^^;; Mina-sama! ^^;; For those reading either "Hidden Secrets", "Hikari no Miko", or even "Secrets"…I know, I know, I need to update them..demo…this idea won't leave me alone! ^^;; Arigatou to the wonderful *and talented* Blue Moon for putting up with the confusion of this idea when I first revealed it…and because I doubt I would have thought of some aspects of this fic w/o her. *hugs* ^~
Now minna- Enjoy.
Disclaimer- Don't own either show.
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Prologue
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Swiftly and silently, the redhead closed the door behind him, shielding his view from the room that housed his sister's comatose body. Staring at the door intently for just a moment, as if indecisive, his amethyst eyes became arctic.
Turning to leave, he found himself just barely dodging the blonde who had just left the room across from his sister's.
"Watch where you're going, baka!" The blonde stranger growled, azure eyes flashing dangerously, threateningly.
The redhead grunted in response, instead opting to turn and walk down the hall. For three weeks, this same occurrence had taken place, and this time was no different. For the last three weeks, every time Aya, formally known as Ran, had visited his sister, he had encountered the strange blonde man.
Haruka stared at the shrinking form of the strange redhead that she had, once again, encountered.
"Baka…" She growled, before turning back to look at the room she had exited. Her eyes softened visibly, even more so when the door opened and closed, and teal invaded her vision.
"You really should apologize, Ruka." Tired teal eyes gazed into the cool navy. Haruka sighed.
"Demo…" She was interrupted as a dark haired girl ran up to her.
"Ruka-papa, Michiru-mama! How is she?" The child panted heavily, leaning against Haruka for support.
"Hotaru! What did I tell you about running in your condition?" Michiru scolded gently.
"Demo, Michiru-mama! I thought…I felt…Is she—" The violet-eyed child sighed and looked down at her feet, ashamed. "Gomen nasai, Michiru-mama. It won't happen again. How is she?"
"The same." Haruka stated simply, her fists clenched and knuckles white.
"But I felt the change! Something must have happened!" Hotaru's wide eyes met the tired eyes of her surrogated 'father's' disbelievingly.
"Iie, Hotaru. She is the same." Michiru cut in gently, before turning back to Haruka. "Go apologize, now!"
"He is not here." The door opened and closed once again. This time, a marooned eyed tanned woman stepped out, an air of mystery and wisdom draped around her lithe form. A silent glance was cast towards the closed room.
"She wishes for the sunshine…for everything she cannot have in here." Maroon eyes, shining with tears seemed to stare unseeingly through the walls of the hospital.
"Setsuna…you didn't know." A pale hand rested on the shoulders of the dark haired woman.
"Shouldn't we go and oversee the last details of the shop, now?" Hotaru asked, her gaze serious. "She'd like to know how the shop is faring." The last comment seemed to snap everyone out of their dreary silence.
"Everyone ready?" Haruka asked, looking at all present.
"Hai, we should go. I doubt the staff would appreciate us blocking the hallway." And the four figures made their way out of the hospital.
As a yellow convertible sped through the street in front of the hospital, a question could be heard from the youngest seated in the car.
"Why did she want us to open a flower shop?"
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End Prologue. Hehe, I know it isn't much…but it'll get better *hopefully* Anyways…review minna! Review makes the world go round *well…the ff world…^~*