Forgotten Forget Me nots
By Cali the Muse
Cali: Hello again! Well, my other story got more reviews then I expected, so I decided to try my hand at it again. Thanks to everyone who got me started! Well, I was staring at the angst section, and realized that it was pathetically small. Knowing and accepting the fact that I am a hopeless angst writer, it is my duty to add another fic to the mix...even if it will suck.
Erey: Excuse me, but I believe that it's ME who is going to add another.
Cali: Oh yes, readers, meet Erey, my wonderful angst muse.
Erey: I don't like being introduced, leave me alone.
Cali: she has happiness problems
Erey: Well, I'm a fricken angst muse! What do you expect.
Cali: OK OK, just get on with the story so I can go and do other stuff.
Erey: Gladly, well, neither of us own fruits basket, and only one of us wants to. Enjoy. *walks off sulking*
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The sun rose over the grass. It was the perfect morning, and she stood in the perfect spot, waiting for the perfect man. She felt the breeze play in her hair and across her face.
She looked out and watched him approach her. The light shown in his hair and the morning did nothing to diminish his beauty. He gave her a half smile as she grinned at him, running down the hill to meet him. As she approached he held out a hand. She stopped short and looked at him. He smiled, but his eyes were sad. So incredibly sad. She opened her mouth to ask what was wrong, but he gently put his fingers on her lips.
"Shhh," he murmured, and then pulled her close to him, for a long long long hug. She pulled back from him and looked. He stood back.
"You're like a painting." He said, tracing her face with his fingertips. "Shall I add something?" he didn't seem to be talking to her. He was musing to himself and he turned away from her, bending and stooping to the ground where he proceeded to pull up some of the flowers that glistened in the morning dew.
"What are you doing?" she asked, puzzled as he gathered them in a medium sized bouquet.
"Making you the most beautiful girl in the world." He responded, choosing the flowers carefully. When he was done he put them in her hands.
"Kyo," she began, but he silenced her again.. He put her hands in front of her chest and positioned her in the light.
"There, the prettiest picture." He said, and he looked satisfied. "Do you know what those flowers are?" she shook her head, staring at the bell like blue flowers in her hands.
"No."
"They're Forget me nots. Remember them." And he walked away from her, leaving her positioned like a painting in that shaft of light.
It wasn't a surprise, when 2 days later she found out that he had committed suicide.
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Erey: Well, it's short and sort of lame, but it's the best I can work with right now. Cali isn't helping my concentration, so blame her for this crappy thing. 1 review will get the next chapter; this is sort of like a prologue, so the story isn't done yet. Well, review, I hope you enjoyed this. Sorry it's so short!
Ja Mina-san
By Cali the Muse
Cali: Hello again! Well, my other story got more reviews then I expected, so I decided to try my hand at it again. Thanks to everyone who got me started! Well, I was staring at the angst section, and realized that it was pathetically small. Knowing and accepting the fact that I am a hopeless angst writer, it is my duty to add another fic to the mix...even if it will suck.
Erey: Excuse me, but I believe that it's ME who is going to add another.
Cali: Oh yes, readers, meet Erey, my wonderful angst muse.
Erey: I don't like being introduced, leave me alone.
Cali: she has happiness problems
Erey: Well, I'm a fricken angst muse! What do you expect.
Cali: OK OK, just get on with the story so I can go and do other stuff.
Erey: Gladly, well, neither of us own fruits basket, and only one of us wants to. Enjoy. *walks off sulking*
()()()()()()()()()()()
The sun rose over the grass. It was the perfect morning, and she stood in the perfect spot, waiting for the perfect man. She felt the breeze play in her hair and across her face.
She looked out and watched him approach her. The light shown in his hair and the morning did nothing to diminish his beauty. He gave her a half smile as she grinned at him, running down the hill to meet him. As she approached he held out a hand. She stopped short and looked at him. He smiled, but his eyes were sad. So incredibly sad. She opened her mouth to ask what was wrong, but he gently put his fingers on her lips.
"Shhh," he murmured, and then pulled her close to him, for a long long long hug. She pulled back from him and looked. He stood back.
"You're like a painting." He said, tracing her face with his fingertips. "Shall I add something?" he didn't seem to be talking to her. He was musing to himself and he turned away from her, bending and stooping to the ground where he proceeded to pull up some of the flowers that glistened in the morning dew.
"What are you doing?" she asked, puzzled as he gathered them in a medium sized bouquet.
"Making you the most beautiful girl in the world." He responded, choosing the flowers carefully. When he was done he put them in her hands.
"Kyo," she began, but he silenced her again.. He put her hands in front of her chest and positioned her in the light.
"There, the prettiest picture." He said, and he looked satisfied. "Do you know what those flowers are?" she shook her head, staring at the bell like blue flowers in her hands.
"No."
"They're Forget me nots. Remember them." And he walked away from her, leaving her positioned like a painting in that shaft of light.
It wasn't a surprise, when 2 days later she found out that he had committed suicide.
()()()()()()()()()()()
Erey: Well, it's short and sort of lame, but it's the best I can work with right now. Cali isn't helping my concentration, so blame her for this crappy thing. 1 review will get the next chapter; this is sort of like a prologue, so the story isn't done yet. Well, review, I hope you enjoyed this. Sorry it's so short!
Ja Mina-san