Is it Fate?

A Work of Fiction by shuuxharuka

A/N: I just wanted to edit this, since I'll be concentrating on finishing this story first (:

This was originally a Christmas Story but, obviously its past Christmas.

Enjoy.

Edited on October 19th 7:46 pm

Full Summary: Through a sudden twist and change of circumstances, they are separated, both parties promising to meet again in another place, and time. Meeting purely by chance on a frosty winter's Day, they are instantly left with bitter impressions. When they discover who they really are, they can only wonder "is it fate?"

Chapter 1: Meeting

May walked past uncountable stores, the people around her alive, radiating feelings of pure bliss and happiness. Typical behavior for the Christmas Season. She continued to scan the window displays, unable to find a suitable present for practically everyone.

Perhaps, it was because it was still early in the Christmas Season? This year, she had decided to begin her Christmas shopping earlier, in hopes that it'd save her the panic of leaving it until the last minute.

But all her hopes were in vain. For 2 hours in this freezing weather, she was unable to find anything. Nothing to be precise.

She sighed, as she slumped down on a near-by bench. She rubbed her hands together, hoping to produce some heat, but to no avail. She glanced at her watch and groaned. She should be heading home soon.

Luck just wasn't on her side, it seemed. She always had trouble finding the perfect presents, and no matter how early she started looking for them, the end result would be the same. She'd be caught up in the last minute shopping frenzies of Christmas, and hopefully, just hopefully, she'd make it out alive.

Wishful thinking you might call it, but it never hurt to try. "It might snow today" she murmured, a small smile gracing her face. Her sapphire eyes glistened at the thought of snow.

Snow. White, pure and untainted. It gave you a blissful feeling of comfort, of happiness and joy. Its icy outer façade gave one the wrong image, but as it slowly falls, piling up, and as it slowly melted away… one just thinks – it's beautiful.

But, sadly, the image of snow brought her thoughts back to him.

Her first love.

As children, they were absolute best of friends. Almost always together, smiling, laughing, as happy memories clouded May's thoughts. A stray tear managed to slide down her face, as she quickly wiped it away.

She was unconscious of it back then, but she loved him. She truly did. Yet, by the hands of fate, he moved away, on a cold winter's day, where snow was at its finest. They had made a promise that they'd meet again, in another place and time.

But when exactly was this "meeting" supposed to take place? Were they really meant to be together? Or was this fate's way of saying that they weren't?

Her heart was aching for that time – where she would be able to caress those emerald locks, gaze at his gentle eyes. She was slowly giving up, and she was dangerously close to it. After all these years, it was natural. Maybe it was time to move on?

She had sealed her heart away for him, waiting for it to be unlocked only by him. She had always felt guilty continually turning down her best friend, Brendan Birch. He was just such a nice guy, always cracking jokes and the clown. The life of the party.

Seeing that crestfallen gaze, those downturned lips, that slacking posture of defeat. A smile was like his trademark – without it, he was a stranger.

But, she couldn't pretend to like him to satisfy his only desires. It wouldn't be a true love. It'd be a lie, a lie binding them together. The truth hurts, but wouldn't it be better than a lie, a mere false illusion that just won't last?

"After all these years… 5 years to be exact… he could've forgotten about our promise," muttered May, a wave of discouragement slowly growing inside her heart.

Those emerald eyes, that soft green hair that she'd always yearned to touch but never had the chance. "Drew," she murmured softly, as she stood up.

Move on, forget about him whispered a voice inside her mind. But her heart thought otherwise. "I'll wait for you, even if it's just a while longer," she whispered, as she stared at the sky.

She would defy what fate had in store for her; she'd make their meeting happen. They'd meet again, she was sure. So sure. But there was that voice of logic nagging at the back of her mind once again. Her heart had managed to block out its rants for quite some time, and its power was growing.

Her own confusion and doubts were strengthening it.

It could be just wishful thinking…..she thought. She shook her head, as she punched her fist in the air. "Let's meet again soon Drew!" she screamed, causing several passer bys to stare.

She immediately pulled her hand down, scratching her head sheepishly. She always managed to embarrass herself in front of the public eyes somehow. She then began to trudge home, the feeling of disappointment again returning of not being able to buy at least one present.

Then, there was a flash of emerald within the crowd. Surely, there was. May immediately perked up, as she scanned the crowd. Could it be? His hair is noticeable anywhere…she thought, fueled with new-found hope.

There. She had spotted him. At the front of the stream of people, walking in and out of stores. May started sprinting immediately. This was a once in a lifetime chance that fate had granted graciously. He was just so close; she couldn't let him out of her grasp. She wanted to just see his face once again so badly. To hear his voice calling her name, his hand entwining with hers, his smile.

After 5 years of waiting, they were meeting. May just couldn't believe it. She increased her speed, cursing slightly at her poor running skills. Sport just wasn't her thing.

Then, a few more people stood in front of her view of him, as she soon lost sight of him. She immediately began to curse, tears of frustration overflowing. After 5 years, 5 solid years her chance came, and yet, she'd missed it.

She promised she'd fight fate, and yet, she couldn't live out her promise. She'd lost to fate so easily, after barely even thirty seconds. May then realized what she was doing, and angrily brushed away her tears. He had told her when he left to not cry, and to always smile. Otherwise, he'd be mad.

"… he wouldn't want me moping about because of our meeting… when the time comes, it'll come… all I have to do is be patient, and believe in myself" she murmured, smiling slightly.

She began the walk home, her posture considerably straighter. I'll just wait and see… maybe the chance will come… and if not, I'll prepare my heart for that time…of goodbye…

As she continued on the road back home, she suddenly bumped into someone. "Watch where you're going," a deep voice snarled harshly, the voice filled with bottled up negative emotions.

May was about to snap back, but was lost for words when her sapphire orbs met emerald ones.

Could it be?

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--shuuxharuka x