A/N: I thought that I would update this fanfic and try and finish as quickly as possible as I don't feel it's as good as my other fanfic. This one is not as accessable as AS.


Alone, alone, all, all alone,

Alone on a wide wide sea

-S.T. Coleridge



Misao

She stared at the sky as she tried to rid herself of anger.

'Don't worry, I'll be fine.' Kaoru's eyes had read as she made a brief excuse and walked outside to follow Tomoe. She had always been like that, not wanting others to worry about her but she had not followed Tomoe back inside. When Misao had gone to look for her, all she saw were two sets of footprints. One leading back towards where she stood, the other leading away. The flow and ebb of the tide, was not showing the consistency it once had, but now showing is destructive forces.

Misao shivered at the memory, the cold wind tearing at her heart. She had left the party without so much as a backwards glance, her footsteps in the snow alone on her pathway home, the opposite direction of the path of Kaoru's footsteps. The hurt, pain, frustration and anger swelled once more in the girl's heart.

Tomoe had no right. No right what-so-ever to treat someone like that!

The lake echoed her sentiment as is crashed upon the shore of the lake. Anger would not solve anything however. It was just an emotion that she had to deal with. She stood up on the dock, a lone figure looking over the grey unruly mass that was the lake. Only, she wasn't really alone. Meguimi, Tomoe and Kaoru were spread along the dock, their minds keeping them separate from reality. She couldn't discern what the lake was supposed to be saying to her. It had been long since she had visited this spot, not since she was last here with Kaoru. Not since that last day, the day the music died on the lake.

The wind blew past her in the cold sunshine as the she stood alone on the pavement. For the first time in months she was truly and utterly alone. She was bustled, pushed and shoved out of the way as students made the mad dash out of their last class for the day. She remembered the cutting remarks being said to Kaoru, the smug look on Tomoe's face, the sad eyes of Meguimi. They hadn't noticed she was standing just metres away from them, the focus being on the unease that the three girls held. Kaoru had stood tall, alone, yet with some determination. It was almost like she didn't care at all anymore, yet her eyes were as sad as Meguimi's as she turned and left, her hands formed into fists by her sides. Misao's previous thoughts of attempting to fix the situation were washed away as loneliness swept into her heart.

Misao had sunk to her knees, tears of frustration running down her face as she sat alone, surrounded by three others.

Why couldn't I have done something?

The anger, the hurt and the feeling of complete and utter loss piling up inside her finally burst from inside.

"What is it that Kaoru did to deserve this?" Her mind yelled across the water.

"What had she done?" Misao's mind raged in silence as she put forward her arms to give her the support that no one else could give.

"Why…?" She whispered softly. She looked up, realising she had said her thoughts aloud yet none of the other seemed to have heard her quiet question.

She walked alone in the corridors, everything had seemed so happy and colourful but now everything was a dull grey. She had thought with the New Year, things would have been forgotten. It seemed not. With her head bowed she heard the criticism of others and the whispering behind her back.

"You know what Kaoru did…"

"I heard that Tomoe…"

No matter how fast Misao looked up from her interest in the ground before her, she couldn't catch those who were speaking. Hurt and anger bubbled up but she suppressed it and walked onwards, her focus on putting one foot in front of the other. Just because people were speaking badly of others didn't mean that she had to do the same. She would keep her honour and do the right thing. Keep it locked up tight so that no one would suspect.

The mountains blurred as she thought back to that day. Kaoru had not appeared, Tomoe smirking at what she had accomplished and Meguimi, doing what Meguimi knew best. Keeping her opinions to herself but her eyes betrayed her. They always had. There was something so wrong about what was happening but they were powerless to do anything. "Don't make things worse than they are, let them be," eyes had expressed whilst looking at Misao. She knew that inevitably things would change. The whole aim to life was to change.

Water was always moving, the rain falls, it finds the lake and evaporates. Thus a constant cycle is formed. Things would sort themselves out; Misao just had to give it time.

The water swayed with the current. Patience.


A/N: I will finish this fanfic. I always finish what I start... Or at least try to anyway. Otherwise nothing would get done.