Where I Belong
Part 4
By: Mylo
Hey, sorry for the very long update time. I didn't know that so many people
wanted to know the ending of this. Ay! You guys should have told me man!
This PROVES that e-mails and reviews do work... sometimes
Anyway, during the holidays i have been going back and fixing some of the
story before and have added some new bits. Well I guess they are quite large bits
Anyway, here they are
Part1: Right after Haruka's father died and she's going to school. It starts from...
"The death of her father had such a big impact on Haruka¡¦s life.
She was totally heart broken, spending countless hours cursing
the day she was born.... "
Part2: nothing much there, just a few line here and there.
Part 3: Elson is introduced. Starts from where Haruka first introduces herself:
"Haruka walked up to her seat. She can feel the eyes staring at her; she
doesn't like it, not one bit.
¡§Hello, I'm Elson" said the boy that was sitting next to her. Haruka just
nodded slightly at him and sat down."
And there are other little bits and pieces here and there after that.
Sorry again for the late updates, I had to change Haruka from a guy to a girl.
Cause I've been working on the non Haruka/Michiru version, sorry about that .
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Michiru shuddered as she entered the room. It was only mid October and it was
already freezing. More likely was that she wasn¡¦t that immune to cold weather.
A slight decrease of temperature can cause her to freeze. She rubbed her hands
together to warm herself. ¡¥A warm bath would be nice for days like this.¡¦
¡§Is she ok yet?¡¨ Michiru asked Kazuko as she walked up to her. She took a
glance at Kaori that was sitting at her desk and shook her head. Kaori sat at
her desk staring at nothing; her face was blank. School had finished; everyone
had already left but them. ¡§I guess the shock was just too much for her.¡¨
This all happened today, where Kaori had the shock of her life.
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¡§Do you know what we¡¦re doing today?¡¨ Kazuko said as she dropped her bag
onto the bench and took out her change of clothes.
Mira pulled her blouse over her head and neatly hung it on the hook, ¡§I¡¦m
not sure really, but I think it¡¦s baseball¡¨, she made a face, ¡§I don¡¦t know
about you, but I hate baseball.¡¨
¡§Ok, ok! Hurry up before we get another late. We¡¦re the last ones here you know.¡¨
Kaori said.
The three girls blinked at her statement and all turned to look at her. ¡§Are you
feeling ok? You¡¦re the last person that I would expect to hear that from.¡¨ Mira
said as the other two nodded in agreement. Kaori had always been the laziest one
out of their group, never liked sport and always looking for excuses to skip the
lessons. Kazuko narrowed her eyes then she sighed. ¡§Seems like Kaori has a new
crush.¡¨ Kaori¡¦s eyes widen and practically jumped onto Kazuko to cover her mouth.
Michiru smiled while Mira laughed out loudly, holding her stomach. Kazuko was trying
to defend herself from a now blushing Kaori. She had first denied that she liked
the new boy when the other girls asked, but now it seemed that she had been lying.
¡§Just admit it!¡¨ Kazuko laughed as she narrowly dodge away from the blushing girl.
¡§He¡¦s only in this school for a week, you know?¡¨ It was no doubt about whom they
were talking about. ¡§Ah! Stop it already!¡¨ Kaori covered her face with both hands
to hide her redden cheeks.
¡§We¡¦re the last ones here, I really think that we should go now, it¡¦s late, and
I think Kaori would like to see him now.¡¨ Michiru said. Mira straightened up and
breathed deeply to recover her breath. The girls folded their clothes neatly and
placed them in their lockers.
Suddenly one of the cubicle door opened, so, they weren¡¦t the only ones left in
the changing room. The four girls froze and stared with awe at the figure that
stepped out of the cubicle. Mira gripped her bag tight and opened her mouth getting
ready to scream, but no sound came out. Haruka walked up to her locker and stuffed
her bags in it. The other girls¡¦ eyes widen as they watch the person that they all
once thought that was a boy. There was no doubt that this Haruka was a girl, no boy
would waltz around in the girls' toilet and no boy they knew had breasts. Haruka
ran her hands through her hair and walked out of the changing room.
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¡§Well, Haruka never said that he¡KI mean she never said that she was a boy. We
just all thought she was.¡¨ Michiru stated. She rubbed her hand together again.
'I better take Kaori home before her parents gets worried.¡¦ It was as if Kaori
heard what she thought, she suddenly stood up. ¡§I can¡¦t believe I fell for a
girl.¡¨ She whispered to herself and sighed, ¡§Anyway, lets go home.¡¨ She forced
a smile and began to walk towards the door, the two girls followed.
¡§Are you sure you¡¦re ok?¡¨ Kazuko asked.
¡§Yeah, of course. I guess I was just a bit shocked. Damn, it¡¦s so ironic. All
good looking guys are either an arrogant asshole or a girl in disguise.¡¨ Kaori
shock her head and continued on. Kazuko and Michiru looked at each other then
shrugged and followed the girl.
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Michiru sighed; it had almost been a week that she had tried to talk to Haruka.
However, she only told her to leave her alone. As if she had never heard her.
This was frustrating, she had been rejected, but why does she still want to be
friends with her? Many people were deeply disappointed when realizing that he
was a she. Many have realized that she wasn¡¦t like any other average girl, she
was so different from other people, she was always so mysterious, maybe that was
what made Michiru so determined.
In a few minutes it will be a maths lesson, and the test. It wasn¡¦t that she didn't
revise; it was that she didn¡¦t feel like doing any tests. The people around her
were all doing math questions, preparing for the test. Just when she was in deep
thought Kaori dropped her heavy math book in front of Michiru. She yelped.
¡§Michiru! You got to save me!¡¨ Kaori quickly flipped through the textbook. Kaori
was always like this, last minute revision. Michiru smiled and shook her head; she
just doesn¡¦t understand it, why couldn¡¦t she revise at home? It should be more
relaxing, but she was used to this; Kaori¡¦s last minute questions that needed to
be answered. Kaori was her old self again, which was good to see, always so happy
go lucky. Many girls went up to her and admitted that they also thought that Haruka
was a guy, which made her felt better, a lot better. It was good for her to forget
what happened, every time when the topic comes up she just laughs and commented on
how silly she was.
The black-haired girl pointed to the question on the page, ¡§Here, this one. I can't
do it.¡¨ Kaori grabbed a pen and a piece of paper and shoved it under Michiru¡¦s nose,
then knelt down to listen to the explanation.
While Michiru was doing the math question, Haruka walked in and sat down at her seat.
A math test, quite pointless, it was all too easy for her. She took a glance at Michiru;
she had been annoying her for the whole week. She didn¡¦t know what her problem was?
What did she want with her? Many of the other girls have already stopped following
her after the news about her gender spread across the school. Most left because of
her attitude, and yes she had rudely told her to leave her alone. So why didn¡¦t this
girl leave? She was different from the other girls, very different. For one, she was
prettier than anyone she knew, and two, she was intelligent. That made her more caution
about her, people always have a reason to approach you, to take advantage of you. She
was caution about everyone, especially this girl; she was too different. But does that
made her trust worthier? She didn¡¦t know. ¡¥A wolf disguised in sheep skin¡¦ a phrase
that her father used say to her, it was when you never know if it was the wolf until
it reveals itself to kill, and it would be too late. Being cautious was the only way
to overcome this.
Then the group of boys in front of her caught her eye. It was Pierre and his friends.
Haruka had quickly learnt that they didn¡¦t like her no matter if she was a girl or
not. She closed her eyes and thought to herself. Then she felt a sharp jab at the
side of her ribs, she opened her eyes and saw Pierre pushed past her to his seat.
'Immature fool!¡¦ Haruka shook her head at his childish behavior.
¡§Yo!¡¨ A familiar voice said to Haruka. No doubt it was Elson. "Hey, so now that
you're 'out' I guess it's alright to call you a girl aye?"
Haruka rolled her eyes, ¡§You know all along didn¡¦t you?¡¨
Elson just smiled.
¡§Right, journalist.¡¨ Haruka shook her head.
¡§But then you were the hot topic of the week man, well done!! I think I should
write an article on it in this month's paper.¡¨ Elson patted her on her back.
Haruka just sighed.
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¡§Haruka.¡¨ Michiru ran up to her and handed back her textbook. She stopped and took a
glance at her and grabbed her book rudely and started to leave. However this time
Michiru wasn¡¦t going to give up that easily. She needed to start a conversation,
but where should she start?
¡§Where are you going now?¡¨ Michiru said and mentally slapped herself for asking
such a stupid question, but anyhow, it was a start.
The blonde ignored her and quickened her pace. Michiru was having a hard time trying
to keep up with her. Her one stride was two of hers, soon she found herself slightly
jogging to catch up. ¡§How did you do on the test?¡¨ This must have been the worst
conversation recorded in the universe.
¡§Leave me alone.¡¨ She said flatly.
How many times had she had this kind of conversation with her? She didn¡¦t know; she
lost count. Patience, that was important, she wasn¡¦t going to let her go easily,
not this time, not until she makes her say something different.
¡§Have you¡K¡¨ Michiru began, but was interrupted when Haruka suddenly turned around.
If she hadn¡¦t reacted fast enough she was sure that she would crash face on into him.
¡§I am a girl, Michiru. So why are you still following me?¡¨ Haruka stated
¡§It doesn¡¦t matter what you are I¡K¡¨ Haruka glared at her, Michiru swallowed.
"I...I just wanted to be your friend.¡¨
Haruka laughed as if it was a joke, ¡§What can friends do for me? They¡¦re all a lie."
¡¥She might not be like that others¡KNo! they are all the same and I have no time for
this, I have a goal to reach I have no time for this.¡¦ Haruka argued with herself,
she closed her eyes.
Michiru opened her mouth but no words came out, she was lost for words, she wasn¡¦t
expecting her to say something like that. Friends? A lie? What does she mean?
¡§Just leave me alone.¡¨ Haruka turned around and continued to walk on. Her voice was
frightening. Michiru¡¦s voice was caught in her throat; she couldn¡¦t speak. However
it was not fair for her to scare her like that. It was just not fair; she was just
trying to help her, but in return she gets yelled at. Her face turned into a deep shade
of red.
¡§Alone, alone. Tenou Haruka! No one can live alone.¡¨ Michiru shouted at her, she was
frustrated, very frustrated. Why was she so stubborn that she couldn¡¦t she see sense?
¡§We all need to depend on each other sometime in our lives, and all I want is to be
your friend. It is really that hard?¡¨ She was confused, confused about herself. Why
was she even trying to do this? ¡¥Walk away you fool, you¡¦re making a fool of yourself,
just turn around and leave.¡¦ She scolded herself.
Haruka turned around sharply, ¡§No, you¡¦re wrong. We need to learn how to live on our
own; we can¡¦t always depend on others. Friends? I don¡¦t need them,¡¨ she laughed. Her
laugh was filled with mockery, a laugh that seemed to stab into Michiru¡¦s heart.
¡§You are so immature!¡¨ Michiru hissed and left, hoping that she didn¡¦t see the tears
forming at the corners of her eye. She was so angry and frustrated at him and couldn¡¦t
do anything about it, why couldn¡¦t she see any sense? What was her brain made out of?
Marshmallows? This was one of the rare times she had when she just felt like bashing her
head against the wall. She knew that she was hiding something; she knew that she needed
help. It was just that she wouldn¡¦t give in and let people help her.
¡¥Stupid!¡¦ She wasn¡¦t sure who she was talking about, Haruka or herself? Probably both.
Michiru turned a corner and stood in front of the staircase, then leaned her back against
the wall.
¡¥What had gone into me?¡¦ she put her hand on her forehead. This wasn¡¦t right, this
wasn¡¦t the real her. She usually wouldn¡¦t go though all these trouble to help someone.
Something was really wrong, but the worst of all, she snapped. She lost her temper over
someone that she hardly knew. ¡¥Immature? I¡¦m the one that¡¦s immature¡¦ She shook her
head and laughed slightly. ¡¥I will not talk to her ever again.¡¦ She thought to herself
determinately, she didn¡¦t care anymore about her, don¡¦t care if she dies, and don¡¦t
care whatever happens to her, she wasn¡¦t going to talk to her ever again.
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Haruka adjusted her bag and exited the school gates. She couldn¡¦t believe that she
actually yelled at her. That girl was just trying to help. 'No, I don¡¦t need her
sympathy' she reassured herself, and yes, she was friendly, but she couldn¡¦t let
her near her. She just couldn¡¦t, cause once they get too close to you, they will start
to hurt you, and tear you down till you¡¦re left with nothing, a void that could never be
filled again. No one was trustworthy in this wretched world; you couldn¡¦t trust anyone
but yourself. Sometimes she wonder if she could trust herself. ¡¥Immature, maybe I am,
but if that prevents people from hurting me, I would care less.¡¦
Haruka stopped when someone stepped in front of her, causing her to drop her book, it
fell hard onto the ground; she glanced up and found herself face to face with a very
angry Ken.
¡§I don¡¦t know why, but I hate you...a lot!¡¨
Haruka glared up at him.
¡§If you ever talk to Michiru like that ever again...I¡¦ll make sure you wished that you
were never born.¡¨ Ken clenched his fists, ¡§If you were a guy I would've hit you by now.
I don't like violence, I really don't. I hate hitting girls even more. But I will warn
you now."
With that, Ken and his friends left, leaving Haruka standing alone in the corridors.
She bent down to pick up her book. ¡¥I do wish that was never born.¡¦
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Michiru was walking home with Kazuko next to her, telling her how this guy in her
class threw a pea at this girl during lunchtime and it went straight into her blouse.
Michiru wasn¡¦t listening, instead she was thinking about what Haruka had said to her
earlier on.
'What are friends for? They're a lie!' Her voice echoed through her mind. It
didn't make any sense to her. However, it doesn't matter anymore, she wasn't
going to help her, since she doesn't want help. 'I'll just forget about her.'
¡§It was so funny, you should have seen how she was looking for the pea down her..."
Kazuko paused to look at her friend, she hadn¡¦t been responding for the past 10 minutes,
not even a nod. ¡§You all right?¡¨ she asked. ¡§Michi?¡¨
Michiru looked at her, ¡§Yeah that was funny.¡¨ She laughed.
¡§What was?¡¨
¡§Um¡K the flying pea.¡¨
¡§Michiru, you know I'm not going to fall for that, and no offence, but that was such
a fake laugh.¡¨ Michiru blushed deeply; she had never been good at lying or at acting.
They stopped in from of Kazuko¡¦s house; she shook her head and placed her arm around
Michiru¡¦s shoulder. ¡§Something¡¦s bothering you, want to talk about it?¡¨
Michiru kept quiet and began to fiddle with her bag strap.
¡§Alright, I¡¦ll leave you alone then, come talk to me whenever you want to, ok? See
you tomorrow!¡¨ Quickly, Kazuko disappeared into her house.
Michiru smiled and waved goodbye at her friend. It was time to go home, she adjusted her
bag on her shoulder and headed home.
Michiru stood in front of the door and hesitantly opened it. No voice came. Good. It
was only 5 pm; they shouldn¡¦t be back yet. The door closed with a click that seemed
loud in the odd silence. She took her shoes off and sighed. When was the last time that
her house was this quiet? She forgot.
Putting her bag onto the ground, Michiru went into the kitchen to pour herself a glass
of orange juice. The kitchen was in a mess. The dishes from last night¡¦s dinner were
still in the sink, unwashed. The trashcan was filled to the top.
¡§Kaiko?¡¨ The girl called out as she took out a plate from the cupboard. She opened the
fridge to take out a carton of milk. Soft footsteps could be heard against the white
tiles when a kitten entered the kitchen. It purred as it rubbed and circled around
Michiru¡¦s leg.
¡§Alright, alright.¡¨ She poured out some milk onto the plate and gently places it on
the floor. The kitten quickly began to lap up the milk, causing it to splash onto the
floor.
Michiru washed her glass as well as the other dishes. Today was her turn to cook; she
wanted to have it done before they come home. She slips into a pair of sandals and
opened the backdoor to take out the trash.
¡§Oh, Michiru. How are you doing?¡¨
The girl turn towards the voice, a woman almost at the age of 60 with a watering pot
in her hand was standing in the garden next to hers. She was wearing a brown blouse
and shorts, her long white hair was tied into a bun. ¡§Hello Mrs. Kowata. I¡¦m fine
thanks and you?¡¨
Mrs. Kowata was her neighbor. ¡§Just gardening and enjoying the outdoors.¡¨
¡§I see, where¡¦s Mr. Kowata?¡¨
¡§Him? That lazy old man is inside taking a nap. He¡¦s always sitting in front of the
TV and he¡¦s gaining a lot of weight lately too. You would think that he would be
exercising more, but he just sits around.¡¨, she laughed, Michiru smiled.
¡§Maybe you should make him help you gardening sometime.¡¨
¡§Yes, that is if I could somehow get him out of his lawn chair. The ¡¥Tell him he's
too old for it' doesn't work on him anymore. He would just tell me that he is too old.¡¨
Mrs. Kowata shook her head and Michiru chuckled.
¡§I'll talk to you later, Mrs. Kowata. I have to get back inside.¡¨
¡§Alright sweetie, see you later.¡¨
Mrs. Kowata lives next to her with her husband. They are an old loving couple. They're
both retired and are living a happy life with their children all grown up. They've
been living here for a long time, long before Michiru was born. The youngest son of
theirs had just graduated from university. Their eldest son was married and had three
children, the youngest was only two years old. A very lovable child she was.
Michiru entered her house and took off her sandals. She had met them before, when
they were here to visit old Mr. and Mrs. Kowata. Alyssa was that child¡¦s name, she
was a very active child, always laughing and running around. A happy life she must
have, with loving parents and loving grandparents. How Michiru envies her, her loving
parents and grandparents. ¡¥Why couldn¡¦t my parents be like that?¡¦
She washed her hands and took out the ingredients to make her dinner tonight, spaghetti.
After an hour of cooking, dinner was ready. She went to the living room, sat on the
couch and turned on the TV. She wasn¡¦t paying attention as she was flipping through
the channels. Nothing interesting was on. It was 7 pm now; her parents should be home
soon. Coincidently, footsteps could be heard outside. Michiru quickly turned off the
TV, grabbed her school bag and ran towards the staircase. ¡§Kaiko!¡¨ she whispered,
¡§Come here, let¡¦s go up.¡¨ She picked up the kitten and ran up the stairs to her
room.
Michiru closed the door behind her. She put down Kaiko on her bed and her bag on her
desk. She still has half an hour until dinner starts.
Why did she run up? Why was she trying to avoid them? She wasn¡¦t sure; it was just
that she didn¡¦t want to talk to them. It was as if it was impossible to talk to
them, they just won¡¦t listen. All they could do was to argue with each other; even
the smallest things could turn into big argument. It wasn¡¦t like this before, but
that was a long time ago, so long that she had forgotten when. She had forgotten the
last time she had heard her parents laughed, the last time she actually talked to
them and didn¡¦t turn into an argument. This once noble home had now turned into
nothing but a broken family.
It was 7:30pm now. Michiru went downstairs to the kitchen; her mother was setting the
table and placing the food on the table.
¡§Spaghetti tonight?¡¨ Her mother asked.
¡§Mmm...¡¨ was her reply. They sat down at the table and waited, her father was not
back yet. Michiru prayed that nothing would happen tonight. She hoped that dinner
would be peaceful today, just like it had been a year ago. It was almost 8 pm now.
Finally the door opened and her father entered the house. He put down his briefcase
and sat down at the table muttering a ¡¥sorry¡¦ when he sat. Michiru¡¦s mother just
gave him a glance, which was good. Today may be a peaceful day without a fight.
Dinner was quiet, until Michiru¡¦s mother started a conversation. ¡§So Michiru, how
was school today?¡¨
Michiru swallowed the food in her mouth, ¡§It's good.¡¨
¡§Really? Have you...¡¨
¡§Are you...¡¨ Michiru¡¦s mother began but was interrupted by her father.
¡§Kenji, how rude of you to interrupt me.¡¨
¡§Sorry Mia! I was just asking a question.¡¨
Michiru could feel that the situation now was getting tense. She doesn¡¦t like this,
especially being in the middle of their argument. Sometimes these arguments can end
up being quite violent.
¡§What is wrong with you? First you come home late, then you interrupt my conversation,
and now you shout at me?¡¨ Mia said loudly. They were no longer eating. Michiru was
looking at her parents, from her father to her mother; they were glaring at each other
as if they were going to go for each other¡¦s throat. The once delicious spaghetti
in front of them suddenly seems tasteless. The moment seemed to be getting tenser
by the second.
¡§I wasn¡¦t shouting! I was just asking Michiru a question. Why are you always like
this? Always complaining about such stupid things? Can you just try to control your
temper?¡¨
Mia¡¦s eyes widen, ¡§Control my temper? How could you expect me to control my temper
when you are always so unreliable and untrustworthy?¡¨
¡§I¡KOk, fine. I¡¦m sorry; let¡¦s just say that¡¦s it¡¦s my fault. I don¡¦t want to
argue tonight.¡¨
¡§What now? You don¡¦t even want to talk to me? What do you mean by ¡¥let¡¦s just say
it¡¦s my fault¡¦? It is your fault!¡¨
Michiru just sat there, staring at her food and picking it with her fork. She was too
scared to look up at her angry parents. Why does it always have to end up like this?
Why can¡¦t they just compromise with each other? Why can¡¦t they be like Mr and Mrs
Kowata and be a loving couple?
She tightened her grip on her fork.
¡§Why are you so demanding? You think that everything you do is right and you never
listen to anything I have to say.¡¨ Kenji shouted back at Mia.
Michiru¡¦s mother stood up from her chair and slammed her hands onto the table.
"Not listen? You're the one that's always interrupting me. Do you have any manners?
Did your mother not teach it to you?"
Kenji's face began to glow red. Michiru can only shrink down lower in her chair,
she hated this, being stuck in the middle. Nothing she says will change anything.
¡§Watch your mouth women! Don¡¦t you insult her!¡¨ With this Kenji also stood up
from his chair, gripping his fork as if it was a weapon.
This was too much for Michiru; she left her chair and ran up to her room. The arguing
couple didn¡¦t seem to notice her departure. She slammed the door close and locked it.
She turned on some music and threw herself onto her bed. The soothing music doesn¡¦t
seem to be able to cover the noise that was coming from downstairs. Michiru tried to
close her eyes to concentrate on the music that filled the room, but it didn¡¦t
seem to work.
She couldn¡¦t hear the exact words that they were saying, but had an idea of what it
was about. It surprised her how two people that were once in love can be so cruel to
each other, calling each other names that no one thought was possible. It was amazing
to her how love and hate are only a short distance away. The noise from downstairs
had stopped followed by a loud bang from the door. Michiru knew that her father must
have left the house. Everything was suddenly so quiet and the only sound she heard
was the music coming out from her stereo.
She suddenly heard a soft scratch at her door. Turning down the music a little, Michiru
left her bed to open the door. Her eyes widened slightly when no one was there, she
was expecting to see her mother; she then heard a soft purr and felt something rubbing
against her leg. Kaiko had somehow gone up to her room. Michiru smiled and picked up
the kitten. ¡§I see, they even scared you didn¡¦t they?¡¨ she whispered to her kitten.
Just when she was about to turn around she heard a loud crash. It must have been her
mother. She wondered to herself if she should go down to see what was wrong.
Finally Michiru entered her room and put down Kaiko. ¡§Stay here for now. I¡¦ll be
right back.¡¨ She gently kissed it on its head and headed downstairs. She slowed her
pace as she came near the kitchen; to her surprise her mother was sitting on the floor
sobbing. She was griping hard onto a piece of broken plate; her hand was bleeding, the
blood slowly trickling down her hand and onto the white kitchen tiles.
Mia turned to the footsteps at the kitchen door. She quickly wiped away the tears with
her good hand. She didn¡¦t want her child to see her like this, it just didn¡¦t feel
right. But the tears was out of her control, no matter how hard she tried to stop it,
it still rolled down her cheeks. It seemed that the harder she tried to stop, the more
she wanted to cry.
¡§Mother.¡¨ Michiru walked up to her mother and took her injured hand. She slowly took
the broken plate out of her hand and looked at the wound. It wasn¡¦t deep but the cut
was quite big. Michiru quickly went to the drawer to take out some disinfectant and
some bandages. She cleaned the cut and carefully put on the bandage on her delicate
hand. Her mother was still on the floor crying, she knew that it wasn¡¦t because of
the pain in her hand but the pain inside her heart. If only there was a way to make
this all better, seeing her mother cry also made her want to cry.
Michiru cleaned up the blood that was on the floor and sat down next to her mother.
She handed her a napkin.
¡§Thanks¡¨ Mia managed to choke. She tried to stand up, but all the crying made her
weak. Michiru was quickly by her side to help her to her room.
Mia had stopped crying by the time they reached her room. Michiru calmly sat her mother
down and bought her a box of tissues just in case.
¡§Mich, I would like to be alone for a while, is that okay with you?¡¨ Mia asked. Michiru
nodded and left the room.
Michiru quietly closed the door behind her and walked down to clean up the kitchen.
Once she was done she went to her room and quickly packed up a few things. She picked up
the phone and dialed the familiar number.
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Well this chapter is mostly on Michiru, can't help it. Sorry if this is that interesting
I'll try to make the other chapters better. I have a few ideas but at the moment...I'm
stuck on filling in gaps. I have main points but nothingto fill the gaps with..anyway
E-mail: threelights_seiya@yahoo.com
Questions, comments are welcomed
(Especially when you read something is weird and not make much sense
I'll try to fix it so that it does make sense)
Part 4
By: Mylo
Hey, sorry for the very long update time. I didn't know that so many people
wanted to know the ending of this. Ay! You guys should have told me man!
This PROVES that e-mails and reviews do work... sometimes
Anyway, during the holidays i have been going back and fixing some of the
story before and have added some new bits. Well I guess they are quite large bits
Anyway, here they are
Part1: Right after Haruka's father died and she's going to school. It starts from...
"The death of her father had such a big impact on Haruka¡¦s life.
She was totally heart broken, spending countless hours cursing
the day she was born.... "
Part2: nothing much there, just a few line here and there.
Part 3: Elson is introduced. Starts from where Haruka first introduces herself:
"Haruka walked up to her seat. She can feel the eyes staring at her; she
doesn't like it, not one bit.
¡§Hello, I'm Elson" said the boy that was sitting next to her. Haruka just
nodded slightly at him and sat down."
And there are other little bits and pieces here and there after that.
Sorry again for the late updates, I had to change Haruka from a guy to a girl.
Cause I've been working on the non Haruka/Michiru version, sorry about that .
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Michiru shuddered as she entered the room. It was only mid October and it was
already freezing. More likely was that she wasn¡¦t that immune to cold weather.
A slight decrease of temperature can cause her to freeze. She rubbed her hands
together to warm herself. ¡¥A warm bath would be nice for days like this.¡¦
¡§Is she ok yet?¡¨ Michiru asked Kazuko as she walked up to her. She took a
glance at Kaori that was sitting at her desk and shook her head. Kaori sat at
her desk staring at nothing; her face was blank. School had finished; everyone
had already left but them. ¡§I guess the shock was just too much for her.¡¨
This all happened today, where Kaori had the shock of her life.
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¡§Do you know what we¡¦re doing today?¡¨ Kazuko said as she dropped her bag
onto the bench and took out her change of clothes.
Mira pulled her blouse over her head and neatly hung it on the hook, ¡§I¡¦m
not sure really, but I think it¡¦s baseball¡¨, she made a face, ¡§I don¡¦t know
about you, but I hate baseball.¡¨
¡§Ok, ok! Hurry up before we get another late. We¡¦re the last ones here you know.¡¨
Kaori said.
The three girls blinked at her statement and all turned to look at her. ¡§Are you
feeling ok? You¡¦re the last person that I would expect to hear that from.¡¨ Mira
said as the other two nodded in agreement. Kaori had always been the laziest one
out of their group, never liked sport and always looking for excuses to skip the
lessons. Kazuko narrowed her eyes then she sighed. ¡§Seems like Kaori has a new
crush.¡¨ Kaori¡¦s eyes widen and practically jumped onto Kazuko to cover her mouth.
Michiru smiled while Mira laughed out loudly, holding her stomach. Kazuko was trying
to defend herself from a now blushing Kaori. She had first denied that she liked
the new boy when the other girls asked, but now it seemed that she had been lying.
¡§Just admit it!¡¨ Kazuko laughed as she narrowly dodge away from the blushing girl.
¡§He¡¦s only in this school for a week, you know?¡¨ It was no doubt about whom they
were talking about. ¡§Ah! Stop it already!¡¨ Kaori covered her face with both hands
to hide her redden cheeks.
¡§We¡¦re the last ones here, I really think that we should go now, it¡¦s late, and
I think Kaori would like to see him now.¡¨ Michiru said. Mira straightened up and
breathed deeply to recover her breath. The girls folded their clothes neatly and
placed them in their lockers.
Suddenly one of the cubicle door opened, so, they weren¡¦t the only ones left in
the changing room. The four girls froze and stared with awe at the figure that
stepped out of the cubicle. Mira gripped her bag tight and opened her mouth getting
ready to scream, but no sound came out. Haruka walked up to her locker and stuffed
her bags in it. The other girls¡¦ eyes widen as they watch the person that they all
once thought that was a boy. There was no doubt that this Haruka was a girl, no boy
would waltz around in the girls' toilet and no boy they knew had breasts. Haruka
ran her hands through her hair and walked out of the changing room.
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¡§Well, Haruka never said that he¡KI mean she never said that she was a boy. We
just all thought she was.¡¨ Michiru stated. She rubbed her hand together again.
'I better take Kaori home before her parents gets worried.¡¦ It was as if Kaori
heard what she thought, she suddenly stood up. ¡§I can¡¦t believe I fell for a
girl.¡¨ She whispered to herself and sighed, ¡§Anyway, lets go home.¡¨ She forced
a smile and began to walk towards the door, the two girls followed.
¡§Are you sure you¡¦re ok?¡¨ Kazuko asked.
¡§Yeah, of course. I guess I was just a bit shocked. Damn, it¡¦s so ironic. All
good looking guys are either an arrogant asshole or a girl in disguise.¡¨ Kaori
shock her head and continued on. Kazuko and Michiru looked at each other then
shrugged and followed the girl.
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Michiru sighed; it had almost been a week that she had tried to talk to Haruka.
However, she only told her to leave her alone. As if she had never heard her.
This was frustrating, she had been rejected, but why does she still want to be
friends with her? Many people were deeply disappointed when realizing that he
was a she. Many have realized that she wasn¡¦t like any other average girl, she
was so different from other people, she was always so mysterious, maybe that was
what made Michiru so determined.
In a few minutes it will be a maths lesson, and the test. It wasn¡¦t that she didn't
revise; it was that she didn¡¦t feel like doing any tests. The people around her
were all doing math questions, preparing for the test. Just when she was in deep
thought Kaori dropped her heavy math book in front of Michiru. She yelped.
¡§Michiru! You got to save me!¡¨ Kaori quickly flipped through the textbook. Kaori
was always like this, last minute revision. Michiru smiled and shook her head; she
just doesn¡¦t understand it, why couldn¡¦t she revise at home? It should be more
relaxing, but she was used to this; Kaori¡¦s last minute questions that needed to
be answered. Kaori was her old self again, which was good to see, always so happy
go lucky. Many girls went up to her and admitted that they also thought that Haruka
was a guy, which made her felt better, a lot better. It was good for her to forget
what happened, every time when the topic comes up she just laughs and commented on
how silly she was.
The black-haired girl pointed to the question on the page, ¡§Here, this one. I can't
do it.¡¨ Kaori grabbed a pen and a piece of paper and shoved it under Michiru¡¦s nose,
then knelt down to listen to the explanation.
While Michiru was doing the math question, Haruka walked in and sat down at her seat.
A math test, quite pointless, it was all too easy for her. She took a glance at Michiru;
she had been annoying her for the whole week. She didn¡¦t know what her problem was?
What did she want with her? Many of the other girls have already stopped following
her after the news about her gender spread across the school. Most left because of
her attitude, and yes she had rudely told her to leave her alone. So why didn¡¦t this
girl leave? She was different from the other girls, very different. For one, she was
prettier than anyone she knew, and two, she was intelligent. That made her more caution
about her, people always have a reason to approach you, to take advantage of you. She
was caution about everyone, especially this girl; she was too different. But does that
made her trust worthier? She didn¡¦t know. ¡¥A wolf disguised in sheep skin¡¦ a phrase
that her father used say to her, it was when you never know if it was the wolf until
it reveals itself to kill, and it would be too late. Being cautious was the only way
to overcome this.
Then the group of boys in front of her caught her eye. It was Pierre and his friends.
Haruka had quickly learnt that they didn¡¦t like her no matter if she was a girl or
not. She closed her eyes and thought to herself. Then she felt a sharp jab at the
side of her ribs, she opened her eyes and saw Pierre pushed past her to his seat.
'Immature fool!¡¦ Haruka shook her head at his childish behavior.
¡§Yo!¡¨ A familiar voice said to Haruka. No doubt it was Elson. "Hey, so now that
you're 'out' I guess it's alright to call you a girl aye?"
Haruka rolled her eyes, ¡§You know all along didn¡¦t you?¡¨
Elson just smiled.
¡§Right, journalist.¡¨ Haruka shook her head.
¡§But then you were the hot topic of the week man, well done!! I think I should
write an article on it in this month's paper.¡¨ Elson patted her on her back.
Haruka just sighed.
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¡§Haruka.¡¨ Michiru ran up to her and handed back her textbook. She stopped and took a
glance at her and grabbed her book rudely and started to leave. However this time
Michiru wasn¡¦t going to give up that easily. She needed to start a conversation,
but where should she start?
¡§Where are you going now?¡¨ Michiru said and mentally slapped herself for asking
such a stupid question, but anyhow, it was a start.
The blonde ignored her and quickened her pace. Michiru was having a hard time trying
to keep up with her. Her one stride was two of hers, soon she found herself slightly
jogging to catch up. ¡§How did you do on the test?¡¨ This must have been the worst
conversation recorded in the universe.
¡§Leave me alone.¡¨ She said flatly.
How many times had she had this kind of conversation with her? She didn¡¦t know; she
lost count. Patience, that was important, she wasn¡¦t going to let her go easily,
not this time, not until she makes her say something different.
¡§Have you¡K¡¨ Michiru began, but was interrupted when Haruka suddenly turned around.
If she hadn¡¦t reacted fast enough she was sure that she would crash face on into him.
¡§I am a girl, Michiru. So why are you still following me?¡¨ Haruka stated
¡§It doesn¡¦t matter what you are I¡K¡¨ Haruka glared at her, Michiru swallowed.
"I...I just wanted to be your friend.¡¨
Haruka laughed as if it was a joke, ¡§What can friends do for me? They¡¦re all a lie."
¡¥She might not be like that others¡KNo! they are all the same and I have no time for
this, I have a goal to reach I have no time for this.¡¦ Haruka argued with herself,
she closed her eyes.
Michiru opened her mouth but no words came out, she was lost for words, she wasn¡¦t
expecting her to say something like that. Friends? A lie? What does she mean?
¡§Just leave me alone.¡¨ Haruka turned around and continued to walk on. Her voice was
frightening. Michiru¡¦s voice was caught in her throat; she couldn¡¦t speak. However
it was not fair for her to scare her like that. It was just not fair; she was just
trying to help her, but in return she gets yelled at. Her face turned into a deep shade
of red.
¡§Alone, alone. Tenou Haruka! No one can live alone.¡¨ Michiru shouted at her, she was
frustrated, very frustrated. Why was she so stubborn that she couldn¡¦t she see sense?
¡§We all need to depend on each other sometime in our lives, and all I want is to be
your friend. It is really that hard?¡¨ She was confused, confused about herself. Why
was she even trying to do this? ¡¥Walk away you fool, you¡¦re making a fool of yourself,
just turn around and leave.¡¦ She scolded herself.
Haruka turned around sharply, ¡§No, you¡¦re wrong. We need to learn how to live on our
own; we can¡¦t always depend on others. Friends? I don¡¦t need them,¡¨ she laughed. Her
laugh was filled with mockery, a laugh that seemed to stab into Michiru¡¦s heart.
¡§You are so immature!¡¨ Michiru hissed and left, hoping that she didn¡¦t see the tears
forming at the corners of her eye. She was so angry and frustrated at him and couldn¡¦t
do anything about it, why couldn¡¦t she see any sense? What was her brain made out of?
Marshmallows? This was one of the rare times she had when she just felt like bashing her
head against the wall. She knew that she was hiding something; she knew that she needed
help. It was just that she wouldn¡¦t give in and let people help her.
¡¥Stupid!¡¦ She wasn¡¦t sure who she was talking about, Haruka or herself? Probably both.
Michiru turned a corner and stood in front of the staircase, then leaned her back against
the wall.
¡¥What had gone into me?¡¦ she put her hand on her forehead. This wasn¡¦t right, this
wasn¡¦t the real her. She usually wouldn¡¦t go though all these trouble to help someone.
Something was really wrong, but the worst of all, she snapped. She lost her temper over
someone that she hardly knew. ¡¥Immature? I¡¦m the one that¡¦s immature¡¦ She shook her
head and laughed slightly. ¡¥I will not talk to her ever again.¡¦ She thought to herself
determinately, she didn¡¦t care anymore about her, don¡¦t care if she dies, and don¡¦t
care whatever happens to her, she wasn¡¦t going to talk to her ever again.
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Haruka adjusted her bag and exited the school gates. She couldn¡¦t believe that she
actually yelled at her. That girl was just trying to help. 'No, I don¡¦t need her
sympathy' she reassured herself, and yes, she was friendly, but she couldn¡¦t let
her near her. She just couldn¡¦t, cause once they get too close to you, they will start
to hurt you, and tear you down till you¡¦re left with nothing, a void that could never be
filled again. No one was trustworthy in this wretched world; you couldn¡¦t trust anyone
but yourself. Sometimes she wonder if she could trust herself. ¡¥Immature, maybe I am,
but if that prevents people from hurting me, I would care less.¡¦
Haruka stopped when someone stepped in front of her, causing her to drop her book, it
fell hard onto the ground; she glanced up and found herself face to face with a very
angry Ken.
¡§I don¡¦t know why, but I hate you...a lot!¡¨
Haruka glared up at him.
¡§If you ever talk to Michiru like that ever again...I¡¦ll make sure you wished that you
were never born.¡¨ Ken clenched his fists, ¡§If you were a guy I would've hit you by now.
I don't like violence, I really don't. I hate hitting girls even more. But I will warn
you now."
With that, Ken and his friends left, leaving Haruka standing alone in the corridors.
She bent down to pick up her book. ¡¥I do wish that was never born.¡¦
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Michiru was walking home with Kazuko next to her, telling her how this guy in her
class threw a pea at this girl during lunchtime and it went straight into her blouse.
Michiru wasn¡¦t listening, instead she was thinking about what Haruka had said to her
earlier on.
'What are friends for? They're a lie!' Her voice echoed through her mind. It
didn't make any sense to her. However, it doesn't matter anymore, she wasn't
going to help her, since she doesn't want help. 'I'll just forget about her.'
¡§It was so funny, you should have seen how she was looking for the pea down her..."
Kazuko paused to look at her friend, she hadn¡¦t been responding for the past 10 minutes,
not even a nod. ¡§You all right?¡¨ she asked. ¡§Michi?¡¨
Michiru looked at her, ¡§Yeah that was funny.¡¨ She laughed.
¡§What was?¡¨
¡§Um¡K the flying pea.¡¨
¡§Michiru, you know I'm not going to fall for that, and no offence, but that was such
a fake laugh.¡¨ Michiru blushed deeply; she had never been good at lying or at acting.
They stopped in from of Kazuko¡¦s house; she shook her head and placed her arm around
Michiru¡¦s shoulder. ¡§Something¡¦s bothering you, want to talk about it?¡¨
Michiru kept quiet and began to fiddle with her bag strap.
¡§Alright, I¡¦ll leave you alone then, come talk to me whenever you want to, ok? See
you tomorrow!¡¨ Quickly, Kazuko disappeared into her house.
Michiru smiled and waved goodbye at her friend. It was time to go home, she adjusted her
bag on her shoulder and headed home.
Michiru stood in front of the door and hesitantly opened it. No voice came. Good. It
was only 5 pm; they shouldn¡¦t be back yet. The door closed with a click that seemed
loud in the odd silence. She took her shoes off and sighed. When was the last time that
her house was this quiet? She forgot.
Putting her bag onto the ground, Michiru went into the kitchen to pour herself a glass
of orange juice. The kitchen was in a mess. The dishes from last night¡¦s dinner were
still in the sink, unwashed. The trashcan was filled to the top.
¡§Kaiko?¡¨ The girl called out as she took out a plate from the cupboard. She opened the
fridge to take out a carton of milk. Soft footsteps could be heard against the white
tiles when a kitten entered the kitchen. It purred as it rubbed and circled around
Michiru¡¦s leg.
¡§Alright, alright.¡¨ She poured out some milk onto the plate and gently places it on
the floor. The kitten quickly began to lap up the milk, causing it to splash onto the
floor.
Michiru washed her glass as well as the other dishes. Today was her turn to cook; she
wanted to have it done before they come home. She slips into a pair of sandals and
opened the backdoor to take out the trash.
¡§Oh, Michiru. How are you doing?¡¨
The girl turn towards the voice, a woman almost at the age of 60 with a watering pot
in her hand was standing in the garden next to hers. She was wearing a brown blouse
and shorts, her long white hair was tied into a bun. ¡§Hello Mrs. Kowata. I¡¦m fine
thanks and you?¡¨
Mrs. Kowata was her neighbor. ¡§Just gardening and enjoying the outdoors.¡¨
¡§I see, where¡¦s Mr. Kowata?¡¨
¡§Him? That lazy old man is inside taking a nap. He¡¦s always sitting in front of the
TV and he¡¦s gaining a lot of weight lately too. You would think that he would be
exercising more, but he just sits around.¡¨, she laughed, Michiru smiled.
¡§Maybe you should make him help you gardening sometime.¡¨
¡§Yes, that is if I could somehow get him out of his lawn chair. The ¡¥Tell him he's
too old for it' doesn't work on him anymore. He would just tell me that he is too old.¡¨
Mrs. Kowata shook her head and Michiru chuckled.
¡§I'll talk to you later, Mrs. Kowata. I have to get back inside.¡¨
¡§Alright sweetie, see you later.¡¨
Mrs. Kowata lives next to her with her husband. They are an old loving couple. They're
both retired and are living a happy life with their children all grown up. They've
been living here for a long time, long before Michiru was born. The youngest son of
theirs had just graduated from university. Their eldest son was married and had three
children, the youngest was only two years old. A very lovable child she was.
Michiru entered her house and took off her sandals. She had met them before, when
they were here to visit old Mr. and Mrs. Kowata. Alyssa was that child¡¦s name, she
was a very active child, always laughing and running around. A happy life she must
have, with loving parents and loving grandparents. How Michiru envies her, her loving
parents and grandparents. ¡¥Why couldn¡¦t my parents be like that?¡¦
She washed her hands and took out the ingredients to make her dinner tonight, spaghetti.
After an hour of cooking, dinner was ready. She went to the living room, sat on the
couch and turned on the TV. She wasn¡¦t paying attention as she was flipping through
the channels. Nothing interesting was on. It was 7 pm now; her parents should be home
soon. Coincidently, footsteps could be heard outside. Michiru quickly turned off the
TV, grabbed her school bag and ran towards the staircase. ¡§Kaiko!¡¨ she whispered,
¡§Come here, let¡¦s go up.¡¨ She picked up the kitten and ran up the stairs to her
room.
Michiru closed the door behind her. She put down Kaiko on her bed and her bag on her
desk. She still has half an hour until dinner starts.
Why did she run up? Why was she trying to avoid them? She wasn¡¦t sure; it was just
that she didn¡¦t want to talk to them. It was as if it was impossible to talk to
them, they just won¡¦t listen. All they could do was to argue with each other; even
the smallest things could turn into big argument. It wasn¡¦t like this before, but
that was a long time ago, so long that she had forgotten when. She had forgotten the
last time she had heard her parents laughed, the last time she actually talked to
them and didn¡¦t turn into an argument. This once noble home had now turned into
nothing but a broken family.
It was 7:30pm now. Michiru went downstairs to the kitchen; her mother was setting the
table and placing the food on the table.
¡§Spaghetti tonight?¡¨ Her mother asked.
¡§Mmm...¡¨ was her reply. They sat down at the table and waited, her father was not
back yet. Michiru prayed that nothing would happen tonight. She hoped that dinner
would be peaceful today, just like it had been a year ago. It was almost 8 pm now.
Finally the door opened and her father entered the house. He put down his briefcase
and sat down at the table muttering a ¡¥sorry¡¦ when he sat. Michiru¡¦s mother just
gave him a glance, which was good. Today may be a peaceful day without a fight.
Dinner was quiet, until Michiru¡¦s mother started a conversation. ¡§So Michiru, how
was school today?¡¨
Michiru swallowed the food in her mouth, ¡§It's good.¡¨
¡§Really? Have you...¡¨
¡§Are you...¡¨ Michiru¡¦s mother began but was interrupted by her father.
¡§Kenji, how rude of you to interrupt me.¡¨
¡§Sorry Mia! I was just asking a question.¡¨
Michiru could feel that the situation now was getting tense. She doesn¡¦t like this,
especially being in the middle of their argument. Sometimes these arguments can end
up being quite violent.
¡§What is wrong with you? First you come home late, then you interrupt my conversation,
and now you shout at me?¡¨ Mia said loudly. They were no longer eating. Michiru was
looking at her parents, from her father to her mother; they were glaring at each other
as if they were going to go for each other¡¦s throat. The once delicious spaghetti
in front of them suddenly seems tasteless. The moment seemed to be getting tenser
by the second.
¡§I wasn¡¦t shouting! I was just asking Michiru a question. Why are you always like
this? Always complaining about such stupid things? Can you just try to control your
temper?¡¨
Mia¡¦s eyes widen, ¡§Control my temper? How could you expect me to control my temper
when you are always so unreliable and untrustworthy?¡¨
¡§I¡KOk, fine. I¡¦m sorry; let¡¦s just say that¡¦s it¡¦s my fault. I don¡¦t want to
argue tonight.¡¨
¡§What now? You don¡¦t even want to talk to me? What do you mean by ¡¥let¡¦s just say
it¡¦s my fault¡¦? It is your fault!¡¨
Michiru just sat there, staring at her food and picking it with her fork. She was too
scared to look up at her angry parents. Why does it always have to end up like this?
Why can¡¦t they just compromise with each other? Why can¡¦t they be like Mr and Mrs
Kowata and be a loving couple?
She tightened her grip on her fork.
¡§Why are you so demanding? You think that everything you do is right and you never
listen to anything I have to say.¡¨ Kenji shouted back at Mia.
Michiru¡¦s mother stood up from her chair and slammed her hands onto the table.
"Not listen? You're the one that's always interrupting me. Do you have any manners?
Did your mother not teach it to you?"
Kenji's face began to glow red. Michiru can only shrink down lower in her chair,
she hated this, being stuck in the middle. Nothing she says will change anything.
¡§Watch your mouth women! Don¡¦t you insult her!¡¨ With this Kenji also stood up
from his chair, gripping his fork as if it was a weapon.
This was too much for Michiru; she left her chair and ran up to her room. The arguing
couple didn¡¦t seem to notice her departure. She slammed the door close and locked it.
She turned on some music and threw herself onto her bed. The soothing music doesn¡¦t
seem to be able to cover the noise that was coming from downstairs. Michiru tried to
close her eyes to concentrate on the music that filled the room, but it didn¡¦t
seem to work.
She couldn¡¦t hear the exact words that they were saying, but had an idea of what it
was about. It surprised her how two people that were once in love can be so cruel to
each other, calling each other names that no one thought was possible. It was amazing
to her how love and hate are only a short distance away. The noise from downstairs
had stopped followed by a loud bang from the door. Michiru knew that her father must
have left the house. Everything was suddenly so quiet and the only sound she heard
was the music coming out from her stereo.
She suddenly heard a soft scratch at her door. Turning down the music a little, Michiru
left her bed to open the door. Her eyes widened slightly when no one was there, she
was expecting to see her mother; she then heard a soft purr and felt something rubbing
against her leg. Kaiko had somehow gone up to her room. Michiru smiled and picked up
the kitten. ¡§I see, they even scared you didn¡¦t they?¡¨ she whispered to her kitten.
Just when she was about to turn around she heard a loud crash. It must have been her
mother. She wondered to herself if she should go down to see what was wrong.
Finally Michiru entered her room and put down Kaiko. ¡§Stay here for now. I¡¦ll be
right back.¡¨ She gently kissed it on its head and headed downstairs. She slowed her
pace as she came near the kitchen; to her surprise her mother was sitting on the floor
sobbing. She was griping hard onto a piece of broken plate; her hand was bleeding, the
blood slowly trickling down her hand and onto the white kitchen tiles.
Mia turned to the footsteps at the kitchen door. She quickly wiped away the tears with
her good hand. She didn¡¦t want her child to see her like this, it just didn¡¦t feel
right. But the tears was out of her control, no matter how hard she tried to stop it,
it still rolled down her cheeks. It seemed that the harder she tried to stop, the more
she wanted to cry.
¡§Mother.¡¨ Michiru walked up to her mother and took her injured hand. She slowly took
the broken plate out of her hand and looked at the wound. It wasn¡¦t deep but the cut
was quite big. Michiru quickly went to the drawer to take out some disinfectant and
some bandages. She cleaned the cut and carefully put on the bandage on her delicate
hand. Her mother was still on the floor crying, she knew that it wasn¡¦t because of
the pain in her hand but the pain inside her heart. If only there was a way to make
this all better, seeing her mother cry also made her want to cry.
Michiru cleaned up the blood that was on the floor and sat down next to her mother.
She handed her a napkin.
¡§Thanks¡¨ Mia managed to choke. She tried to stand up, but all the crying made her
weak. Michiru was quickly by her side to help her to her room.
Mia had stopped crying by the time they reached her room. Michiru calmly sat her mother
down and bought her a box of tissues just in case.
¡§Mich, I would like to be alone for a while, is that okay with you?¡¨ Mia asked. Michiru
nodded and left the room.
Michiru quietly closed the door behind her and walked down to clean up the kitchen.
Once she was done she went to her room and quickly packed up a few things. She picked up
the phone and dialed the familiar number.
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Well this chapter is mostly on Michiru, can't help it. Sorry if this is that interesting
I'll try to make the other chapters better. I have a few ideas but at the moment...I'm
stuck on filling in gaps. I have main points but nothingto fill the gaps with..anyway
E-mail: threelights_seiya@yahoo.com
Questions, comments are welcomed
(Especially when you read something is weird and not make much sense
I'll try to fix it so that it does make sense)