Waking in a haze I look out my bedroom window and I noticed that it was snowing outside. *Why does it always snow the day after my birthday?* Snuggling deeper under my covers I realized some other important facts. One I was naked, and two once again I had an arm wrapped around my waist but this time with a body pressed against my back. Rolling over to look at Aarons sleeping face with my aggravation showing I decided it was time for him to get up. Pulling back my hand I slapped him upside his head.
"Aaron what the hell are you doing in my bed again." Jerking awake Aaron started to roll away from me and fell off my bed again with a thud. "HAHA… Oh my god. Anyway what happened last night? I would swear I didn't get that drunk… but I can't remember." Looking at him with a confused look in my face I waited for his answer.
Rubbing his head he looked up and was staring at me as a shit eating grin spread across his face with a slight pink tinge crossing his cheeks. Following his gaze to see that the blanket had fallen to my waist leaving my chest bare to his eyes. Forming a fireball I threw it at his arm. "Aaron are listening to me!"
"Ow. Ow. That's hot, okay, okay, the last thing I remember was getting back and starting to drink to celebrate you birthday, fire cracker." He smirked at my state of undress again. "After that I don't remember either but now… I'm wishing I did." As he winked I heard a slight humming sound coming from the corner of my room where his guitar sat innocently against the wall. Aaron jerked his head to the side to stare at it expectantly.
"Did your guitar just play by its self?"
"Yeah its time for me to go." He stood and started to throw his cloths on and any stuff he needed into a small knapsack.
"What do you mean Time to go?"
"To the next world. I'm needed else where." Grabbing his guitar he walked out of my room. Jumping up to follow him, I turned a corner as he was headed for my front door. Continuing to run I caught his arm just outside my front door on my patio and jerked him back towards me.
"So you're gonna screw me, I think, then up and leave when you wake up. Very manly."
"Yeah he said it was time for me to go, so now I have to go." Turning around he goes to walk again stopping he looked over his shoulder and caught him whispering to himself "I sure will miss that body. I'm sure we will meet again. By the way you might want to put on some cloths if your gonna stay out in the snow."
"Ugh… Asshole." Forming a fireball he started to rush through a portal, at least I think it was, and hit him square between the shoulder blades just before he disappeared. Walking back inside I noticed he left me a pack or cigarettes. Lighting one up I sat down on my couch and stare off. *Sad, I think I might actually miss him.*
"If I ever see him again he's so in for it." Thinking about what I was going to do to Aaron if he ever returned, my vision turned to the candle I had on my living room table. *I wonder.* holding my hand above the candle I concentrated on the wick. I began to bring fourth the energy I needed and pictured a lit candle burning bright. Opening my eyes I looked and the candle was lit and glowing warmly. "Sweet."
Two Years later…
It has been two years since I have seen Aaron. Two very long years. Everything I do I see his face and replay the memories of the things we did, and every time it feels like a rock is pressing down on my chest in fear that I'll never see him again. I don't understand this reaction, but it's become almost unpleasant to do anything in my own home.
After winter had turned to spring and the flowers began to bloom I decided that I needed some time off. My chef was sad to see me go but I was guarantied a job with him and a reference should I choose to go else where. I no longer felt my calling for cooking, I still enjoy it yes but it would never again be the same.
For the first year I threw myself into all types of training. Everything from training my body and mind to working my fire. Once I caught a snag in those I began to search for some thing to keep myself occupied so the memories didn't haunt me as much. I started to dig into my background to learn about my past and my family.
First I went through the things left behind after my parent's death. As I was sifting through their old papers I found out some interesting information. I still had family in France. As I sat and contemplated why my parents refused to tell me that I had other family a thought came to mind. *why don't I go there and visit these relatives that I have maybe I can learn something new and if not at least I have met them.* With that in mind I gathered my bag for the full moon coming soon and headed for the library in town to do some research. I decided to leave in a little over a year so I would have time to tie up any loose ends here and then move to France, I needed a change anyway this place now holds to many memories still not understanding why it was such a big deal that He was gone.
Getting home I started to go through my house to find out what I was going to take with me France. Luckily I had a pretty large reservoir of money to lean on for this move but not much, when I get to there I am going to have to figure out what to do about money to keep myself afloat. Done with my search I sat on my couch and lit up a cigarette and words began to circle its self in my head as if from nowhere. Not thinking to writing it down the words continues to repeat themselves until they were ingrained into my head
You've been on my mind
I grow fonder everyday
Lose myself in time
Just thinking of your face
God only knows
Why it's taking me so long
To let my doubts go.
Well as beautiful as it was I still couldn't figure out where it can from or why the words meant so much to me. Shaking off the weird feeling again I stand and head to the kitchen to grab myself a rum and coke and head back to making a list of stuff I will need in France, and the stuff I am going to take on the plane with me. Obviously I'm taking enough clothing with me to last till I get settled. I found myself a small apartment right on the outskirts of Paris I've already talked to the seller. So I can send my stuff to that apartment when the time comes. Leaning back I take another sip of my drink and close my eyes. With them closed its like a video of my memories is played on them. Specifically the night we first got drunk together and wound up in bed. He played his guitar with such grace and talent and his voice when he sang felt like silk to me to the point I could feel it running across my skin just from my memories. As my eye lids slowly blink open I think to myself how weird it was to miss him so deeply. I barely knew him and he always got on my nerves, even when he made me laugh, and he was always out to find a way to make me blush. He was also sweet when he wanted to be and sensitive as well.
"No. It can't be." I asked myself even though I was still thinking. "I couldn't be. I barely know him and I will probably never see him again." I continue to say. Rubbing my face it was like a light bulb went off in my head. "God damn it. I'm in love with him. I would fall for some one I will never see again. I need to move quickly so I can forget about him and get on with life." Standing quickly I went to take a shower and then to bed for a night of restless sleep.
The weeks continued the same as usual till the time came for me to say goodbye to my home town and my beautiful cottage. I will return here some day so I didn't sell it off. I would hate to see it in anyone else's hands. Taking one last look at my cottage I turned and started my walk through the woods towards the bus station where I take a bus to Tokyo for my flight out of Japan.
On the flight over I refreshed my French a little just to make sure I had everything I would need, I know I will be meeting my aunt for the first time since before I could remember but that's still not for a few days. Climbing off the plane I collect my bags and wander outside for a cig. Looking around all I see is tall buildings and the Eiffel tower off in the distance, the lights off the city making it look like a living breathing thing. With a smile on my face I look up at the stars and wonder one last time what Aaron was doing. Putting my cig out I went to hale a cab to the outskirts of this beautiful city.
"Where to madam?" I look to my right and see a man about 6' tall looking to be about a year or two older then myself standing outside of a cab waiting. His looks were classic with short light brown hair and blue eyes with high cheek bones, and a strong chin. Taking another look at him I confirm that he was legit and with a nod I respond.
"Oui monsieur. I am headed for 11 rue du Renard are you able to take me there?"
"Oui Madam. You are French, but you accent is not right? Where are you from?" He asked as he started to load my stuff in the back of the cab. With a smile I became glad that my parents had taught me French my entire life just to remind me of my roots. Looking at the stars again I took a second to remember them and then looked back to the cab driver.
"Oui, je suis né en France et a grandi au Japon. Mon nom est Alexzandria, quelle est la vôtre?" (yes i was born in France and raised in Japan. My name is Alexzandria, what is yours?) I said with a smile on my face as the cabby stood there with his mouth a gap. As he closed his mouth he just smiled at me.
"Oui Madam, my name is Sean-Paul. You are quite fluent for being raised in japan." He said as he closed the trunk and climbed back into the car. As I sat in the back seat he drove off as I sat and wondered if I wanted to being up my parents or not.
"Oui Monsieur, I am. I was raised in japan but my parents had taught me many languages." We had been driving for some time before he had said anything else to me who only consisted of who where you parents and where they were now. Which I replied with I really didn't want to talk about it. I watch out the window as he made a right hand turn on to the road I was going to. Looking out the window I saw a bright on the side of the mid sized building that read Le Renard and wondered to myself what that could be. Finally stopping not far from said building. He turns to look at me and states that we have arrived and I look around again. Taking another look at the sign on the building I noticed that it read on it 12 rue de renard. * oh well I guess after I settle in I'll shower and go in later tonight then I can find out what it is.* stepping out of the cab Sean-Paul had all my stuff ready on the curb for me to cart away. "Well, Sean-Paul I am sure I will see you again soon, I need to be looking for a job so I will probably be seeing you then."
"I'm sure we will … if you want I will drive by here everyday to see if you need a ride somewhere madam." Taking the money I was handing him he starts to laugh. "No need to worry madam I was only joking, but I will see you again I know it." With that he climbed back into his cab and drove off. Turning around I walk over to the door marked 11 and notice a mail box next to it with a piece of paper hanging out of it. Pulling it I began to read it to myself.
Good Day Madam,
I hope you had a safe trip and that you have received the key with out problems
Your apartment is dressed to your requirements and I hope you are pleased.
Thank you again for you purchase and I will be seeing you.
Signed,
Pierre Fisco
*Well that was nice of him.* Pulling out the mentioned key and stuck it into the knob of the door to unlock it. Once open a set of stairs layout in front of me. * It looks like I live above that place with the sign. Walking up the stairs I spotted another door, unlocking that one as well the door swung open to a perfectly furnished apartment sent to my specifications. The living room had a large micro suede couch with a short coffee table covered in white vanilla candles. With the open floor plan you could look into the kitchen with just an island separating the two all stainless steel appliances and granite counter tops.*so far so good.* Dropping my bags next to the couch I continued to walk through the apartment quickly looking in the bath room to see a separate shower and large tub. Walking past I continued to the only other door and walked in the room was done up in dark reds and grays with a large comfy looking king sized bed in the center of the room. Two night stands on either side of the bed were covered in the same white vanilla pillar candles and a large soft micro suede chair and side table in the corner surrounded by book shelves. * Wow. They did this place up exactly as I wanted it to be.* I turn to and walk back out to the living room I grabbed my bags and unpacked them all. Realizing that I was hungry I walked out to the kitchen I noticed another note on the counter.
Dear Madam,
We know you didn't ask but figured you would not want to go shopping right
Away so we fully stocked you cabinets and fridge with a little extra money we
Had from the remodel. We hope you enjoy. Have a good day.
"Wow awesome." Searching the fridge I grabbed the stuff I needed and made myself a sandwich. After I was finished eating I looked at the clock on the wall and noticed it was 8 pm. "well no wonder I was hungry. Time for a shower and then I will sight see for a little while starting with that place down stairs." Walking back to my room I grabbed my towels and toiletries and some clean clothing. Turning on the shower hot I jumped in and revealed in the feeling of the water pouring down my back. I closed my and just stood the enjoying the feeling. An image of silver flowing hair and piercing silver eyes flashed over my mind. "damn it I still cant be rid of him." Washing up I got out and dressed. I did my hair deciding to wear it up. Once finished I grabbed my keys I locked up and walked out into the crisp evening air. Turning to my left towards the door to the mystery business. I opened it and started down the short stair case to the main hall. Before I could open the door I noticed the pounding music. Walking completely in I saw in front of me an open room with small table scattered around a large square areas and a bar towards the back of the room.
Walking over to the bar I ask for a rum and coke. After receiving my glass I turn to the bartender and made eye contact with her. "Hey I have a question for you, do you know if they are hiring for anything here?" the bartender thought to herself for a while then turned to me and said.
"I actually think they are looking for a singer. If you would like I could get the owner for you to talk to. Its not to busy right now so he should be available."
"Yes, please, oh and my names Alexzandria but you can call my Alex."
"Nice to meet you Alex my names Angela. I'll go get him now, it might make a few minutes."
As she went to walk away I yelled a thank you over the music the DJ was spinning that night. Within ten minutes this tall athletic man cam walking up with Angela he looked to be in his mid thirties with a smile on his face. "Hi madam I hear you are looking for a job?"
"Oui Monsieur. I was hoping I could apply for the job for singer. I don't live that far so there is no problem with me being late."
"Well madam we are not taking applications for the singer position…" I started to look away with a disappointed look on my face. "But if you would like to audition for the job we could have you up on stage starting tomorrow if your good." I look back up at him with a smile on my face and nod slightly.
"That's not a problem for me." I said while looking at him.
"can you be ready in ten minutes?" The owner asked.
"Yeah that will be fine." The Owner started to walk away and stopped looking over his shoulder.
"Oh by the way my name is Fred."
"Nice to meet you Fred my name is Alexzandria but please call me Alex."
"Well Alex good luck and I hope you get the job."
I down the last of my drink then head to the bathroom for a quick freshen up before I have to get up on stage. After done in the bathroom I head to the DJ and have him put on the girls just wanna have fun rock remix instrumental that Miley Cyrus had done a few years back. Climbing up on to stage all the lights were off and it was dark. Suddenly the steady guitar beat starts and I grab ahold of the microphone and wait for my cue dancing a little on the stage the light comes on as I cue comes up
~ I come home in the morning light
My mother says when you gonna live you life right
Oh Mother dear were not the fortunate ones
And girls they wanna have funn
Oh girls just wanna have fun
…guitar…
The phone rings in the middle of the night
My father yells whatcha gonna do with your life
Oh daddy dear you know you still number one
But girls they wanna have fun
OH girls just wanna Have…~
Dancing around more and bouncing a little I continue on to the Corus of the song and having fun with it.
~That's all they really want
Is some funnn
When the working day is done
Oh girls they wanna have fun
Girls just wanna have funnn
…guitar…
Some boys take a beautiful girl
And hide her away from the rest of the world
I wanna be the one to walk in the sun
Well girls they wanna have fun
Oh girls Just wanna have…
That's all they really want
Is some funnn
When the working day is done
Oh girls they wanna have fun
Girls just wanna have funnn
They just want
They just wanna
…Guitar...
That's all they really want
Is some funnn
When the working day is done
Oh girls they wanna have fun
When the working
When the working
When the working day is done oh
When the working day is done
Oh girls wanna have fun
They wanna Have fun~
When the music came to and end I was standing middle stage holding the microphone in one hand and had a big smile spread across my face * Wow that was exciting it thought to myself.* taking a bow as the customers that was there clapped loudly and cheered stepping off stage I walked up to the bar and asked for a water from Angela while waiting for the manager to come up and tell me if I got the job or not. While I was chugging my water the Owner walked up with an big smile and looked at me "Alex you have the voice of an angel I would be glad to have you working here with use can you start tomorrow?"
"oui, Fred that's not a problem for me."
"Good I'll see you tomorrow come in around 8 so that we can get al your paperwork done so you can start around 9:30. Goodnight Alex." As he walked away I thought to myself that it was kinda easy to get a job. Lucky for me I only have to walk maybe 100 ft. to get to work eat day. I asked Angela for another rum and coke. While sipping on my glass facing away from the crowd of people that have started to fill up the bar I heard someone walk up behind me and decided to pay it no mind.
"Wow Alex I did not think you could sing like that." After the voice there was a slight tap on my shoulder so I turned around to see Sean-Paul standing there in a dark blue t shirt and a pair of jeans.
"Hey Sean-Paul what's this the second time we are meeting today. By the way a little info that this was a club I was living over would have been helpful…" I slight blush rose up my neck at the thought that he was here when I was singing and then complimented me on it as well. "So What are you doing here anyway… Wait … are you stalking me?" I said with a slight smile on my face.
"Sorry I wasn't sure if you were the type for clubs or not, and yes Alex I'm stalking you I parked my car got changed and waited for you to leave you Apartment to follow you." He stated with a grin and my eyes went wide. "I am kidding don't worry. Actually I come here all the time it's a nice place to cool off after work and relax, but Alex I had another question for you?"
"What is it Sean-paul?"
"Well actually you can call me Sean, its easier that way. But I was wondering can I buy you a drink maybe we can sit here and I don't know get to know one another a little." I felt hesitant for a moment, my heart feeling as if I was betraying Aaron before I thought to myself. * I Came here to forget about him and to continue my life. To find out about who I am and my family. I should not be thinking about Aaron.*
"Sure Sean… you can buy me a drink." With a smile on his face he sat down next to me, and began to give our order to Angela but his eyes never left mine.