Author: Edited the last chap. Hopefully it's more clear who says who now. I wrote this chapter while I listened to hide's Dice. It is a great upbeat song. Yes, I know, it's taken me years to stumble upon this song. But you know what they say, better late than never.
Thanks to Sky Rat for the review. ^^;; Sorry I had to leave the cliffhanger this long. I seriously contemplated on putitng the fic on hold, until I heard hide's song.
Enjoy!
A Christmas Wish
-Chapter 6: A secret mission-
A small bell above the door rang shortly to announce my arrival. Walking into the small shop, the faint sense of metal and old wood greeted me. I was glad to be out of the cold December wind. The weather forecast predicted the arrival of snow sometime soon. Maybe we will have a white Christmas this year.
I discovered this shop just two months ago. After nonchalantly asking the group of fangirls who frequently visited the flowershop, this was apparently the place to get customized jewelry. For a prize the jewelry shop was prepared to make anything from just a design.
The small middle-aged shop owner appeared from behind a curtain. He smiled when he recognized me. I wondered if he was hearing the sound of money and coins right now. My order had not been cheap. But then, I did want the best.
I smiled back.
"Ah, good afternoon Kudoh-san. We have been expecting you. " His voice still sounded young and pleasant. It was the sort of voice that wanted to convince you to max out your credit card, for something you absolutely didn't need.
" Good afternoon to you too. I take it that my order is ready then." Yes, I too, have mastered the skill of seemingly smiling forever.
He nodded twice and opened one of the top drawers behind the counter of displays.
A moment later, I was looking at the exact thing I had pictured in my mind just a week ago.
Two small earrings glinted in the sunlight. The craftsmanship was beautiful. It truly looked as if two small orchid flowers had been turned into gold.
"They are perfect. " I smiled genuinely at him and pulled out my wallet. I paid him the required amount and some extra to have it wrapped in platinum paper.
With my precious little package safely inside an inner pocket, I entered a coffee-shop not too far from the jewelry store. I took a table in a dark corner and ordered a cup of hazelnut coffee.
From a plastic bag I retrieved the other items I needed for the task at hand. You see, it's all part of my secret mission: To take a shot at the emotionless iceberg that was one Fujimiya Aya. I knew perfectly that even with divine help, it would still be a mission impossible. But I had to try it. Had to face the impossible, the miniscule of chance that it might actually work.
When had this all started? I wouldn't be able to pinpoint the exact time or location. Maybe it was just some gradual process that had started and one day it just grew big enough for my brains to actually register it. Most people would probably call me crazy. Well, actually, even I would call myself crazy. How does one get through to someone who sincerely believed that emotions were unnecessary and only liabilities. How does one get through to someone who got disappointed so many times in humanity.
But I had to try. Because you know, if I didn't try, I would really hate myself forever for being such a coward. Besides, I reasoned, all the experiences I had in the past with lovers of both genders, should increase my chances for success. If I didn't succeed, nobody else on this side of hell would.
Stealing a look at the watch, I knew that I still had several hours to write this letter. A simple letter addressed to Aya, in which I would simply explain my emotions, my sincerity and maybe a sign on his account. My plan was to put this letter and my gift in Aya's room and just wait and see. From my past observations, Aya didn't respond well to things when pressed. But given time, he was very capable of dropping small hints of what he really wanted. He was also very insistent when he really desired something. Though the word 'desire' is in no way part of his vocabulary. Aya, our fierce leader, would do no such earthly thing as 'desire' something. But who can honestly say that the word 'desire' didn't come to mind when they first laid their eyes on Aya? Aya, who looks almost too beautiful to be real. Aya, who seemed oh so perfect.
I looked at the blank piece of paper and sighed. I really shouldn't have saved this part of my plan until the last moment. At this rate, it was going to end up like one of those cheesy highschool fanletters we receive on regular basis.
But the letter was an essential part of the plan. It just also happened to be the part of the plan I really hated to do. Picking gifts always came naturally to me, but to write a letter that would say just the right things and none of the wrong things was too tricky and mind-numbing.
After two refills, I just threw all caution in the wind and started writing. Surprisingly, the words started to flow...almost effortlessly.
Thanks to Sky Rat for the review. ^^;; Sorry I had to leave the cliffhanger this long. I seriously contemplated on putitng the fic on hold, until I heard hide's song.
Enjoy!
A Christmas Wish
-Chapter 6: A secret mission-
A small bell above the door rang shortly to announce my arrival. Walking into the small shop, the faint sense of metal and old wood greeted me. I was glad to be out of the cold December wind. The weather forecast predicted the arrival of snow sometime soon. Maybe we will have a white Christmas this year.
I discovered this shop just two months ago. After nonchalantly asking the group of fangirls who frequently visited the flowershop, this was apparently the place to get customized jewelry. For a prize the jewelry shop was prepared to make anything from just a design.
The small middle-aged shop owner appeared from behind a curtain. He smiled when he recognized me. I wondered if he was hearing the sound of money and coins right now. My order had not been cheap. But then, I did want the best.
I smiled back.
"Ah, good afternoon Kudoh-san. We have been expecting you. " His voice still sounded young and pleasant. It was the sort of voice that wanted to convince you to max out your credit card, for something you absolutely didn't need.
" Good afternoon to you too. I take it that my order is ready then." Yes, I too, have mastered the skill of seemingly smiling forever.
He nodded twice and opened one of the top drawers behind the counter of displays.
A moment later, I was looking at the exact thing I had pictured in my mind just a week ago.
Two small earrings glinted in the sunlight. The craftsmanship was beautiful. It truly looked as if two small orchid flowers had been turned into gold.
"They are perfect. " I smiled genuinely at him and pulled out my wallet. I paid him the required amount and some extra to have it wrapped in platinum paper.
With my precious little package safely inside an inner pocket, I entered a coffee-shop not too far from the jewelry store. I took a table in a dark corner and ordered a cup of hazelnut coffee.
From a plastic bag I retrieved the other items I needed for the task at hand. You see, it's all part of my secret mission: To take a shot at the emotionless iceberg that was one Fujimiya Aya. I knew perfectly that even with divine help, it would still be a mission impossible. But I had to try it. Had to face the impossible, the miniscule of chance that it might actually work.
When had this all started? I wouldn't be able to pinpoint the exact time or location. Maybe it was just some gradual process that had started and one day it just grew big enough for my brains to actually register it. Most people would probably call me crazy. Well, actually, even I would call myself crazy. How does one get through to someone who sincerely believed that emotions were unnecessary and only liabilities. How does one get through to someone who got disappointed so many times in humanity.
But I had to try. Because you know, if I didn't try, I would really hate myself forever for being such a coward. Besides, I reasoned, all the experiences I had in the past with lovers of both genders, should increase my chances for success. If I didn't succeed, nobody else on this side of hell would.
Stealing a look at the watch, I knew that I still had several hours to write this letter. A simple letter addressed to Aya, in which I would simply explain my emotions, my sincerity and maybe a sign on his account. My plan was to put this letter and my gift in Aya's room and just wait and see. From my past observations, Aya didn't respond well to things when pressed. But given time, he was very capable of dropping small hints of what he really wanted. He was also very insistent when he really desired something. Though the word 'desire' is in no way part of his vocabulary. Aya, our fierce leader, would do no such earthly thing as 'desire' something. But who can honestly say that the word 'desire' didn't come to mind when they first laid their eyes on Aya? Aya, who looks almost too beautiful to be real. Aya, who seemed oh so perfect.
I looked at the blank piece of paper and sighed. I really shouldn't have saved this part of my plan until the last moment. At this rate, it was going to end up like one of those cheesy highschool fanletters we receive on regular basis.
But the letter was an essential part of the plan. It just also happened to be the part of the plan I really hated to do. Picking gifts always came naturally to me, but to write a letter that would say just the right things and none of the wrong things was too tricky and mind-numbing.
After two refills, I just threw all caution in the wind and started writing. Surprisingly, the words started to flow...almost effortlessly.