Lonely Love: Chapter 3

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She shrugged. "Whatever." She did agree, although in the 
far corner of her brain, she knew that this tradition, just like the 
others,
probably would not stay for long.

~~~

She stared at him intently, as she wondered how he had 
kept 
this up for so long. He had continued to keep his promise about their 
'day'. 

For the past week they had always met on Thursday, 
always 
having the day to themselves. Sometimes Anna came along, and respected 
their 
time together, never saying 
anything against them having this day - 'Anna is so perfect for him.' 
She 
had thought, as she looked ahead, out to the main window of the car.
'She's so beautiful and perfect for him. I can't help 
but 
admit that they seem as if they were meant to be.' Her eyes looked 
downcast 
upon the thought. 'But I can't help but wish that not to be.' Anna was 
a 
compassionate straight foreword person that loved Tokiya wish so much 
passion 
and emotion - and even though she tried to hate her, she could not. She 
had done nothing to her but make Tokiya happy.
'Oh Toki-chan.I love you'

~~~

"Fuuko," his voice wrapped around her mind so delicately 
as she turned her head to face him, her eyes blazing into his deep 
midnight 
ones as the colors of the sunset surrounded them. His hands were on the 
steering wheel as he drove his red convertible towards their friend's 
house. 
"Is something wrong? You seem distant - if you feel ill, I can take you 
home.Recca won't miss us that much, he'll be to busy entertaining his 
guests."
"Iie, iie, I was only think of things Toki-chan, you 
don't 
need to worry about me, I'm perfectly fine." She let out a happy smile 
as 
he nodded in reply, adverting his attention back to the road as the 
turned 
into the driveway, finding one spot left, surprisingly gullible.
"I think Recca RSVP this spot for us," Tokiya said with 
a 
laugh, as in front of them was a sign, 'Tokiya-Fuuko parking space'. 
Fuuko 
sat there and blinked. 'Tokiya-Fuuko.Yes, that's the way it should me, 
Toki-
chan. Just you and me.' 
Instead, she shook her head and laugh, "How hysterical. 
And 
you were saying that he wouldn't miss us if we were not to come." She 
said 
with a smile playing upon her face.
Tokiya shrugged, "Dunno, Recca's just weird like that."
"But, we love him anyways." She finished up for him, as 
he nodded, the two entering the party as she looked up at him once 
more,
her dark blues staring so intently at him. He was so carefree, so 
beautiful,
with a heart so thick and bold. 'He's going to make one girl so 
happy.oh 
Kami, how I wish it would be me.' 

~~~

She stood in the corner, her eyes looking around at 
everyone. 
She didn't feel like lingering with the others, she wanted to be alone 
right 
now, to let the loneliness pull her away from the rest of the world so 
she 
could just think about everything that was happening to her.
She recalled the argument Yanagi and her had had 
previously 
today as another letter from France came along.

****FLASHBACK****

"They really want to you Usa!" Makoto's voice was high 
and 
singsong, as she looked at the letter, and back at her enthusiastic 
friend. 
Her heart thumped with such notation. 'They want me-' but her thoughts 
had stopped as her heart began to think once more, as it always did. 
She 
always let her heart decided, for she believed that your heart is never 
wrong.
"I don't know Yanagi, I mean, I don't think I would like 
this experience. I don't know anyone, and well, I don't think I'm 
quite 
ready for all this." She answered, as Yanagi's eyes narrowed down at 
her,
ready to pounce. "Not ready?! Oh kami Fuuko! You know this is what 
you 
want!! You have Saicho there! Remember, he's a doctor and you two 
always 
got along for so long! And you won't miss us - you can always visit. 
Girl,
think about it, this internship is such a wonderful opportunity for 
you! 
It opens up a new window for you? Think about it, your job does not 
help 
you at all. What do you do there? Errands. You have to bring this over 
there 
and that over here. Fuuko, you have such potential, don't put it in 
waste!"
"Demo, I don't know, I'm so confused! I want to go, but 
I 
don't want to.it is a good opportunity, but then I won't get to be 
with." 
she looked away, clutching the letter tightly.
Yanagi gathered her friend in her arms. "This is what 
it's 
all about ne, Fuuko? Tokiya. Why don't you tell him how you feel?"
She pulled away from her friend, "How can I tell a 
person 
that I known for all my life that I am 'madly, deeply, passionately in 
love' 
with him? The guy that I have been through everything with, the one 
that 
lets me cry on his shoulder when I feel like dying? Anyways, he's 
thinking 
about proposing to Anna - what use is it anyways? He's too hung up on 
Anna 
to even notice me."
"Fuuko-"
But her voice was drowned out by her friend's heart 
retching 
sobs.

****FLLASHBACK****

She snapped out of reality as a song drifting around 
her,
sucking her into its atmosphere and it's sorrow.
She took the cup in her hand, as she began to drink the 
punch 
that was held within it. Her mind spun with everything that was 
happening 
as she refilled it and continued to drink it up, as one sentence filled 
her mind, 'Have you ever.Yes,' she thought with bitter irony. 'I 
have.'

~~~

He didn't think she'd end up this bad.he only left her 
alone 
for twenty minutes. But the next think he knew she stood, sitting on 
the 
couch, her hand holding onto it tight as she prayed for the world to 
stop 
spinning on her. 
"Fuuko, what's the matter." He had asked, as she groaned 
in reply.
"You didn't drink the punch, did you?" She groaned 
louder 
this time, as he shook his head. "Fuuko, you should know that they 
spike 
it." She groaned a long and agonizing moan as he shook his head. 
"Never did I think I would see the day that you would be 
intoxicated right in front of me," she looked up and glared at him, as 
he 
shook his head in reply. He sighed, helping her up, as she smiled at 
him 
gratefully.
"Reika thinks you're hot." 
He stared at her strangely, as he recalled his meeting 
with 
Reika. It was not the most pleasant, for she had glared at him, giving 
him 
the third degree, "My dear, you are 
truly, madly, raving drunk." 
With those words, he called out to his best friend, 
"Recca,
I'm taking Fuuko home, 
she had a little too much to drink."
Recca nodded in acknowledgement as the two stumbled out, 
as Fuuko continued to babble continuously. He led to the car, as he 
drove 
her home. "France.hmm.far, far, far away.is that why it starts with a 
F?"
Tokiya continued to drive, drowning Fuuko's endless 
babbling 
with music. He looked at her, noticing that he was blocking off the 
sound 
of silence now, as he saw the 
Dark haired looking out of the window, staring intently at the 
sparkling 
stars. "I wonder if there is life upon the stars." she said softly, as 
her 
hands slowly touched the glass of the window at where the stars looked 
like 
it was. "I wish I could be living the stars.it seems to serene."
She sighed, "Toki-chan, don't you wish you lived on the 
stars?"
He groaned.

~~~

'How does she do it?' He wondered, as he carried her 
into 
the apartment easily. 'She is so thin and fits in my arms so 
perfectly-
I wonder where does all the food she stuffs inside her go? Wow, she 
has 
high metabolism.' His leaned his leg onto the wall, as he shifted the 
weight 
that was on his right arm to the leg as he took out his keys from his 
pocket. 
With that, he opened the door, closing it with his leg as soon as he 
went 
in. He put her in her room, as she sunk into her bed so elegantly, as 
she 
looked so innocent-
He sighed, "Fuuko, you are a handful."
With the sound of her name, she softly opened her eyes, 
"Toki-
chan."
He smiled at her ignoring the horrible nickname. "Hey 
Fuuko,
how are you feeling?"
"Fine fine," she said softly, as her head spun, "or 
not." 
She giggled profoundly, "You know what Toki-chan?" She said in a low 
pitch 
as he raised an eyebrow. 
"What?"
She whispered three words into his ears. "I love you."
"Nani?" He said incredibly, as she looked up, "I love 
you 
Toki-chan, ever since I was thirteen - Hehehe." she said, her eyes 
looking 
through him, "but you never cared." she said, her face downcast. "But 
it 
doesn't matter, as long as I can be by your side."
She closed her eyes as she took a deep breath. ".as long 
as you are happy." She drifted off.
He stared in shock. 'She *loves* me?'

~~~

She now knew what a hangover was. She now concluded with 
something, NEVER drink punch. She trudged out of the bathroom and into 
the kitchen where Tokiya sat, sipping coffee and reading the newspaper. 

"Very professional looking Tokiya-chan." She told him a 
he looked up at her in surprise, as he swallowed hard.
"Are you feeling better?" He asked, as she nodded, he 
watched 
her, as his mind spun. 'I love you Toki-chan.' 
That's what she said, and the words kept on haunting 
him. 
'Maybe she was drunk and didn't know what she was saying.'and yet.
"Fuuko.yesterday, you said something and I was wondering 
if it was true or not. It sounded a little too fabled to be real 
and.I." 
she stared at him, not knowing what he was talking about, "Nani 
Toki-chan?"
"You said.umm.you said you loved me.you were playing 
right?"
Those words stung her heart. 'You were playing right?'
Her head bobbed up and down as he sighed in relief. 
"Ohh,
good."
She felt like crying.

~~~

'You were playing right?'
'Ohh, good.'
"How inconsiderate pompous jerk that basterd is!" 
Domon's 
voice rose high, as Yanagi tried to cool down her friend. Fuuko 
continued 
to look up at the empty ceiling.
'A little too fabled.'
'You were playing right?
'Ohh, good.'
Her mind spun.
'A little too fabled.'
'You were playing right?
'Ohh, good.'
'A little too fabled.'
'You were playing right?
'Ohh, good.'
'He doesn't love me.' She thought, as she felt tears 
form 
her eyes. 'All this time of wishing and hoping and dreaming - but no, 
he 
doesn't love me.' she held on tight to the stuff kitten in her hands. 
'Why 
couldn't he have pretended that he had not heard.'
Ever since that day after her awful hangover, they 
haven't 
talked much. Everything was awkward.the silence between them. It had 
been 
two weeks, and they haven't spent more than five minutes in each 
other's 
presence, and if they had, it was a miracle. There was too much looking 
away, and stuttering, so one of them would come up with an excuse to 
leave. 
She made up her mind. 
"I can't stand this anymore," she softly said, as Domon 
and 
Yanagi looked at her, their squabbling ceased.
"I'm going to France. I'm going away from all this. I'm 
going 
away from Tokiya. I can't stand this anymore. One can only take 
enough." 
Yanagi said nothing as her friend began to pick up the 
phone 
as she dialed to the phone number written down on the notepad as Domon 
asked,
"Are you sure of this?"
Ever since that day, she had been thinking about doing 
this. 
What was she to do? Continue on living with a man that refused her? 
Maybe 
others can handle this, but she was a very emotional person and could 
not 
handle the rejection. "Hai. I'm positive."
She then booked a flight for tomorrow night. 

~~~

He sighed, as he looked at his watch. It was the second 
Thursday 
that went by, as he began to feel terrible. 
'Oh god, I'm neglecting her once more -' He thought as 
he 
went into the apartment, closing the door behind him. 
Looking at his watch, he was sure that she was home, she 
was *always* home around now.
He looked around the apartment, the living room, the 
kitchen,
the bathroom, and her room.but what had frightened him about her room 
was 
the fact that all of her important possessions were missing.
He panicked. 
He picked up the phone and began to dial a number, as a 
soft 
voice replied, "Moshi moshi?" 
"Yanagi-chan? You know where Fuuko is? She's not here.I 
can't 
seem to find her any where.!"
Yanagi's breath became deeper. "Tokiya-kun, you are such 
a fool! You stabbed her in her heart! Goddamn it, she *loves* you!! She 
loves you so much!" Makoto's voice screamed at him, as he felt like 
punching 
himself in the head.
'A little too fabled.'
'You were playing right?
'Ohh, good.'
He could recall the words that he had said, and the way 
he 
had blocked her face wincing in pain as he said those words. "Where is 
she? 
Onegai, please, I need to talk to her."
"To late. It's too late, Tokiya-kun."
"Nani--?"
"She's gone. She left to France an hour ago."
He screamed in frustration.

~~~
Authors Notes:

Hi-yiiii! Okay so this third chaptert is really fast now since I 
divided 
the first part and the second part and the third part. Maybe next 
weekend 
I can continue on the fourth one since I can only use the computer on 
Saturdays 
and Fridays. 

So maybe I could submit the fourth chapter next time!

Okay, so if you want to flame me because Tokiya's so out of character. 
E-
mail me here: chi_chan1012@hushmail.com
Thanks for the flames or whatever! I love receiving e-mails from 
anyone,
so, give me a clue okay!
-=Chi-chan=-