Disclaimer: I do not own any of ther characters. Although i wouldnt mind owning some of them...(drool George)
This is a story that picks up about 8-10 years after the ending of the Paradise kiss story. Please read and review! constructive critisism accepted and appreciated!
enough talking, please read!
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He sent her a vase of white violets.
Prolouge: White on White
"That idiot...doesn't even know what he sent..."
She casually took the flowers from the lanky flower delivery guy, picked up the 50 dollar bill on the table closest to her, and handed it to him. He stood at the doorway for a moment, not knowing if he should take it or stand there gaping at the woman, who was naked, standing before him. He took his eyes off the lady and took a glance at the bill. His eyes enlarged, grabbed the bill and left hurriedly, just in case she changed her mind about the tip. But he didn't know that to her 50 dollars was nothing. A hundred dollars would have been nothing if that was what she grabbed from the closest table. Money was meaningless to her.
She grabbed her loose pink t-shirt and slipped it on. She took the vase, checked the bottom of it to see where it was from ("cheap vase," she noticed), and carried it out of her Mahogany trimmed hallway into her blindingly white living room. She placed the white vase and the white violets onto her white coffee table. She smiled a little at the absurdity of these flowers, but kneeled down to the coffee table, took a flower to her nose and took in the scent. Her straight black hair seemed to react to the scent; it fluttered about her head as the aroma of the violets flowed through her senses, obliterating reality and carrying her mind into a different universe.
Suddenly, a rattle of keys at the door alerted her. Getting up from her knees, she walked over to the door, slowly removing her shirt. The door opened just as she reached it, and a man walked in. Before a word was uttered, the dark haired man dropped his keys on to the ground, closed the door and took her into his arms.
In the living room, inside the vase, an envelope, white, hidden within the flowers held these words:
"Yukari.
I cant give everything he gives you. But let's take a chance on happiness. I want to love you but only for as long as you want me to.
-George
The white violets in the white vase shivered, soaking in the sounds coming from the hallway, and withered, just a bit.
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What do you think? Next chapter will be up as soon as my midterms are over!
-sogracefulLEE