Opening her crimson eyes, lying herself in a comfortable couch, providing resistance to get up. Looking outside of the glass window, her once glowing eyes were covered by sadness as pouring rains lashing the window plane. Rain signified inordinate length of desperation, preventing oneself from bursting into the sunlight. The gloominess of the atmosphere, producing the contraction of the circular muscle, smoothly and gently, the sight of the world disappeared.
Out of hundred percent, only two percent of the population in this world, living in happiness. I think I am one of the ninety-eight percent.
The brunette gave a bitter laugh at the thought of happiness. Looking at the table desk, files were stacked up high, floating in the air, swaying back and forth. The girl had been staying over night in the office, dealing with bunch of 'document', but mostly spending time drinking tea, relaxing herself. Unconsciously, an image of a couple, holding hands together, smiling together, appeared deep in her eyes. How fortune! How ironic!
I guess to determine whether if there is happiness in me, only there is a stopper in my life.
"Fujino-san," said a voice and a knock outside of the door.
"Doozo,"
A secretary opened the door, walking toward to the brunette who was glued to the couch.
"Fujino-san, I'm here to inform you, you're scheduled for today,"
This will never end, wouldn't it? Such a silly question.
"Fujino-san?"
"Forgive me, Suzuki-san," replied Shizuru as she poured herself a cup of tea to refresh her mind.
"Today your scheduled will be longer, due to the absence of Mr. Fujino,"
Hearing the disappearance of her father, without the nepenthe of her beloved tea, her whole body seemed to be taken by Opioid drugs.
"When will he back?" said Shizuru with anticipation.
"A week,"
A week! This is my chance.
This feeling was real; everything in my surrounding was real. This certainly not a dream. The brunette was lying on my body with her back, while my arms wrapped around her waist, smelling the scent of her skin. I knew she would not disappeared again, not with my arms being so protective. Both of us were enjoying the view of the sea, looking at the seagull having their own freedom.
Her smile never once left her lips as I caressed her with hands roaming around her body. Turning her head, I drew myself closer, bending down, and the touch of her lip ceases my concentration. I was amazed how this brunette could actually had the magic to control over me. With her beside me, my worries, my rage were gone with the wind.
She broke the kiss, placing her palm on my cheeks. Warmness rose up my cheeks as she stared through my emerald eyes. I wondered what she was thinking about at this moment.
"Shizuru?"
"Natsuki must be wondering what am I up to right now, isn't it?"
Oh man! She could read my mind and I can't! Unfair!
"Eh? Hmm…Shizuru, what do you wish of?"
For awhile, the brunette frown a little while rubbing her chin.
"Let see…I wish of Natsuki stripping naked in front of me, isn't that wonderful wish?"
"Shi-Shizuru!"
"Relax Natsuki-chan, what I really wish of is remain with Natsuki like this forever ,"
"You got my promise,"
Shizuru just smile without saying anything for the rest of the day.
"Shizuru…Shizuru…"
Slowly, her eyes lids fluttered opened. The emerald eyes started to move in an axis. All that she could conceive was just the color of plain white, as if clouds encircling her, and there she was floating in the sapphire sky. A young lady, wearing a white uniform, walked in while smiling at the patient.
"Are you an angel?" asked the emerald eyed girl.
"Ah, Kuga-san, I'm surprised that you have a sense of humor," said the nurse as she was recording things in a chart.
"Thank you," replied Natsuki as she slightly bows with her head.
"Kuga-san, your dear coach requires you to rest in the hospital for a few days,"
Natsuki nodded and closed eyes. Remembering the run that she had messed up, a feeling of being incompetent welled inside her. Not once she had failed to achieve an exceed expectation result. Things easily get jumbled but to recover it, time is needed. I really have no idea what am I suppose to do.
"Shizuru," said the nurse.
The voice of the nurse broke her thought. "What did you say?"
"You mumble 'Shizuru' in your dreams, your girlfriend?"
The question surprised her greatly, widening her eyes, mouth kept opening and closing, which caused the nurse to giggle. The more the nurse could not control her laughter, the more Natsuki's brows twitching higher and higher. On hearing the drum of thunder, it managed to end the activities.
"I could neither remember my dreams nor the girl's name," muttered Natsuki as she looked at shower.
"Rest well Kuga-san," said the nurse and turned toward the door.
Natsuki sighed. Staying in the hospital was totally like a being trapped in a dungeon, cold, dark and dreary. The feeling of waiting and preparing to die, a moment when one's fang hangs in the balance, the only thing that a person would think of was to create the most memorable day.
I need to do something.
Natsuki threw the white cloth over her, jumped out of the bed and ran. Without thinking where she was going, as long as away from lying on the death bed, removing herself from thinking about worthless and nuisance thoughts, Natsuki remained her speed as she dashed up the stairs. Reaching the rooftop, facing the world, regardless of soaking in the rain, she screamed.
She yelled.
Clutching her blouse with her fist, biting hard her jaw, she winced
Someone is in pain.
"Have you notice it was raining everyday, Miss Fujino-san?" asked the chauffeur.
"Yes, I have noticed," replied Shizuru as she was writing words on the glass window.
My life have been so perfect ever since I was born