Paper fan
Ar har har har
Chapter 10
"The day's finally here!" Chiaki, dressed in a tuxedo, shook my shoulders with exitement.
"It is?" What's going on? I was walking into a church wearing a tuxedo also.
"I'm so happy for you both." Miyako smiled in her a peach colored dress.
"It's great isn't it?" Chiaki had a arm around me shaking me some more.
"Ah, yes." I tried to smile even though I had no clue as to what was happening.
Everyone was there! My grandfather, Chiaki's father, Maron's father and mother, all our teachers and half the student body of the school. They were all here congradulating...wait a minute. Happy for you both, but, who did she mean?
"Finally." My blue haired friend sighed. Flowers and ribbons were hanging off of every inch of the church. Chiaki herded me down the carpeted path to the podium where Maron was waiting.
She was so beautiful. Her gown was a pure white, decorated with lace and ribbons. A gossimer vail was too easy to see through but...I liked seeing her face. She smiled, looking so happy and held out her hands.
"Finally." she uttered with such love in her eyes.
"Maron..." I was about to reach out but...
"Maron!" Chiaki stood in front of me and took her hand. "Finally we're getting married!"
"What?!" Suddenly the preacher was speaking the words.
"If there is any reason why these two should not be joined in holy matrimony. Let him speak now..." the holy man looked right at me. "Or forever hold his peace."
I wanted to say something, anything! I reached out a hand and tried to call out. My voice wouldn't work. I touched my throat in horror and confusion.
"What's wrong?" Maron looked at me, no, looked down on me.
"Nothing to say? I should have known." Chiaki looked away from me.
That's not true! I wanted to say something I wanted to stop this and tell every one...Tell them what? I want to marry Maron? I did, but...I...Chiaki. I felt hot tears in my eyes as everyone laughted at me.
"I guess you missed your chance." Miyako smiled a condescending grin.
"Forever hold your peace." Maron's parent's told me.
"Through sickness and health, through good times and bad..." The priest wouldn't stop. They were both being taken from me with one act. I had no choices, no control, and I was going to be alone. "As long as you both shall live."
"STOP IT!" I sat up gasping for air and sweating. "Oh my god it was a dream." I flopped back with relief. I let my heart beat and my breath heave. All panic aside, that dream brought up a good point. Chiaki... Maron...I can't exactly have both can I? What can I do?
"Young master?" One of the maids knocked on my door which nearly sent me into the roof. Thanks for that little heart attack. "Is everything alright?"
"Yeh," my voice squeaked. I cleared my throat and tried again. "Yes, I'm fine. Thank you."
"Do you need anything? You didn't come down for dinner."
"Well," my stomach answered for me with a low growl. "Yes I think I'll have something."
"Yes sir."
It was dark and the night sky was clear. My fan was still on my table but the bird cage was empty and I didn't see Access any where. Just as well I suppose. I leaned against the window sill and looked out over the city. Lovely view except when your always by yourself. I'm so hopeless. I let my arms drape over the side.
"~Are you alright~"
"No." I pouted. "Even with your help nothing's going right."
"~I can only...~"
"Yes, yes." I sighed. "Some how, even that's not enough."
"~I was going to say...I can only support you unless...~"
"Unless?"
"~I can do things for you if you wish me too~"
"For me?"
"~I can make you're desires a reality, if you let me~"
"But," I touched my lips then remembered the dream. "But even I don't know What I want."
"~I can reach into the deepest part of you and find your true heart~"
"My...true heart?" Was that possible? If it was...wasn't it worth a try?
"~I will lead you to your truest desires~"
"Then what?" I scoffed at the idea of my body being some else's toy, "I don't want someone living my life for me."
*Knock Knock*
"Young master?" the maid was back.
"Thank you, please leave it in the hall."
"Yes, young master."
I ate my dinner in silence. I did only when I was depressed really. Usually I'd have dinner in the kitchen with the rest of the staff. They are good people, each of them. Some times I thought they were my real family. When grandpa was too busy and mom and dad just never came home, most nights.
I pushed the plate away half way through my meal. It just didn't taste as good anymore. I buried my face in my knees, trying not to think. Thinking was to confusing. A counselor once told me that some times not thinking can bring you closer to resolution of problems than consentrating on a single subject. I'm still trying.
"Young Master!" a frantic knocking shook me from my quiet prison. I jumped up and opened the door.
"What is it?" I looked at the middle aged woman who seemed worried. "What's wrong?"
"It's your grandfather." She held the phone out to me.
"Grandpa?" I wasn't sure how to breath at this moment, but my lungs mangaged to pull it off. "Hello?" Would I hear my grandpa on the other line? Just what was going on?
"Iincho-kun? Isn't it?" Chiaki's father was on the other end.
"Nagoya-san?" I wasn't sure if I should be relieved. He was a doctor running a hospital after all. He took care of patients of high esteem and lucritive professions like my grandpa.
"It's been a while." he sounded casual enough but there was something else in his voice.
"Yes." I didn't want to be rude, but couldn't he just get to the point?
"I'm sorry." I guess he recognized the uncomfortable tone in my voice. "I didn't call to take up your time." he sounded more nervous now. "It's just...you're a friend of Chiaki's so I thought I should speak with you myself."
"Yes." Same uncomfortable tone.
"Perhaps you should come to the hospital." he told me.
"It's late and I have school in the morning." I wanted to deny the possibility that grandpa could be hurt, but at the same time force Nagoya-san's hand. Make him tell me...
"You're grandfather is here you see," he explained. "He's under my care. I'd like to speak with you if I could."
"I'll come right away." I hung up the phone. He was obviously not going to tell me anything else over the phone.
Could it be that serious, but not necessarily urgent? But then...why would he be calling so late? I slipped on a clean shirt and got my jacket off the coat rack at the door. I asked for the car to be brought around front. No matter what it was, I would not abandon my grandpa when he needed me. Grandpa's always been there for me. I would do the same for him.
Ar har har har
Chapter 10
"The day's finally here!" Chiaki, dressed in a tuxedo, shook my shoulders with exitement.
"It is?" What's going on? I was walking into a church wearing a tuxedo also.
"I'm so happy for you both." Miyako smiled in her a peach colored dress.
"It's great isn't it?" Chiaki had a arm around me shaking me some more.
"Ah, yes." I tried to smile even though I had no clue as to what was happening.
Everyone was there! My grandfather, Chiaki's father, Maron's father and mother, all our teachers and half the student body of the school. They were all here congradulating...wait a minute. Happy for you both, but, who did she mean?
"Finally." My blue haired friend sighed. Flowers and ribbons were hanging off of every inch of the church. Chiaki herded me down the carpeted path to the podium where Maron was waiting.
She was so beautiful. Her gown was a pure white, decorated with lace and ribbons. A gossimer vail was too easy to see through but...I liked seeing her face. She smiled, looking so happy and held out her hands.
"Finally." she uttered with such love in her eyes.
"Maron..." I was about to reach out but...
"Maron!" Chiaki stood in front of me and took her hand. "Finally we're getting married!"
"What?!" Suddenly the preacher was speaking the words.
"If there is any reason why these two should not be joined in holy matrimony. Let him speak now..." the holy man looked right at me. "Or forever hold his peace."
I wanted to say something, anything! I reached out a hand and tried to call out. My voice wouldn't work. I touched my throat in horror and confusion.
"What's wrong?" Maron looked at me, no, looked down on me.
"Nothing to say? I should have known." Chiaki looked away from me.
That's not true! I wanted to say something I wanted to stop this and tell every one...Tell them what? I want to marry Maron? I did, but...I...Chiaki. I felt hot tears in my eyes as everyone laughted at me.
"I guess you missed your chance." Miyako smiled a condescending grin.
"Forever hold your peace." Maron's parent's told me.
"Through sickness and health, through good times and bad..." The priest wouldn't stop. They were both being taken from me with one act. I had no choices, no control, and I was going to be alone. "As long as you both shall live."
"STOP IT!" I sat up gasping for air and sweating. "Oh my god it was a dream." I flopped back with relief. I let my heart beat and my breath heave. All panic aside, that dream brought up a good point. Chiaki... Maron...I can't exactly have both can I? What can I do?
"Young master?" One of the maids knocked on my door which nearly sent me into the roof. Thanks for that little heart attack. "Is everything alright?"
"Yeh," my voice squeaked. I cleared my throat and tried again. "Yes, I'm fine. Thank you."
"Do you need anything? You didn't come down for dinner."
"Well," my stomach answered for me with a low growl. "Yes I think I'll have something."
"Yes sir."
It was dark and the night sky was clear. My fan was still on my table but the bird cage was empty and I didn't see Access any where. Just as well I suppose. I leaned against the window sill and looked out over the city. Lovely view except when your always by yourself. I'm so hopeless. I let my arms drape over the side.
"~Are you alright~"
"No." I pouted. "Even with your help nothing's going right."
"~I can only...~"
"Yes, yes." I sighed. "Some how, even that's not enough."
"~I was going to say...I can only support you unless...~"
"Unless?"
"~I can do things for you if you wish me too~"
"For me?"
"~I can make you're desires a reality, if you let me~"
"But," I touched my lips then remembered the dream. "But even I don't know What I want."
"~I can reach into the deepest part of you and find your true heart~"
"My...true heart?" Was that possible? If it was...wasn't it worth a try?
"~I will lead you to your truest desires~"
"Then what?" I scoffed at the idea of my body being some else's toy, "I don't want someone living my life for me."
*Knock Knock*
"Young master?" the maid was back.
"Thank you, please leave it in the hall."
"Yes, young master."
I ate my dinner in silence. I did only when I was depressed really. Usually I'd have dinner in the kitchen with the rest of the staff. They are good people, each of them. Some times I thought they were my real family. When grandpa was too busy and mom and dad just never came home, most nights.
I pushed the plate away half way through my meal. It just didn't taste as good anymore. I buried my face in my knees, trying not to think. Thinking was to confusing. A counselor once told me that some times not thinking can bring you closer to resolution of problems than consentrating on a single subject. I'm still trying.
"Young Master!" a frantic knocking shook me from my quiet prison. I jumped up and opened the door.
"What is it?" I looked at the middle aged woman who seemed worried. "What's wrong?"
"It's your grandfather." She held the phone out to me.
"Grandpa?" I wasn't sure how to breath at this moment, but my lungs mangaged to pull it off. "Hello?" Would I hear my grandpa on the other line? Just what was going on?
"Iincho-kun? Isn't it?" Chiaki's father was on the other end.
"Nagoya-san?" I wasn't sure if I should be relieved. He was a doctor running a hospital after all. He took care of patients of high esteem and lucritive professions like my grandpa.
"It's been a while." he sounded casual enough but there was something else in his voice.
"Yes." I didn't want to be rude, but couldn't he just get to the point?
"I'm sorry." I guess he recognized the uncomfortable tone in my voice. "I didn't call to take up your time." he sounded more nervous now. "It's just...you're a friend of Chiaki's so I thought I should speak with you myself."
"Yes." Same uncomfortable tone.
"Perhaps you should come to the hospital." he told me.
"It's late and I have school in the morning." I wanted to deny the possibility that grandpa could be hurt, but at the same time force Nagoya-san's hand. Make him tell me...
"You're grandfather is here you see," he explained. "He's under my care. I'd like to speak with you if I could."
"I'll come right away." I hung up the phone. He was obviously not going to tell me anything else over the phone.
Could it be that serious, but not necessarily urgent? But then...why would he be calling so late? I slipped on a clean shirt and got my jacket off the coat rack at the door. I asked for the car to be brought around front. No matter what it was, I would not abandon my grandpa when he needed me. Grandpa's always been there for me. I would do the same for him.