Hi minna-san! w00t! finally got round to writing my first mkr fic... And its obviously a fxf one!! HEHEHE... there can never be enough, can there? XÞ hehe... lots of fluff and waff (warm and fuzzy feelings) to be expected! whee! hope you guys will like it! Thankies ever so much for actually reading my fic!!! This is a very short first chapter, i'm almost done with the second... but i'll decide whether to put up the second chapter or to take this down depending on the response... (doesn't look optimistic at all....)

Disclaimer : (wails) i don't own mkrrr......... i don't own fuu and ferioooo..... whyyyyyy... sobs... (beats the ground with my fists) wwhhhyyyy... (gets dragged away in straitsjacket, screaming.) Oh, and yea they belong to the manga goddesses CLAMP!

Forget

Forget...

How I wish I could. I wish I could forget those eyes, the great depths that spoke volumes, the pools of molten gold, luminous and shimmering orbs. I remember them shining with love, love in his eyes, love when he looked at me.

Only for me...

I wish I could forget his hair, the supple glowing luster of it, the way it was ruffled, yet had that windswept look... the way some locks of it flopped down and some were spiked up... the way he pushed it back when wiping the sheen of perspiration from his forehead, the way the light shone on it, forming a heavenly halo around his head, smiling down at me.

I wish I could forget his face, the soft smiles, the cocky smirks, the confident grins, the alluring scars and that look on his face reserved only for me. Even the way his mouth set in a grim line when he was troubled, curved slightly downwards when he was displeased, and the way he grit his teeth in anger.

I wish I could forget the way he made me feel... that ethereal gaze, the soft and tantalizing touch, the gentle grazing of his lips across my skin. Even though I only had that one soft kiss to look back on, I remember every single detail of it...

He had taken off an earring, dropped it into my palm and closed my fingers over it, before slipping it onto my finger. Then he got down on one knee, kissing the back of my hand, teasing my bent knuckles with his warm breath when he exhaled.

I could feel my chest constrict in pain at the memories of him. Memories... why couldn't I forget...? Pangs of longing and waves of need washed over me, drowning me. I could practically hear my body pleading and begging for his warm arms around me... to be enveloped in his embrace... to feel his arms wrap around me, inhaling his scent... leaning into him...

The tear involuntarily slid from eye and ran down my cheek. Startled, I hastily wiped it away and tried to fight off the onslaught of the torrent of tears. Failing miserably, I buried my face in my hands and choked out a sob. I threw myself onto my bed, pressing my face into the pale green fabric of my pillow. Then I let it all out. I cried uncontrollably, staining the cloth, turning it forest green, just like the colour of his hair. How I desperately wished I could forget him, despite loving him, despite my reluctance to do so. To forget him had to be better than all these memories. Then I wouldn't have to feel the pain... the longing... the need to be with him...

--------------------------------------

Well? I know, I know... its horrendously short... Still.... Hope ya liked it.... I'd be really really grateful if you review!!! Thanks for reading!