Regretful Past
Prologue- Painful Words
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*flashback*
It is about two in the morning when a young girl of 19 steps out of a dark alley. She has bags under her eyes, betraying her sleep-deprived state. Walking wearily, she trips and stumbles onto the ground in agony. Her craving gnaws at her. She needs money to support her illegal habit. She knows that this is not the best life for her, but she has no one to tell her otherwise
For the past two or three years, no one had cared for her or supported her. Only until a few months later did she meet someone unexpected, someone to help keep her life in line.
*flashback ends*
It had now been three years since she met her savior and best friend—soon to be her ex-best friend.
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A young lady sat in the corner of a small, intricate café shop located in the heart of the city, Tokyo. She raised her heart-shaped face and smiled as the waiter set down her drink she had ordered earlier. She sipped her coffee and started to daze off again, waiting for her best friend to arrive. A small smile appeared on her face as she thought about her plans for the coming weekend. A few minutes later, a distraught-looking woman brought her out of her train of thought. The woman looked almost exactly like her. She had a petite figure, standing at an average 5'5". Her long, sun kissed hair complimented her brilliant blue eyes, well, her normally brilliant blue eyes. Now her eyes were a turbulent shade of gray. The young lady who was drinking her coffee pulled the cup away from her lips and frowned at her distraught friend. A worried look passed her own blue eyes as her best friend stormed towards the table. The vicious words that left the woman's mouth were like a slap in the face to the young lady.
"Usagi Tsukino! I never want to see your face again!" She spat out the words and turned to leave, not waiting for a response from the stunned young lady. She tore out the café, bumping into a waiter. As she rushed by, the waiter could have sworn he saw a small crystalline tear slide down her face, but she was gone before he could be sure.
Usagi was at a loss. What was going on with her best friend? She pushed herself out of her chair, tipping it over, and chased after the woman. In her hurry to reach her friend, she was unaware of the man walking into the café. The next thing she knew, she was on the ground.
"Don't people ever watch where they're going?" she blurted out in frustration.
"Hn" came the response. Usagi frowned.
"Don't you have any manners?" she demanded, her mind returning to the harsh words her friend had spoken. Looking up, she caught a glimpse of the man she had unceremoniously run into. He was in his mid twenties and his unruly brown hair fell into his piercing blue eyes. Usagi, dismissing the man's intrigued expression, picked herself up and ran in the direction her friend took off in, not giving a second thought to the decidedly handsome, but ill-mannered man.
Usagi rounded the corner of the building and was out of the man's sight. He stared at the corner where she had vanished before stepping into the café. He had a gut feeling that he was going to see this captivating girl again.
Prologue- Painful Words
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*flashback*
It is about two in the morning when a young girl of 19 steps out of a dark alley. She has bags under her eyes, betraying her sleep-deprived state. Walking wearily, she trips and stumbles onto the ground in agony. Her craving gnaws at her. She needs money to support her illegal habit. She knows that this is not the best life for her, but she has no one to tell her otherwise
For the past two or three years, no one had cared for her or supported her. Only until a few months later did she meet someone unexpected, someone to help keep her life in line.
*flashback ends*
It had now been three years since she met her savior and best friend—soon to be her ex-best friend.
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A young lady sat in the corner of a small, intricate café shop located in the heart of the city, Tokyo. She raised her heart-shaped face and smiled as the waiter set down her drink she had ordered earlier. She sipped her coffee and started to daze off again, waiting for her best friend to arrive. A small smile appeared on her face as she thought about her plans for the coming weekend. A few minutes later, a distraught-looking woman brought her out of her train of thought. The woman looked almost exactly like her. She had a petite figure, standing at an average 5'5". Her long, sun kissed hair complimented her brilliant blue eyes, well, her normally brilliant blue eyes. Now her eyes were a turbulent shade of gray. The young lady who was drinking her coffee pulled the cup away from her lips and frowned at her distraught friend. A worried look passed her own blue eyes as her best friend stormed towards the table. The vicious words that left the woman's mouth were like a slap in the face to the young lady.
"Usagi Tsukino! I never want to see your face again!" She spat out the words and turned to leave, not waiting for a response from the stunned young lady. She tore out the café, bumping into a waiter. As she rushed by, the waiter could have sworn he saw a small crystalline tear slide down her face, but she was gone before he could be sure.
Usagi was at a loss. What was going on with her best friend? She pushed herself out of her chair, tipping it over, and chased after the woman. In her hurry to reach her friend, she was unaware of the man walking into the café. The next thing she knew, she was on the ground.
"Don't people ever watch where they're going?" she blurted out in frustration.
"Hn" came the response. Usagi frowned.
"Don't you have any manners?" she demanded, her mind returning to the harsh words her friend had spoken. Looking up, she caught a glimpse of the man she had unceremoniously run into. He was in his mid twenties and his unruly brown hair fell into his piercing blue eyes. Usagi, dismissing the man's intrigued expression, picked herself up and ran in the direction her friend took off in, not giving a second thought to the decidedly handsome, but ill-mannered man.
Usagi rounded the corner of the building and was out of the man's sight. He stared at the corner where she had vanished before stepping into the café. He had a gut feeling that he was going to see this captivating girl again.