head as I got out from the bed.
The bed?
Where am I?
Aren't I supposed to be at the ball?
"Ayako! You're okay!" I turned to see Akira holding to a cup of steaming coffee with a smile on his face. "What happened?" I asked, trying to stop the pain in my head.
Akira sat down on the edge of the bed. "You fainted, so I drove you here. I've already contacted your parents."
"There's no need for that." I said, my voice shaking.
"They don't care about me at all! All they want is money and fame! All they do is fight!" My voice broke as I sobbed.
I wiped away my tears with the back of my hand and took a deep breath.
"Gomen Akira. I just can't stand it anymore." I turned to meet my emerald eyes with Akira's.
"You... You mean..."
"I'm leaving this home."
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"Exactly what you mean you want to leave this house!?" Father roared. I can almost feel the house shake. I took a deep breath and locked my eyes with the identical ones glaring at me.
"I said it, leaving this house as in never coming back, as in living freely, by myself."
"I WILL NEVER ALLOW IT!" Father flared.
Bravely, I stood up with my bags and walked towards the door. "Don't you dare! Ayako! If you dare, I'll disown you!"
"I'm sorry Father. I'm not asking for your permission, I'm only informing you. Forgive me for my attitude."
Gathering all my courage, I walked off into the night.
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I found a rented apartment and decided to stay there, with my own savings. I looked for jobs, and succeeded. Surprisingly, My parents did not send anyone to go after me, and I'm glad for that. After all my hard work, I was able to open a cafe. All by myself.
I know, without anyone's help, I can still make it through the night.
Without my parent's fame and fortune, the sky is still as blue as ever.
Now, I can go for tans at the beach.
I can love without being ordered.
I spread my wings and fly across the sky.
I can be ordinary.
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A.N: YEAH! Longest chappie I ever wrote! That's Ayako's story. I noe its kinda funnie... But... Well all right.... Next chappie coming up is about what is Ayako hiding from Rui. Thanks for the reviews for the last few chappies! I hope more of you can reviews to give me ideas! Thanks!
