*I was cleaning out my computer when I came across this just sitting in my
documents, so I thought I would go ahead and post it and see how it turns
out. It's a very sad story about a girl and a boy who fall for each other,
but are too proud to give in to their heart and tell the other how they
feel. The boy leaves for a few months to go in the Army, and when he comes
back, he finds the girl he had fallen so hard for is gone from him for
good. Can they cope with each other after a chance meeting, or will the
pain they felt apart be too much to bring them together?*
Love Me When I'm Gone
Clouds rolled through the sky, racing each other from one side of the earth to the other it seemed. The storm had come up suddenly, and was picking up intensity. Sitting in her bedroom, Sora Takenouchi, a young woman of 20, looked out her window at the impending tempest. For a moment she wished she was one of the clouds being blown away. Anything to get her out of Odaiba and away from him, the one who had caused her so much pain in the past month she could barely tolerate waking up each morning. Running a hand through her strawberry locks absently, Sora watched the storm unleash its fury onto her neighborhood. Rain pelted everything outside with much force. Trees bent crazily as the wind howled and blew garbage cans across the streets. Sora's crimson eyes looked wistfully out into the rainstorm as she opened her journal and began to write.
'Today was my breaking point on every possible level. . . ' Sora wrote slowly, her controlled cursive deceiving anyone who would happen to read it. At that point in time, she wasn't controlled, she was flying out of hand and couldn't stabilize herself.
"It's so funny how one person can make you lose your mind. . . " Sora remarked to herself as she continued to write the details of her day onto the clean paper.
Half an hour away, a young blonde was also sitting at home lying in bed. All he could think about was her, how she had captured his heart and didn't even know it. Every time he tried to find the words to express his adoration of her, something would come between them, making things more and more difficult. In a way, he was driving her away from him, and he knew it. Somewhere in the back of his mind he was screaming for his heart to stop caving in to what his head wanted. But that never happened, and for Matt Ishida, Sora Takenouchi seemed to get farther and farther away from him. Matt's soulful blue eyes looked at the ceiling, confusion written in them.
'I should tell her before I go. I owe her that much. When I get back she'll be gone and I might lose the chance to tell her how I feel about her. I wish I hadn't joined the reserves. I wish I could stay here and hold her forever. But I can't, which is what started this whole problem in the first place. If only I had met her sooner. . . ' Matt thought as he yawned loudly and turned onto his side. It was getting late, and he had another busy day ahead of him at school.
Sighing, Matt turned out the light and pulled the blankets over his shoulders. Saying a silent prayer for guidance, Matt closed his eyes and drifted to sleep. In his dreams his thoughts traveled back to the day he met his soul mate, and the bitter months that drove them apart.
*Matt's dream*
April started off with a bang for Matt Ishida. Not only was it April Fools Day, it was the first day of classes at the University of Tokyo's Odaiba branch. Now not only did he have to deal with his seventeen year old brother's antics, but he had to suffer through three classes as well. Sighing, Matt slid out of his soft bed and set his feet on the floor. He stood and immediately slipped and fell to the floor. He touched the floor and noticed it was covered in petroleum jelly and grimaced. His brother TK's laughter erupted from his room when he heard his brother collide with the floor.
"April Fool's!" TK shouted from his room. Matt frowned until he heard TK start yelling angrily. Glancing at the super glue on his nightstand, Matt's frown turned into a wicked grin.
"April Fool's yourself!" Matt called back triumphantly. TK walked into Matt's room as he was getting up and frowned, motioning with his eyes to his hands, which were securely super glued together. His sleepy blue eyes were angry for a moment, but Matt pulled out a solvent that would undo the glue, and dabbed it on TK's hands.
"There ya go. Now next time I find you doing some stupid trick to me, I'll superglue your hand to something . . . not so nice." Matt threatened good naturedly. TK pulled his hands apart and went into the bathroom to wash them. Matt changed into a black button down shirt and black jeans. He ran a comb through his messy blonde hair, then spiked it up into a messy style again. TK came out of his room dressed in a white shirt and blue jeans, his hair just as messy as his brother. For a moment, the dark side met the light side. TK grabbed some toast and his car keys before leaving Matt to go to his school. Matt snagged a piece of fruit, then took his keys, locking the apartment he shared with his brother before heading toward the college.
'People drive so f-ing slow!' Matt swore to himself as he got caught behind a fourth geriatric in an Oldsmobile. Sighing with frustration, Matt looked at his watch and noticed he only had a few more minutes to get to school, otherwise he would be late . . . again. He pulled into the entrance of the college and drove speedily around the curvy driveway and into the first parking lot. No, there were no spots there, what was he thinking? Matt growled and drove into the second lot, where there were still no places.
"What in the freakin' world!?" Matt said out loud before going into the farthest parking lot and finally finding a spot in the last row. He got out of his white Honda Civic and grabbed his things, walking briskly toward his first class, which was just a short walk from the first parking lot. In Matt's case, it was a hike from his parking place, and he was not happy at all about it.
'They should arrange parking by rank. . . juniors shouldn't be parking in the last row. . . ' Matt thought as he walked faster. He wasn't paying attention to what was going on around him and suddenly collided with something soft and fell to the ground hard.
"Hey watch it! There's plenty of sidewalk for both of us!" Matt heard a feminine voice bark. He looked over next to him where the voice originated and saw a young woman his age sitting on the ground, her books and papers scattered everywhere. She had flame red hair that was pulled into a sporty ponytail and was wearing jeans and a baby tee shirt that said something about Wisconsin on it. Her rust colored eyes glared into Matt's sapphire eyes angrily. Cursing to himself, Matt stood up and grabbed his things.
"Sorry. . . " Matt muttered as he started to jog toward the classroom building, leaving the girl he collided with still sitting on the ground. The girl watched the boy jog away and gathered her things. Now she was going to be even later to her class. As she walked briskly toward the building she mentally swore at the blonde who had knocked her down and not even had the decency to help her up.
Matt walked into his class through the back door and took a seat in the corner desk. The teacher looked up at him but didn't stop his introduction to comment on Matt's tardiness. Matt slumped in his seat and threaded his hand through his hair with frustration. He didn't see the point of even going to college if he was going to be in the army anyway. But they were paying for it, and he had no choice. He'd been through Basic, and was going to be shipped out sometime in the next year to some place where he would keep peace. That was his life until he got out of the army, after three years. Then he would be a musician, also a profession that didn't require schooling. Matt suddenly realized that the class was silent, and that everyone was watching him with interest.
"I assume you're Ishida Matt?" the professor snipped, pointing to Matt. Matt nodded and sighed as the class giggled childishly.
"Then you're not in your assigned seat. You belong over here next to Miss Takenouchi." The professor said, smugly pointing to another seat in the very front of the room. Matt gathered his things and stood, but stopped in his tracks when he saw who he was going to be sitting next to.
'Seriously, is anyone up there lookin' out for me?' Matt said to himself as he took a seat next to the very girl he'd knocked down a mere ten minutes before. Matt looked at her, and she returned his stare with an angry glare.
'It's going to be a long quarter. . . ' Matt thought as the lecture began.
*So what do you think? So far things aren't exactly great, Sora isn't too thrilled with Matt's rudeness, and Matt's (honestly) a jerk. Can anything make these two become friends? Read the next chapter to find out! Thanks!*
Love Me When I'm Gone
Clouds rolled through the sky, racing each other from one side of the earth to the other it seemed. The storm had come up suddenly, and was picking up intensity. Sitting in her bedroom, Sora Takenouchi, a young woman of 20, looked out her window at the impending tempest. For a moment she wished she was one of the clouds being blown away. Anything to get her out of Odaiba and away from him, the one who had caused her so much pain in the past month she could barely tolerate waking up each morning. Running a hand through her strawberry locks absently, Sora watched the storm unleash its fury onto her neighborhood. Rain pelted everything outside with much force. Trees bent crazily as the wind howled and blew garbage cans across the streets. Sora's crimson eyes looked wistfully out into the rainstorm as she opened her journal and began to write.
'Today was my breaking point on every possible level. . . ' Sora wrote slowly, her controlled cursive deceiving anyone who would happen to read it. At that point in time, she wasn't controlled, she was flying out of hand and couldn't stabilize herself.
"It's so funny how one person can make you lose your mind. . . " Sora remarked to herself as she continued to write the details of her day onto the clean paper.
Half an hour away, a young blonde was also sitting at home lying in bed. All he could think about was her, how she had captured his heart and didn't even know it. Every time he tried to find the words to express his adoration of her, something would come between them, making things more and more difficult. In a way, he was driving her away from him, and he knew it. Somewhere in the back of his mind he was screaming for his heart to stop caving in to what his head wanted. But that never happened, and for Matt Ishida, Sora Takenouchi seemed to get farther and farther away from him. Matt's soulful blue eyes looked at the ceiling, confusion written in them.
'I should tell her before I go. I owe her that much. When I get back she'll be gone and I might lose the chance to tell her how I feel about her. I wish I hadn't joined the reserves. I wish I could stay here and hold her forever. But I can't, which is what started this whole problem in the first place. If only I had met her sooner. . . ' Matt thought as he yawned loudly and turned onto his side. It was getting late, and he had another busy day ahead of him at school.
Sighing, Matt turned out the light and pulled the blankets over his shoulders. Saying a silent prayer for guidance, Matt closed his eyes and drifted to sleep. In his dreams his thoughts traveled back to the day he met his soul mate, and the bitter months that drove them apart.
*Matt's dream*
April started off with a bang for Matt Ishida. Not only was it April Fools Day, it was the first day of classes at the University of Tokyo's Odaiba branch. Now not only did he have to deal with his seventeen year old brother's antics, but he had to suffer through three classes as well. Sighing, Matt slid out of his soft bed and set his feet on the floor. He stood and immediately slipped and fell to the floor. He touched the floor and noticed it was covered in petroleum jelly and grimaced. His brother TK's laughter erupted from his room when he heard his brother collide with the floor.
"April Fool's!" TK shouted from his room. Matt frowned until he heard TK start yelling angrily. Glancing at the super glue on his nightstand, Matt's frown turned into a wicked grin.
"April Fool's yourself!" Matt called back triumphantly. TK walked into Matt's room as he was getting up and frowned, motioning with his eyes to his hands, which were securely super glued together. His sleepy blue eyes were angry for a moment, but Matt pulled out a solvent that would undo the glue, and dabbed it on TK's hands.
"There ya go. Now next time I find you doing some stupid trick to me, I'll superglue your hand to something . . . not so nice." Matt threatened good naturedly. TK pulled his hands apart and went into the bathroom to wash them. Matt changed into a black button down shirt and black jeans. He ran a comb through his messy blonde hair, then spiked it up into a messy style again. TK came out of his room dressed in a white shirt and blue jeans, his hair just as messy as his brother. For a moment, the dark side met the light side. TK grabbed some toast and his car keys before leaving Matt to go to his school. Matt snagged a piece of fruit, then took his keys, locking the apartment he shared with his brother before heading toward the college.
'People drive so f-ing slow!' Matt swore to himself as he got caught behind a fourth geriatric in an Oldsmobile. Sighing with frustration, Matt looked at his watch and noticed he only had a few more minutes to get to school, otherwise he would be late . . . again. He pulled into the entrance of the college and drove speedily around the curvy driveway and into the first parking lot. No, there were no spots there, what was he thinking? Matt growled and drove into the second lot, where there were still no places.
"What in the freakin' world!?" Matt said out loud before going into the farthest parking lot and finally finding a spot in the last row. He got out of his white Honda Civic and grabbed his things, walking briskly toward his first class, which was just a short walk from the first parking lot. In Matt's case, it was a hike from his parking place, and he was not happy at all about it.
'They should arrange parking by rank. . . juniors shouldn't be parking in the last row. . . ' Matt thought as he walked faster. He wasn't paying attention to what was going on around him and suddenly collided with something soft and fell to the ground hard.
"Hey watch it! There's plenty of sidewalk for both of us!" Matt heard a feminine voice bark. He looked over next to him where the voice originated and saw a young woman his age sitting on the ground, her books and papers scattered everywhere. She had flame red hair that was pulled into a sporty ponytail and was wearing jeans and a baby tee shirt that said something about Wisconsin on it. Her rust colored eyes glared into Matt's sapphire eyes angrily. Cursing to himself, Matt stood up and grabbed his things.
"Sorry. . . " Matt muttered as he started to jog toward the classroom building, leaving the girl he collided with still sitting on the ground. The girl watched the boy jog away and gathered her things. Now she was going to be even later to her class. As she walked briskly toward the building she mentally swore at the blonde who had knocked her down and not even had the decency to help her up.
Matt walked into his class through the back door and took a seat in the corner desk. The teacher looked up at him but didn't stop his introduction to comment on Matt's tardiness. Matt slumped in his seat and threaded his hand through his hair with frustration. He didn't see the point of even going to college if he was going to be in the army anyway. But they were paying for it, and he had no choice. He'd been through Basic, and was going to be shipped out sometime in the next year to some place where he would keep peace. That was his life until he got out of the army, after three years. Then he would be a musician, also a profession that didn't require schooling. Matt suddenly realized that the class was silent, and that everyone was watching him with interest.
"I assume you're Ishida Matt?" the professor snipped, pointing to Matt. Matt nodded and sighed as the class giggled childishly.
"Then you're not in your assigned seat. You belong over here next to Miss Takenouchi." The professor said, smugly pointing to another seat in the very front of the room. Matt gathered his things and stood, but stopped in his tracks when he saw who he was going to be sitting next to.
'Seriously, is anyone up there lookin' out for me?' Matt said to himself as he took a seat next to the very girl he'd knocked down a mere ten minutes before. Matt looked at her, and she returned his stare with an angry glare.
'It's going to be a long quarter. . . ' Matt thought as the lecture began.
*So what do you think? So far things aren't exactly great, Sora isn't too thrilled with Matt's rudeness, and Matt's (honestly) a jerk. Can anything make these two become friends? Read the next chapter to find out! Thanks!*