Author's Notes: Lol, I'm writing again! Who would have thought! Honestly, I thought it would be weeks before I started again... Hmm. Omoshiroi.
Ahem, anyway. Do you know what epistolary literature is? If you don't, I'm not going to tell you! XD Check your dictionaries, broaden your vocabulary! Okay, this sounded really corny. Well, I thought I'd make this story one of those - I decided to experiment a bit. Now, I don't know if it's going to be any good, it's a completely new area for me so if it turns out bad, don't be mad at me, okay? But I still hope it IS going to turn out okay. Hope for me, ne? Lol. Oh, and everything's going to be epistolary except the prologue and the epilogue.
This isn't a Christmas story. I was thinking of writing one, but I just didn't have an idea of what to write. Gomen... Maybe next year, if I'll still be writing at that time.
Well, merry/happy any holiday that you might celebrate and if I don't make it to write another chapter for this until then, HAPPY 2006! Be happy, healthy and filled with love and lots of good fanfics in the new year!
Enjoy!
Title: The Lilac-Scented Hearts - Prologue
Rating: K+
Author: Sabreen
The fact that Chiba Mamoru was leaving had been spread out with an enormous speed, and everyone who attended Azabu university or was a more orless frequent guest of the Crown Game Center knew it. Guys were raising their eyebrows and/or glaring at the girls who looked mainly shocked and sad. There had even been some tears, which were streaking down the faces of girls who considered their lives now officially over. The subject of the gossip mainly sipped his coffee, shaking his head in wonder, almost all the time in the company of his laughing-his-head-off best friend.
Mamoru glared at Motoki for the what he thought was the millionth time in the last few days, slowly boiling.
"Cut it out," he growled.
"How can I? I mean, look at those girls!" He stopped as another fit of chuckles erupted from his lips. "They're watching you like you're gonna evaporate any second now, and that they'll be the ones to catch you and save you from leaving!" Motoki laughed again. Mamoru looked at him, confused.
"What did you say?" he asked. "How can I evaporate and they'll catch me? I mean, if I really evaporate, then they can't... Oh, just forget it!" Mamoru said, annoyed, and got up."You're already geting to me. Well, I'm going home, gotta rest for tomorrow. See ya at the airport?" Motoki nodded, now serious. He leaned in for a hug and Mamoru returned it, patting his back.
"I'm gonna miss you," Motoki said. Mamoru laughed.
"Save the soft stuff for tomorrow. Well, see ya! Say hi to Reika if she doesn't make it tomorrow." Motoki nodded.
"Bye."
Mamoru went out of the arcade into the warm night of the slowly dying June.
"Usagi-chan! What are you doing here so early?" Motoki's dumbfounded gaze followed a bit grumpy girl who walked in and sat on the stool in front of him, setting her elbows on the counter and staring at its metal surface, shrugging.
"I woke up really early for some reason and I thought I could chat with you for a while, before school." she muttered.
"Oh," he said, a smug grin taking place on his lips and his eyebrows raising.
"Why so down?" She shrugged.
"I'm not down," she murmured again.
"Sure," Motoki grinned. "Well, do you know Mamoru-kun is leaving today?" he asked carelessly, preparing a hot chocolate for her. Under the cover of thoughtless small talk, he observed her carefully, watching her reaction. "He won't be back until exactly a year after today, on June 30th. Going to study in America."
"Yes, I know!" she hissed. "The whole damn island knows!" she bursted. Motoki just smiled, watching her frown burn the counter again as she drank a bit of her chocolate.
"I see," he replied. She suddenly got up.
"Well, sorry I didn't stay long, but I... I just need to clear my head a bit. You see, I... I've got this big test and I want to pass it, so I... Well, bye. See you later." As she flew out of the arcade, she bumped into a cocky-looking man with ebony black hair. Her blush was visible even to Motoki, and chuckling, he grinned.
'A big test indeed...'
"M... Mamoru-baka!" she yelled as she almost met the sidewalk (again) after bumping into a young man who didn't seem surprised to see her at all. Just the opposite, actually. Taking his sunglasses off, he grinned at her cockily.
"Hey, Odango.What are you doing up on the streets so early? Dear diary, guess what! Gosh, I've never thought I'd see the day when you'd be out of bed at seven thirty a.m." She just flushed and got on her feet quickly.
"Isn't there some kind of a hole you could bury yourself in so I don't have to see that stuck-up face anymore?" she yelled, glaring at him with a fiery passion.
"Oh, but Odango, who would make your life miserable then? And BTW, have you ever participated in any serious discussion in your class? Well, besides the fact that you are only intelligent enough to discuss whether you want a stuffed horse or a stuffed hippo, you're too lazy even to read a thin but very deep book which isn't a picture book or a comic, like The Old man and the Sea. Really, if you can't read that itty-bitty little book, then you should be the ten on the laziness scale. Heck, they should name the laziness scale after you!" Usagi frowned in rage, glaring at him with the iciest look she could manage and balling her hands to fists.
"You're spying on me!" she yelled. He just laughed.
"Ha ha ha! Believe me, I've got better things to do than spying on teenage girls whose favourite book is Cinderella!"
"Ugh! You're despicable! You're the worst person I've ever met! I hate you!" She cried out and took off running towards her school.
"Odango!" he yelled as soon as she did so. She stopped, for a slight moment thinking he'd apologize, but she mentally shook her head, knowing he'd never do something like that.
"What do you want?"
He approached her slowly, a slight smile on his lips.
"Sorry, Odango."
"Hmph! Wow, you apologized! What's going to happen next, you're dry up and die?" she spat. He just chuckled, and she turned around again.
"Wait! That's not what I wanted."
"What?" she whisked around and frowned, half still in anger and half in confusion. He walked really closely to her and tipped her chin, lying a kiss on her cheek.
"Happy birthday, Usa."
Turning around, he went halfway to the arcade before he stopped.
"I hope you like it," he said in a husky voice, smiling. Only then she discovered a small pink box that he'd put in her hand, tied with a cute purple ribbon with bunnies printed on it. Looking through the large glass window into the arcade, her gaze met with Mamoru's, who was comfortably seated in front of Motoki.
With a gentle smile, so unlike the cockiness she'd always been receiving, he winked at her, mouthing 'See ya.' With her gaze wide, she looked at the gift lying so innocently upon her palm, before gripping it tightly and cradling it safely in her arms. She turned slowly and started walking to her school, imagining his soft blue eyes and gentle smile again and again.
End of Prologue -
Hope you like it! Chapter One soon -wink-.
Sabreen