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Chapter 2

            Hitomi sat, fingers slightly shaking,  on  the computer  keys. She had clicked on the link. Inside, she knew this wouldn't be any average email. She could feel it. She began to write words that she had longed to tell someone. She never thought that it would be some musician though. She couldn't believe she was going to tell her story to a stranger.

            Dear Van,

I hardly know who you are. I don't   know why I am writing this. You see, I've been kicked out of my home. I believe I killed my father. He dropped me off to an after school activity, and he had to speed to go to his meeting across town. He didn't make it though. His car blew up and he burned alive. I blame myself for this. IF I hadn't have went, he would have been still alive. I'm such a horrible person. I feel like I deserve to die now. I feel as if my destiny was to become a cold woman and to seclude myself from everyone. I now spend most of my time alone. It's not that I like to be alone, I feel that I deserve it. I am so ashamed of myself and my actions. I don't understand why I had to go to that practice. Shouldn't the ones you love matter more to you than your dreams? Yes my dream was to either become a singer or an actress but that has gotten me no where. Dreams are so damn stupid! Ever since that horrible day, I have refused to have dreams. The only dreams I have now are dreams of escaping from all of this pain. It's so unfair how he had to die. I wish I was still in the car. Maybe I could have saved him. Maybe I'm selfish. I write poems to him all of the time. I swore after  he died that if I ever became a singer or a poet, my first works would be dedicated to him. I miss him so much. My mother hates me and I feel so by myself. I'm confused though, wasn't that what I had wanted in the first place? Didn't I want to be alone? Was I finally getting what I deserved? I know you probably think I'm some crazy girl but, I'm really not. I just have a lot on my mind and needed to tell a stranger. I know you will probably just read this email  like you would read any other kind of letter and ignore it. I've written to several new found musicians not that your that new but they had never written me back. I have never heard any of your music but you are kinda cute. My friend Yukari would fall in love with you instantly. Well, I'm sorry to bother you sir, I just needed to do this. Maybe to make up for my stupid ranting, I will send you a picture of me and one of my poems. Maybe you will write me back and tell me what you think? You kinda look familiar to. I'm not sure why that is. Well, I will go for now. I really have to start getting ready to go in to my first class. I hope to find a place to go for the weekend.  I know there's no way I will be staying at my house tonight. Anyway, done rambling now. Oh, by the way, my name is Hitomi Kanzaki.

            With that, she finished the letter, attached her picture  and clicked the send button. Instantly she felt sick. She couldn't believe she had written all of that nonsense in to a letter to some guy that she hadn't even heard of before. She never even listened to his music but something was drawing her to him. It was as if a voice was calling her to write to him. She decided to just forget about it for now and hurry off to class. She didn't want her friends suspecting anything about  the night before.

            Van Fannel woke early that morning. He had been up early shooting scenes for his new video. He had some time so he decided to check out  some of his fan mail. He opened his inbox and couldn't believe his eyes. He saw her letter. He sat and read the letter to himself. He was astonished by the young girls words. He read it twice to make sure he had completely understood what she had been saying. He saw the picture as an attachment so he clicked on it to see what she looked like. She had also looked familiar to him  as well. There was something about that girl. Her name rang like a beautiful set of chimes in his head. He sat there, trying to think if he had seen her before or even if he had heard her name. All of a sudden someone came in, distracting him from what he had been  currently thinking.

            "Mr. Fannel, they're ready for your next scene. They'd like to get this finished soon. People have other things to do today so lets get a move on."

            "Yes Melirna."

            The woman that distracted Van was his manager, Melirna astin. She had known Van since he was a young boy  but was never afraid to push him to his limits. She was a very beautiful woman and her father had owned the record label that Van was signed on to. He didn't hate Melirna but, she sometimes annoyed him. Van was never able to have a child hood. He always had to be working and she would never let him rest. So not to make her annoyed, Van closed out his email messages. He got up and walked briskly out of the room and out to where his set was.

            The director called action and the music began to play. Van tried desperately hard to put all of his concentration in to the scene but it was no use. HE couldn't stop thinking of that girl. He kept seeing her beautiful picture. He loved her tiny figure, her sweet smile and her hair. Most of all, he loved her beautiful emerald eyes. There was something about those eyes that he could remember. HE had seen lots of girls and looked in to a lot of girls eyes but none of them were like hers. None of them reminded him of something he couldn't remember at the time.

            Van was brought out of his trans by the screaming of the director.

            "Cut!! Van, what's wrong with you today. Did you fall asleep on break and forget what you were doing?"

            "No no, I'm just a little tired. The awards show was last night you know and, I didn't get much rest. I'm sorry for the inconvenience."

            "Seriously Van, we need this video finished today. I hope you will get back in to the swing of things really quickly."

            Van just nodded and tried to forget the girl for now. Melirna sat on the sidelines watching what was happening. She felt her blood beginning to boil. She knew there was something not right. Van wasn't usually like this and now, he thought he was just going to quit on them? IT was the high point of his career and now, he was just going to slack off? Melirna made a mental note to give him a good talking to later and to keep him in line. She knew that if her father found  out that their top artist wasn't paying enough attention and that this may cause the record companies sales to plummet, he would be angry with his daughter. She had to keep her father happy and Van working and she planned to do just that.

            Van worked hard for the rest of the day completing his video. After finishing, he quickly left the set, avoiding all of the  fans and press that had gathered to ask him questions.  He ran through the small crowd, and  rushed to eat his lunch. After lunch, he had an assignment. He had to write that girl back and he needed to do more research on her.

            He sat happily eating lunch when all, of a sudden he saw Melirna approaching him. She had that look in her eyes. That look of I'm going to kill you Van Fannel if you don't have a good explanation for this. She walked quietly up to where Van was sitting and pulled a chair out. She sat down and looked straight in to his eyes. He felt as if death was staring him in the face.

            "Hi Melirna, what's up? You look upset."

            "Van Van Van, how could you do this? How could you slack off today like you did? Are you trying to get me in shit?"

            Van didn't want this conversation to get too heated and angry so he went with his instincts and said something that  he probably shouldn't have said.

            "Melirna sweetie, I thought you weren't allowed to swear at your musicians. Isn't that in the rule book?"

            "Shut up! My father's not around and there for, I can do what ever I want! You don't understand Van, this could have been the end of my job. IF you hadn't have gotten back in to the swing of things, your director there may have went to daddy. I can't loose this job. Me and Dryden are to marry soon and I want to have a beautiful wedding and daddy said I needed to make my own money for it. He believes in making his daughters independent women and, you could have ruined that today! I need to prove to him that I can make money and you Van, are what I'm using to make my money!"

            Van felt quite angry inside. He was fed up with all of the bullshit that had come from him wanting to fallow his dreams. He felt used and wanted a change. He was going to tell her exactly what he thought of her and their damn record company and he didn't care. In the heat of that moment, everything could have changed or would it?

            "Melirna, let me tell you something. You are just like every other rich snobby girl on the face of this earth. You have a rich father and you think that you can just walk all over the people under you when ever you want to. I have  known you since I was little and I'm sick and tired of you walking all over me like I don't do anything. I'm the musician here, I put up with the press. I have to deal with those little screaming, clingy hormonal girls. You just sit there and take all the damn  credit for everything. I'm sick of it! It's no  use anymore. I use to perform because I liked doing it. Eventually, I began to come to my senses. You just use me, you and your father. I'm sick of being used. If things don't get better and you don't back off and start listening to what I have to say, I will bail on this record company and, then see how fast your stupid sales drop. Then what would happen to your pretty little wedding? I think you better step back and look at what you have said to me today and reevaluate everything before you and your father loose your top artist. With out me, you would all be nothing!"

            Melirna was taken back by what Van had said to her. In her heart, she knew he was right but, she wouldn't let him see that right now. If Van left them, sure there would be other artist but none of them were like Van. He was an international artist and the only top artist they had. The rest of their Artists were still barely making the charts, and the younger ones were still just up and comers. He always had great  record sales and would always give the company a good name. Mellirna hated being wrong so she ignored those thoughts for now. She just gave him one of her snobbish looks and got up and walked away. Van still felt angry though, he couldn't understand why she just got up and walked away. Usually, she would start arguing with him but not this time. Had she began to finally grow up or, was she just ignoring him and brushing it off? He was only going to give her a few weeks to decide his fate. If he had to leave the music/acting business, he would do it and he would go back to school. He would finally have his chance to live like a normal almost adult now and maybe just maybe, fill the emptiness that was inside of him.

            Hitomi sat in her last class trying desperately to get rid of what had happened this morning. The fact that she had sent that guy an email still overwhelmed her and she knew that Yukari knew that something was up. She could feel  an interrogation coming on and she knew there was no way out of it. Then She also had another dilemma to deal with, where would she stay for the weekend? She refused to go back to her house with the bitch she had to call her mother. That woman  had hurt Hitomi so bad and now, there was no way of  turning back. She wanted Hitomi out, she got her wish. Hitomi finally decided that she would explain what had happened to Yukari and bribe her in to not telling her mom. After this, she would ask her best friend  if she could stay the weekend at her house. There was a plus side to this, Yukari had the internet and Hitomi could check to see if Van had written her back. She doubted it though, ever since  that night, she had a lot of self hatred. She couldn't understand why someone would ever take the time to read her letter. IT was stupid.

            The bell rang, signaling the end of the day. Hitomi gathered her things and put them in to her book bag. Yukari ran up behind her and wrapped her arms around Hitomi's back in a hug.

            "Okay Ms. Kanzaki, it's interrogation time! What was wrong with you today? All day you have been zoning out! Did something happen last night? Even in classes today, you were less alert. Everyone noticed it, not just your friends. I of all people should know what has happened. IF you don't tell me, you will have to tell Allen and you don't want him to tickle it out of you do you?"

            "Let me up first and I will tell you woman."

Yukari did as Hitomi asked. She saw that Hitomi was putting books away and didn't really realize it first before she came plowing in to her at high speeds.  "Yukari, things are… well they're not too good actually. Mom and I got in a fight last night and, I kinda got kicked out of my  house. Do you think I could stay with you for the weekend?"

            "O My Goodness! Maybe I could convince mom to talk to her?"

            "Noooo Don't! This is the catch. You can't tell your mom what has happened. IF she finds out, it will only cause problems between the two of them. I don't want that to happen. They have been friends since before we were born and I know your mom, if she found out the whole story, she would definitely take my side and that's unfair. Mom was just having a hard day with it being the anniversary and all."

            "Right and how am I going to get away with letting you stay the whole entire weekend?"

            "Just tell her that we have a major school project or something. Please Yukari, I'm begging you, don't tell her please?"

            "Fine fine but if she figures it out on her own, it's not my fault."

            The two girls walked home pretty much in silence. They would have drove but, Yukari didn't have her car today. Amano offered to drive them home but, Hitomi was still uncomfortable driving in vehicles that looked like her father's. Amano had almost the exact same small, red sports car. They reached Yukari's house and went inside. Now they had to explain to her mother exactly why Hitomi was staying and Hitomi had to see if her new found musician  had written her back.

To Be Continued