||| [T] h e [C] a f e |||^Itachi Uchiha^|||-Chapter Eighteen-
Chapter Eighteen:Can't forget, can't forgive

"There is one pain I often feel, which you will never know. It is caused by the absence of you."

~Anonymous

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It was December 22nd

The winter solstice,

Usually the week before Christmas was busy,

With all the family planning,

Where everyone would get together,

Where lovers confessed secrets,

And sometimes,

When the most unexpected things would happened,

And sometimes those unexpected things were completely unbearable.

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Mariko was baking a batch of shortbread cookies while humming to one of her favourite songs as Misuki was chasing a spider. She set on the kettle for hot chocolate and took out a mug. There was a knock at her door and she immediately ran for it still holding the mug.

'Maybe it was Itachi.'

She thought happily before meeting face to face with a masked man holding a scroll. He had a fox shape ambu mask, and messy blonde spiky hair. He also wore the traditional ambu uniform.

"Mariko Kain." He said slowly. His voice was stoic as he unbinded the scroll and began to read out, "I have some unbearable news for you."

And he began to read.

She lost the grip on her mug as the ambu began to read the scroll.

It crashed into a million pieces.

Her face began to ache and her throat grew dry for thirst, but no tears.

"We are sorry for you lost. Good bye Ms. Kain." She didn't even thank him for the trouble of bring her the news. He walked away and she closed the door. She didn't pay any attention to the broken glass and walked straight into the kitchen. She turned off the burner for the hot chocolate and went upstairs. She opened the door knob to her room and then locked the door behind her. She laid down on her bed and pulled the blankets up to her chest and rested her head into her pillow.

Misuki laid her head down.

Tortured and despondent cries echoed around the house.

If only cats could cry.

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She woke with a different mood in morning then she would usually. She was not angry, she was not scared, she was not quirky, and instead she was Mello.

She didn't yell at her alarm clock,

She didn't crank up the warm water in her shower,

She didn't put on any makeup,

And she didn't eat breakfast.

Instead she just grabbed her cigarettes and walked out into the frail winter. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up as she leaned against the door to her house. She took out her lighter and lit one of her sticks and took a puff. A few more were fallowed after that and she then walked back inside her house. She never smoked in the house, she was afraid on the smell lingering around when she had guests.

She took three deep breaths and then fell to her knees; tears began to form in her eyes. Before she knew it she heard a knock at the door. She didn't want to stand up it but something inside her came out forcing her to open the door. She wiped her tears on her shirt and forced herself again to smile.

Kyou stood at the door holding a basket of muffins. In one hand he held the basket and in the other he had his hand behind his head. Eyes closed and a dimpled smile.

"Hi Kain I hope it's not to late. I brought over some muffins for-." He opened his eyes and saw the red faced girl.

"Kain are you..." He trailed off and dropped the basket off muffins beside of her feet. He looked into her green orbs and then took a deep breath of air.

She quickly beamed and took a big sniff, "Ah I was just cutting some onions, you know how they make your eyes all watery." She pointed at herself, "Now I'm a mess."

"Are you sure you're okay."

"Yeah, I am." She gentle punched him in the arm, "What did I saw about worrying about me."

He smiled softly as he picked up the basket and handed it to her.

"I baked these for you." He smiled, "Happy holidays."

"That's really sweet Kyou." She sniffed and gave him a sad hug and then closed the door as he walked away.

She walked into the kitchen and placed the muffins on the counter. Itachi had told her to meet him at the bridge tonight.

She was starting to think it wasn't such a good idea.

And with that she broke down into tears and tormented silent cries,

And she drifted off into a dreamless sleep.

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Lost like these ones,

Will forever leave a permanent scar,

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That was kinda sad,

My friend's father died,

They were very close,

:(

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