Woah man. I just realized that every single one of my fanfictions are all Kel/Neal. It's SERIOUSLY NOT FAIR! I have to keep writing them because something has happened to all Tammy readers and there are like, NO NEW KEL/NEAL fics at all! GAH!!!! What is RONG with the world?!?!?!? Cant you see that they are MEANT TO BE?!?!?!?!?!? Hahah, well, enough bitching and stalling, this is yet ANOTHER regular fluffy Kel/Neal fic… PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!!!!!! I spend a lot of time writing these, and reviews are the only thing that keep me going! Can I please have at least 10 or so before I post the next chapter? I really hate putting a limit, but on my last one I didn't get much feed back for a chapter that I spent a long time writing... so yeah.. sorry y'all! I still love all those who DO review though!
Love you all, LJ4Neal
Prologue - Losing Grip
You mixed me
up, For someone
Who'd fall apart without you
You broke my heart, for the first time
But I'll get over that too
It's hard to find the reason's
Who can see the rhyme?
I guess that
we were seasons out of time
I guess you didn't know me…
Delta Goodrem – Not Me, Not I
Sir Nealan of Queenscove was in a fix. Here he was, standing in front of his Ex-Wife-To-Be, Yukimi Noh Daiomoru, while she was breaking up with him, and he didn't feel a thing. In fact, if you looked at his face this instant, you would think that he'd been having a casual conversation about the whether or something. Something was definitely wrong with him. I mean, weren't you supposed to be heart broken when the supposed love of your life told you that she needed space? Neal frowned, how come he hadn't felt anything remotely painful yet?
"Neal… Did you hear what I just said?" His wife asked him. He snapped out of his space out and looked into his eyes. He saw anger flaring up in her almond eyes, not for the first time that month either. All he seemed to do these days was fight with Yuki about one thing or another. It was pretty much about time that they split up and went their seperate ways. He didn't share this with Yuki though. Even if he didn't actually feel any kind of agony at the thought of being without her, he thought that he may as well at least pretend that he was hurt, if only to make her feel guilty.
" Of course!" he yelled, trying his hardest to put a look of indignation on his face.
"So is that really all I mean to you?
You're just going to throw away everything that we ever had, because you've
decided that my PRIORITIES aren't right?" He screamed back at her, adding slight
quivering for effect. His eyes flashed at her, and suddenly he could see her
eyes had become wet and shiny, like she was struggling to hold back tears. He
felt a surge of guilt. Maybe he'd been a bit too harsh on her? No, he
decided. Yuki got what she deserved. Imagine telling her that she wanted to end
their marriage solely because she thought she wasn't high enough on his list of
priorities! She looked to the floor.
"That's the point Neal. I don't even know what we ever had
between us to throw away," She said softly. Glancing once more to look at his
face, she gulped and rushed past him, walking as fast as you could when your
legs were bound by a kimono.
Neal decided that it was already a lost cause, so he didn't go after her. Or maybe it was that he didn't want to fix the cause at all?
Was I just some chick you placed beside
you?
To take somebody's place?
When you turn around, do you recognize my face?
You used to love me, you used to hug me
But that wasn't the case, everything wasn't Okay...
Avril Lavigne - Losing Grip
Yuki could feel her lips trembling. This wasn't supposed to happen! None of this was supposed to happen! But it had, Oh how it had. She should have seen it earlier, shouldn't have let it get this far. She was in her rooms now, sitting on her bed, sobbing freely. Her break up with Neal had been a last attempt to see if he loved her even a little bit, and now she had her answer. She knew now that Neal no longer loved her, or if he had EVER loved her.
As much as he didn't love her, she still had been his wife for over a year, and knew him so well she could read him like a book. And today she hadn't liked what she read. When Neal had yelled at her and tried to make her feel guilty for breaking up with him, she could tell that his heart wasn't in it. That he wasn't really as desperate for her to stay as pretended he was. He could see it in her eyes, the moment that she'd told him. The way that'd he'd spaced out, and hadn't said anything, showing no pain or hurting on his face. The way that he didn't even come after her after she'd left, proved that he didn't want her even more.
She thought about everything that had happened. She was just some girl he'd placed beside him, to take somebody's place.
And even though Neal had no clue, Yuki knew exactly which girl she had been replacing.
