Last Edited: 17.12.o5

Written: 2o.o8.o5

Disclaimer: This is the start to part II of do you still think of me. It will be very different from part one.

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Do You Still Think of Me?

Prologue II

By Flipstahhz

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It's strange how time glides by so quickly. As many people put it, time goes terribly slow when you want it to go fast. And that time goes incredibly swift when you want it to slow down. I guess time is something that raptures through every living soul. Without time, there would be no life.

For me, the past four years have rolled on in its usual routine. But many things and experiences in these last four years have made me grown tremendously and have made me exposed to the real world. These experiences have also given me a stronger sense of independence and trust in myself…something I have always lacked.

I've learnt that grief will always be there…and so will light. It's just you as a person that's got to choose what you want to do with your life. And from all these mingled memories, I've moved on and I do my best not to dwell on my past…even if it's truly hard. Sure, there are times where all I can do is just break down…but that's when your friends come along and support you. And Mimi has been there for me almost every time I'm down, she's someone I can lean onto and carry my burdens with me…as I can do for her.

As I've said earlier, many things have happened. As I reach towards the adult age of twenty-two, I've achieved in accomplishing my nursing course while taking up a design technology class in my spare time. I don't even know how I managed to fulfill graduating as a nurse considering I completely detest blood.

One of the experiences that struck me hard was when I had to assist a surgeon in performing in the operating room at the hospital I was working at. I remember watching mechanical tools scrape down onto the patient's body, scarlet slimy droplets of blood oozing out of the open wound. My heart had beat so hard against my chest as I watched. I stayed there paralyzed and only moved when the surgeon instructed me to retrieve the specific tools needed for the operation. It was an emergency operation and we urgently were put into the position of attempting to save the patient from dying. Saving people was one of the many purposes of becoming a nurse, yet I felt quite disturbed and disgusted at the site. But the thing that touched me the most…was watching the surgeon shake his head…and knowing instantly that saving this person was impossible. The blood kept pouring out of his soon to be lifeless body. I watched helplessly as his soul vanished into oblivion.

Seeing someone die before my eyes, changed my life dramatically. It made me learn to love what you have and to be ever thankful for what you've got. There were other people out there who were suffering more than I was, and dwelling on something not as harsh as many other strident situations. It was just pitiful of me to be so selfish.

But when you've been caught up in the present, you know there are times when you've got to face the past again. The past is unavoidable. It's always there….dragging onto your soul.

I recall, a week ago, arriving back to my apartment. I refrained myself from taking an immediate rest from the tiresome day. My eyes caught sight to the mail that was stacked neatly on top of each other in an array on the coffee table. I took the bunch into my hands and dropped onto the nearest chair. I tediously put aside the bills (contemplating that I would deal with the hassle them later) and found a cream envelope that contrasted against all the plane white ones. In fancy writing, my name was written. I decided this was worth a glimpse at so I took the invitation out of the envelope and began to read it to myself…

Dearest Sora Takenouchi,

You are cordially invited to

Taichi Kamiya and Mimi Tachikawa's Engagement Party

on the on the 15th of October 2010.

Reading those words were enough for me.

I knew it!

I was so glad that Tai had finally managed to propose to Mimi after all the years they had been together. I laughed even more when I remembered having to pick up all those phone calls from Tai, who pleaded ideas of whether I thought Mimi would accept the proposal and how he should do it. It was all planned out well, from the looks of things. And Taichi didn't seem to need my assistance after all. I knew Mimi would have accepted the engagement ring either way. Their love was long lasting and could endure anything that would rip them apart.

That was when realization pierced me with a furious blow. I was in such a state of shock that I could suddenly feel my stomach tighten, my body was trembling, my eyes shut tightly as I shrunk back into the stiff hard wooden chair. It had been a while I had been that scared.

I knew for sure that…he was going to be there.

It was all twisted and a complete coincidence that I was best friends with the bride, while he (on the other hand) was best friends with the groom.

I didn't know how I was going to react when I saw him. I was both excited and nervous about the whole ordeal. I hadn't seen Yamato for four years straight. And seeing him again might take such a toll on me. But I knew, for a fact, that I had to come to terms that I'd face him one way or another…

Our pasts were linked. And avoiding the past was simply impossible. The last time I saw him was back at Taichi's 18th birthday party…a week after the graduation party. I guess I was still worried about him, but as I went up to him…he seemed distant…more quiet…unlike the person I had maintained our friendship with for those past two years. Through the whole party, it seemed like he was trying his best to avoid me. And the thing that hit me the most…was that he didn't even show a sign of happiness. Usually, if I was lucky, I'd catch a broad smile on his face…but most of the time he'd let a smirk appear on his features. But nothing…completely nothing was portrayed of happiness. I didn't understand. We were all friends now, and he seemed…like he had changed over the week…he seemed like another person…Perhaps it was because we were all taking separate paths now. But surely…there was something else I had missed.

The last thing I heard of him and his whereabouts was from Tai. Matt had moved out of Odaiba to Tamachi and was living there permanently until he finished his course in university. I didn't even know what course he was taking! I didn't know anything of what he was doing…

But now…in the present, I had made myself accept that I may not ever see him again. But now the possibility is opened up…I would see him at Mimi and Tai's Engagement Party. And it was still scaring the hell out of me.

For certain, I knew I've moved on. I've lost my chances with him and I will never know if he had loved me back. As every new day drifts by…I still think of him…he keeps me living on as an inspiration…even though he didn't know of it.

I've finally accepted…that I'd live my life and would still love him…

Fin. Of Prologue II

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