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Chapter 5: Doors Open
It was 4 o'clock in the afternoon. Normally, she dances ballet to train her muscles and master the art of flexibility. Believe it or not, she is already considered a professional at the age of 16. However, things are rather different this time.
"I wonder what's on TV," she thought to herself.
She picked up the remote control and turned on the TV. "DORA, DORA, DORA, THE EXPLORER! DORA!"
She hissed at the sight of the tan-skinned girl in the TV screen. "Stupid little kids show," she murmured. (A/n: Hahaha.. I hate that show! I think she's stupid.) Without anymore delay, she changed the channel.
"Are you the one we're looking for?" the commercial began.
"Another lousy commercial," she sighed at the thought, "but I guess I should wait for it to finish." She grabbed a bowl of nachos beside her, and took a bite on one piece.
"If you are a female, 14 to 16 years of age, at least 5'0" in height, and a professional or amateur figure skater, then you just might be the one we're looking for. Auditions will be held at the "Cerulean Skating Rink" near Building 52. The lucky lady will be skating with the legendary teen skater, Kira Yamato at the prestigious Winter Festival! So, get your skates ready and glide your way to fame!"
The commercial finally ended. At the foot of the bed, nachos were scattered on the floor and can't be eaten anymore.
Clyne household…
Humming a tune to herself, Mrs. Clyne poured her favorite tea to her cup. She grabbed the newspaper on the counter and began to read today's headlines.
Senate Debates on Budget Hearing -- an article states.
"Politics," she thought in disgust.
Young Actress Pregnant to Co-Actor -- said another article.
"How terrible!" She took another sip of her tea. "Showbiz is such a hassle."
At the corner of her eye, a newspaper item is written with such a striking headline:
"Ice Prince" Searching for His Princess
She quickly adjusted her spectacles and focused her eyes on the picture beside the said article. It has a caption that read:
THE SEARCH IS ON. Ms. Murrue Ramius, manager of the young renowned skater, Kira "Ice Prince" Yamato, announces the contest for the search of the next "Ice Princess".
Mrs. Clyne suddenly stood up from her seat, almost knocking her teacup over. "Lacus should not see this," she whispered to herself as she clenched the newspaper tightly on her hand.
"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS, COACH RAMIUS!"
Just as everyone expected, Flay was in rage and no one, not even Kira, can calm her down.
"Flay, we don't have any choice!" Kira pleaded.
"WE ALREADY MADE A CHOICE, KIRA! WE WOULD SKATE TOGETHER AT THE WINTER FESTIVAL!" Hot tears were flowing like streams on her cheeks.
"Yes, but…"
"Do you want Kira's career to suffer, Flay?" Coach Ramius interrupted.
She was halted by her words. She set her eyes downcast. "No," she said softly. "I don't want his dream to go to waste just because of me." She looked at her beloved with more tears streaming down her face. "I love him too much."
Coach Ramius sat down beside her and gave her a warm hug. "Just have faith in him and rest. You'll be out here in no time."
Flay smiled at the hug then pulled away. "Thank you, coach. I feel much better now. Would you please excuse Kira? I want to talk to him privately."
"Sure. I'm just outside if you need anything." She then closed the door.
Kira grabbed her hand and kissed it. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you right away. Coach Ramius told me all about it the other night. I wanted to refuse, but I can't. I didn't tell you immediately for I know you'll get mad. I'm sorry, Flay. What can I do to for you to forgive me?"
She gave him a peck on the lips as a reward for his honesty and sincerity. "Promise me that you wouldn't develop any feelings for that girl you'll skate with," she said.
Kira smiled. "I don't have to do that. The only woman I love and I will ever love is the one I'm facing now." He returned the peck she gave him earlier.
"Whatever you say, Kira. Remember, I give my trust and my love to you."
"Now, that's one thing I can promise," he told her before meeting her lips with a passionate kiss.
"I'm home, Mom!" Lacus greeted with a warm smile as she came in through the kitchen door.
"Hello darling! How was school?"
"School was fine. By the way, did the newspaper come in today? I have a project due tomorrow," she told her as she dropped her backpack on the couch.
Mrs. Clyne accidentally cut her finger upon hearing Lacus' words.
"Mom, your finger's bleeding!"
"Oh, I didn't notice. Don't worry, darling, I'm used to it. Besides, it's only a minor cut," she said with a nervous smile.
"No, I'll get the first aid kit right away." Lacus then hurried off to her mother's bedroom to get what she needed.
Meanwhile, Lacus' mother sat quietly while firmly pressing the tissue on her finger. "Don't turn back, Lacus. Don't ever turn back."
Sorry if it's just a short one. I promise to give you a longer one someday. I'm really sorry.