Author's note: Thanks to all those nice reviews! I'm glad I actually wrote
a Yaten/Taru story which gets more than three reviews.;)
Sorry it took me so long to update, but somehow I didn't find the time to
write. I hope that time is over now, so you get at least one chapter per
week. And: I have started writing a new story bout Yaten and Hotaru. The
devil is after her cause he wants her as the mother of his unborn child.
Should I write it? Pllllleeeeeeeeaaaaaaasssssssssssssssssseeeeeeeeeee let
me know! Arigatou to all of you!
'Nough talkin', here comes the new chapta! ENJOY!
Hotaru sat on her bed and cried silent tears. How could she have been so stupid to think that Yaten would really care for her? How?
Another tear hit her bare arm. Scars were all over it, scars she had given herself to find out if she was really alive. Her hot blood mixed with the salty tear and rolled down her arm.
For one evening she had forgotten about all her problems and had hoped that somebody would really care for her. But why should somebody care for her? A small, quiet, ugly girl, which didn't possess enough strength to escape her destiny?
Maybe she should use the knife not only to her arms but also to her heart?
Nobody would realize that she was missing.
Was it really the burden of Saturn to live life all alone? How had she managed to survive for so long? Should she go back to Japan, to Ruka, Michi and Suna?
No, they would think she was weak. Suna knew everything, she would be watching her now, but why didn't she interfere?
"Suna-mama, why don't you help me?"
Another wave of pain hit her. Salty rivers ran down her delicate face and she just gave into it. "Damn you, Yaten!" She whispered.
I'm not here for her, the words echoed in her ears. He had lied to her.
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One day later Yaten was still trying to figure out how to find her. No matter what it would cost. So he ran to her school and asked at the reception.
"Hi. I'm looking for a Japanese girl, her name is Hotaru. Could you please help me with that?" "Do you have her full name?" The lady asked.
"I'm afraid no."
"Then I can't help you."
"Why not? It's urgent." Yaten's bad character shown through.
"Are you a relative?"
"No."
"Well then, no."
"Why?" He barked.
"Because we protect the anonymity of our students. That's why. Would you please leave now?"
"No. You see, I need her address. N-E-E-D."
"Haven't you read the 'graduate'? A good piece of work and it might help you understand my position. Now leave, please. There are other persons in the row."
He leaned over to her and got very close. "Am I talking Japanese, baka? I wanna have that stupid address right now! You just need to type in her given name! Too stupid for that?"
With that the lady pushed a button under her desk and two guards approached. Yaten realized too late what was going on and had to be carried out of the school building.
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That didn't go unnoticed by a curious Hotaru who had left her classroom with her schoolmates in order to find out where that noise was coming from and saw that actually Yaten had been taken out of the building.
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"I must warn you that if you consider going into this building again, the police of Santa Monica will take care of you." Guard No.1 said to a very tensed Yaten.
The white haired man looked up at the tall blonde man and murmured "I understand."
With that he left.
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"So, just add the -24 from the right side to the 30 on the left side and you get the total amount of x", Hotaru explained to the younger girl.
"Oh, that's simple! Why didn't I understand that earlier? Thank you Miss Hotaru."
She smiled. "You are welcome. You know Miranda, girls always have problems with math."
"Did you too?"
"Yes, but I had a good teacher."
"Who was that?"
"That was my dad."
"Oh, my dad never has time for me. Besides, why do you wear long sleeves, it's so hot outside."
"Oh, I have always been freezing." Suddenly a horn could be heard.
"That's your mom. See you the next time." "Yes, bye, Miss Hotaru."
The little girl left and Hotaru started to clean up when she heard it ringing at her door.
Since her entrance door is next to her balcony she decided to have a look from it who was ringing.
"Miranda, have you forg-" She stopped her speech when she saw a white- haired man standing outside. Yaten.
'Nough talkin', here comes the new chapta! ENJOY!
Hotaru sat on her bed and cried silent tears. How could she have been so stupid to think that Yaten would really care for her? How?
Another tear hit her bare arm. Scars were all over it, scars she had given herself to find out if she was really alive. Her hot blood mixed with the salty tear and rolled down her arm.
For one evening she had forgotten about all her problems and had hoped that somebody would really care for her. But why should somebody care for her? A small, quiet, ugly girl, which didn't possess enough strength to escape her destiny?
Maybe she should use the knife not only to her arms but also to her heart?
Nobody would realize that she was missing.
Was it really the burden of Saturn to live life all alone? How had she managed to survive for so long? Should she go back to Japan, to Ruka, Michi and Suna?
No, they would think she was weak. Suna knew everything, she would be watching her now, but why didn't she interfere?
"Suna-mama, why don't you help me?"
Another wave of pain hit her. Salty rivers ran down her delicate face and she just gave into it. "Damn you, Yaten!" She whispered.
I'm not here for her, the words echoed in her ears. He had lied to her.
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One day later Yaten was still trying to figure out how to find her. No matter what it would cost. So he ran to her school and asked at the reception.
"Hi. I'm looking for a Japanese girl, her name is Hotaru. Could you please help me with that?" "Do you have her full name?" The lady asked.
"I'm afraid no."
"Then I can't help you."
"Why not? It's urgent." Yaten's bad character shown through.
"Are you a relative?"
"No."
"Well then, no."
"Why?" He barked.
"Because we protect the anonymity of our students. That's why. Would you please leave now?"
"No. You see, I need her address. N-E-E-D."
"Haven't you read the 'graduate'? A good piece of work and it might help you understand my position. Now leave, please. There are other persons in the row."
He leaned over to her and got very close. "Am I talking Japanese, baka? I wanna have that stupid address right now! You just need to type in her given name! Too stupid for that?"
With that the lady pushed a button under her desk and two guards approached. Yaten realized too late what was going on and had to be carried out of the school building.
***************************************************************
That didn't go unnoticed by a curious Hotaru who had left her classroom with her schoolmates in order to find out where that noise was coming from and saw that actually Yaten had been taken out of the building.
***************************************************************
"I must warn you that if you consider going into this building again, the police of Santa Monica will take care of you." Guard No.1 said to a very tensed Yaten.
The white haired man looked up at the tall blonde man and murmured "I understand."
With that he left.
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"So, just add the -24 from the right side to the 30 on the left side and you get the total amount of x", Hotaru explained to the younger girl.
"Oh, that's simple! Why didn't I understand that earlier? Thank you Miss Hotaru."
She smiled. "You are welcome. You know Miranda, girls always have problems with math."
"Did you too?"
"Yes, but I had a good teacher."
"Who was that?"
"That was my dad."
"Oh, my dad never has time for me. Besides, why do you wear long sleeves, it's so hot outside."
"Oh, I have always been freezing." Suddenly a horn could be heard.
"That's your mom. See you the next time." "Yes, bye, Miss Hotaru."
The little girl left and Hotaru started to clean up when she heard it ringing at her door.
Since her entrance door is next to her balcony she decided to have a look from it who was ringing.
"Miranda, have you forg-" She stopped her speech when she saw a white- haired man standing outside. Yaten.