Ahh...exboyfriend stories. I have enough to write an entire soap opera! :hehe: Seems like I date all the male drama queens.
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Started by Akakage · 3 Dec 2003 · 7,805 replies
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Wah~!. I've never been stalked. And I haven't been on an official date yet either... :sweat:
Akakage wrote:Bitchy...hahahah..you should've seen my post in this site. I've been bitching a lot of ppl lately in other thread.. :hehe: :beaten: Er..Rinrin knows that quite well. I can be very mean too.. :beaten:
From what I could see, they asked for it! :twisted:
Yeah, A hero. A cool one but seems quite foolish when he falls in love.. ;)
Sounds interesting already! You gotta post it here!!! :mrgreen:
I LUV V6! wrote:Wah~!. I've never been stalked. And I haven't been on an official date yet either...
I've never been stalked either (and after hearing all those horror stories I'm extremely grateful!), but being the old lady that I am, I have been on some official dates. :sweat:
Akakage wrote:
He was talking nonsense and accussing me stuff..hehehe..instead of putting some arguments so I just left him. But our relationship last for three years. We just broke up last year. Too complicated but I was glad it ended, we're still best friend you know.. Oh..goodness, maybe I'm just too kind. I even bless him to go out with the bitch that ruined our relationship... Believe it or not it's true, I didn't make this one up.
I believe you....and i think it's the best way to handle situations like these. I guess you're a little be like me. I've been with my boyfriend for 5 years now and when i feel an argument brewing, i just walk away from it. No point wasting our breathes and fight which would end up with each of us saying hurtful words to each other right?
About giving your blessings. It takes a person with a big heart to actually do that. My ex cheated on me with this other girl and i met her in the gym. She knew who i was and we pretended we didn't know each other. Until i went up to her and made friends with her. For i always believe it's not the girls fault....it's always the guys because if he truly loves me...then no matter how a girl seduces him, he would never fall for that trap. EHhehHEH....I sound like an old grand mother now.
And boy...i would never want to get on yours and Rinrin's bad side....ehheeh.... :google:
AngelXing wrote:For i always believe it's not the girls fault....
Still, I don't like a girl who likes to steal someone else's property. Girls like that do exist you know. They were created in this world to test nice girls like us..hehehee.. :hehe: :beaten:
Oh yes..don't ever enter my danger zone..My friends in university went :shocked: after seeing me explode like a raging bull :twisted: :hehe: Heck I'm not proud of that...it's really bad. I am short tempered.
Rinrin wrote:Sounds interesting already! You gotta post it here!!! :mrgreen:
I want to read what I Luv has in mind first for the Squad. Besides my story has got nothing to do with any member of the V6. Like I've told you before, it's a some sort of a real fiction. I made up the character, centering of a guy with a very interesting background of job and family that he had. I've written seven pages already since yesterday.
Hirari Chan wrote:Ahh...exboyfriend stories. I have enough to write an entire soap opera! :hehe: Seems like I date all the male drama queens.
Oh yes, aren't all ex boyfriends stories could make up a great plot for soap opera? :beaten:
Hehehe..I finally ordered ULTRAMAN TIGA from amazon.com..I plan to make the whole collection of it...YAY HIROSHI!!! :inlove:
I usually end up like that Shitto No Kaori scenario. I like someone who likes someone else, that someone else likes someone else... (except I don't get all psycho! )
Uh, It happens to me all the time !!!! I have such a bad luck in love ... :(
Angel-chan, great chapter !!!!!!! :applaud:
And Valle-chan, welcome back !!!!! :mrgreen:
Akakage wrote:I want to read what I Luv has in mind first for the Squad. Besides my story has got nothing to do with any member of the V6. Like I've told you before, it's a some sort of a real fiction. I made up the character, centering of a guy with a very interesting background of job and family that he had. I've written seven pages already since yesterday.
:hehe: I'm writing your part with Sakamoto right now. :hehe: :hehe:
I kept the pairing the same as for the Squadrella story. And I added Marsha with Tomoya...I hope that's alright.
Haha...right now I'm enjoying reading Angel's story, although it gets a tear in my eye every time a new chapter comes up. :sweat:
Oh Me and Masa..hehehehe.. :hehe: :beaten: Cannot wait to read it.
;)
Well you can put her and Tomoya in as a special guest star .. :hehe:
;)
Well you can put her and Tomoya in as a special guest star .. :hehe:
I want to read what I Luv has in mind first for the Squad. Besides my story has got nothing to do with any member of the V6. Like I've told you before, it's a some sort of a real fiction. I made up the character, centering of a guy with a very interesting background of job and family that he had. I've written seven pages already since yesterday.
Wow, Aka-chan, looks like you're becomin' a real writter now !!! Uhuuu, sounds great !!! If you turn it into a book, I'll buy it for sure !!!! :mrgreen:
Betsy Hayashi wrote:
Wow, Aka-chan, looks like you're becomin' a real writter now !!! Uhuuu, sounds great !!! If you turn it into a book, I'll buy it for sure !!!! :mrgreen:
hehehee..dunno about that.. yet. :sweat: As requested by Rinrin, I will post it here later on after I Luv's fanfic. So, after that you girls be the judge :beaten: I dunno whether my story would be that interesting to be published anyway. But I'm happy writing it for my enjoyment and of course for you girls enjoyment too.
Akakage wrote:
hehehee..dunno about that.. yet. :sweat: As requested by Rinrin, I will post it here later on after I Luv's fanfic. So, after that you girls be the judge :beaten: I dunno whether my story would be that interesting to be published anyway. But I'm happy writing it for my enjoyment and of course for you girls enjoyment too.
Judgin' by the stories you wrote before, I think it might be a great story !!!!! :mrgreen:
Betsy Hayashi wrote:
Judgin' by the stories you wrote before, I think it might be a great story !!!!! :mrgreen:
I think so too!! :mrgreen:
Akakage wrote:Hehehe..I finally ordered ULTRAMAN TIGA from amazon.com..I plan to make the whole collection of it...YAY HIROSHI!!!
I'm still working on Kamen Rider Kuuga. 3 more DVD's to go! Maybe I'll start on Tiga after I finish buying Kuuga! :P
Akakage wrote:
Ok..Masa pic right..I've picked the easiest one to be copied..how about this!!
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oh... that's tough.. of all masa's pic I've seen, I make a conclusion that he has a hard face to draw.
I'll try it. I'm going to sit for a test next week, so until then, I can't draw it.. hope u can wait. gomen
Wow, Masa looks so good in this pic !!!! (Calm down, Aka, I know he's yours !!!! :hehe: :hehe: :hehe: )
It might be hard to draw his face, but I'm sure you can do it, Zaza-chan !!!! You're so talented !!!! :mrgreen:
It might be hard to draw his face, but I'm sure you can do it, Zaza-chan !!!! You're so talented !!!! :mrgreen:
Betsy Hayashi wrote:Wow, Masa looks so good in this pic !!!! (Calm down, Aka, I know he's yours !!!! :hehe: :hehe: :hehe: )
It might be hard to draw his face, but I'm sure you can do it, Zaza-chan !!!! You're so talented !!!! :mrgreen:
oh.. right here I'm blushing with your compliment :nut: :P :beaten: .
once u see the result... u'll forget saying me talented :hehe:
Gomen...
“Go! What are you doing?” Masa’s loud voice broke the peaceful silence.
Go looked up and shrugged. “Eating” he answered simply and went back to slurping his ramen.
I leaned against the wall and looked at my watch. She’s late again and I was getting more and more annoyed. She’s never acted this way before, only lately.
I felt a frown appear on my face as I caught sight of her long brown hair. Panting slightly, she reached me and gave me an apologetic smile.
“You’re late.” I said accusingly. She reached out her hands, gesturing for me to take it.
“Gomen, Hiroshi….” She apologized.
I sighed despite of myself. How many times has she apologize? This was her 96th apology since we got together. I didn’t want a relationship to be full of apologies. Love isn’t about having to say sorry all the time right?
“Hiroshi, forgive her already….don’t be such a priss….”Ken called out from his seat next to Go.
I looked at him and glared. What did he understand? Nothing. He got up and took her by the hands and led her to the table. She giggled as Juinichi started saying something.
As I stared at her, a sudden realization hit me, hard.
I realize that the love I felt for her was slowly simmering.
So why am I feeling this way?
But she sees me as who I was.
She loves me as who I really was.
So why was she drifting away from me now? I haven't been seeing her for two days and every time I tried to call after her, she ignored me. Totally.
Are lovers supposed to act like this?
Was this the beautiful girl I fell in love with a year ago? The same girl I sacrificed so much just to be with? Is she the same person I looked forward on seeing every single day of my life? The one who made my stress and problems melt away with just a single hug?
There she was, sitting opposite me, laughing heartily along with the others. Masa was piling her bowl with food as she started to protest. Inocchi was teasing her about something, while Go tried to get her attention by pouring her a glass of beer.
She was indeed a flower among us, she blossomed and glowed. When we got together, I was always worried that either one of the 5 would eventually snatch her away. But I got over that period. I learned to trust them and I learned to trust her. They treated her like their very own sister and dotted on her dearly.
She looked up and our eyes met. For a moment she looked quizzically at me, asking me silently why was I so quiet and moody. I broke the eye contact and started to eat.
“Why are you so quiet?” Juinichi asked, nudging me slightly.
I looked up at him and shook my head. “I’m eating.”
Masa frowned slightly at my short answer. “Hey, it’s her birthday, don’t you think you should do something?” he asked softly so that only the both of us could hear.
I shrugged and looked at her. “Happy birthday.” I wished quietly and she smiled.
“Thank you…”
Go shifted uncomfortably and reached under the table and pulled out a bag. “Here, a gift from us. Happy birthday!” he wished.
“Hope you like it…” Ken chirped in excitedly.
She nodded and pulled out a beautiful hand embroidered shawl. “It’s beautiful!” she gushed, wrapping it around her. “Thank you so much! I love it!”
Inocchi kick me slightly. “Where’s your gift?” he asked and I sighed inwardly.
I reached into my pockets and pulled out a tiny box. “Here….” I passed it to her.
She took it and opened it. “Wow…” she gushed, pulling out the chain and locket I asked one the V6 management team to buy.
The voices faded away as I fell into the depth of my thoughts. I couldn’t leave her. We’ve been through so much just to be together. I used to depend on her for her support, but now it seems that I’m able to stand on my two feet again. I don’t need her anymore. But if I were to leave her, it would look like I’ve used her and dump her. I’m not a bastard. But am I selfish? I do care for her….deeply….but I just…I don’t know. Do I still love her?
An hour later, the small gathering dispersed. “Hey, Masa, do you mind sending her home? I still need to head down to the office to get the script I left there.” I said and he looked at me.
“Why don’t you just get it tomorrow?” he asked, looking at her with a worried glance.
She stood next to Juinichi, staring at me with that big eyes of hers sadly, but I couldn’t look at her in the eyes. I just couldn’t.
“I need to memorize my lines.” I told him and waved goodbye to them before anyone could stop me.
5 days later:
I was sitting on my couch, going through my schedules and script. She was puttering around in the kitchen and the aromatic smell of curry wafted through the air.
I looked up and saw her walking towards me with a glass of juice in her hands. “Here, you look thirsty.” She said gently, placing the glass on the table.
“Thanks…” I took a sip and placed it back down.
“What are you reading?” she asked, sitting down next to me.
“The script for an upcoming stage play….” I told her.
“Sounds interesting….”
“I guess it is….” I answered.
She continued sitting next to me for a few more seconds and when she realized I wasn’t going to say anymore, she stood up and accidentally knocked the table, making the glass of juice spill all over the table and onto my scripts and paper.
“OH NO!” I exclaimed, quickly grabbing the wet papers, trying to salvage it.
“Gomen….” She apologized once again, quickly grabbing a rag and started to clean up the mess.
Gomen…again, the 97th time.
2 days later:
I looked at my watch for the hundredth time and at the empty street. No sign of her. She was late. AGAIN.
I sighed and closed my eyes. I really wondered how much I actually meant to her. Why was she always late for our meetings and dates? Why was it that when I wanted to give her a chance and she goes blowing it?
I couldn’t take this anymore. I really can’t. I looked up again and saw her running down the street towards me, looking pale and beads of sweat decorated her forehead.
I confronted her and as expected, her answer was the same as last time.
"Gomen." 98th time.
That was the last straw.
“I don’t want to here that anymore!” I exploded and her eyes widened in surprise. “I can’t take this anymore. I need to think….” I said, turning around and walking away from her.
Days went by and after sleepless nights and deep thoughts, I realized that there was no more future for us. Being together was just going to bring suffering to both of us.
I picked up my phone and dialed her number. She picked up on the 3 ring. “Hello? It’s me.” I said after taking a deep breath.
“I know….”she whispered, sounding weak.
I closed my eyes and felt my heart contract. I thought this was going to be easy but it wasn’t. It was more difficult than I could imagine.
"Gomen." 99th time.
That words came over the other line and my eyes flew open. That’s it. No more turning back now. We parted after our last conversation on the phone.
After that, I buried myself in my work and I never saw her again. Masa, Inocchi, Ken and Juinichi never brought her up again though I knew they still kept in contact with her because every time I walk into the room, I would hear her name and when they realize I was there, they would stop abruptly.
It was as if, she was a taboo subject when I was around. I decided that I needed to take a break. After the stage play, I left Tokyo for a few months.
I went to a place where I could heal my salted wounds and only came back when I missed my family and friends. I missed her. Maybe, it’s time to face her again. We could still remain friends, she was after all, once held an important place in my heart and will always do.
Maybe I was too hasty with my decision. I shouldn’t be such a brat for being angry at her. Nobody is perfect right? After all, she’s always patient with me when I blow up, she never screamed at me, never scolded me. She was only late. That’s all.
I took the next flight back to Tokyo and rushed to her apartment only to find nobody home. I tried calling her cell phone but only go her voice message. Dejectedly, I took a cab back to the office.
Where is she? Where did she go?
“GO!” I called out when I saw that familiar back. He turned around and his face betrayed his surprise at my appearance.
"Hiroshi! You're back!"
Ken, Masa, Inocchi and Juinichi came out from the room and they all looked at me surprised. But I didn’t have time for petty chit-chat. I need to see her.
"Guys, have you seen her?"
Their expression changed so rapidly, I thought I've seen his expression wrong. He was hiding something. And my instincts told me I need to know.
"Where's she?" I repeated, feeling something bad about to happen. I gripped the handles of my bags tightly.
"She…."Go started to say, looking away and at Masa who nodded slightly.
"No point hiding, Go… He needs to know and would find out in the end." Masa urged gently.
Go nodded "She…she’s in the hospital right now. She…. "
I didn’t wait for him to finish his sentence and found myself running towards the exit and towards my new destination.
The hospital.
The white walls and the antiseptic smell in the air was disturbingly haunting. My sneakers echoed loudly on the linoleum floors. I almost suffocated the nurse at the reception to find out which room she was in. The minute I found out, I was off running again, ignoring the weird looks and whispers thrown at me.
Her ward neared as I turned around the corner, my heart thumping with agony and worry.
I pushed the door open and there she was, sitting on her bed with a book on her lap. She turned around with a smile on her beautiful face as if she knew who it was. Sweat ran down my face as I stood at the entrance, panting heavily.
"Why didn't you tell me about this! Why-why didn't you? Even though we did broke up, but it wouldn't hurt to tell me!" I demanded.
Without waiting for her answer, my legs automatically ran towards her as I flung my arms around her neck, hugging her tightly. I felt her soothing hand caressing my back softly, gently, just like how she used to do when I was upset.
She pulled away and gave me a small smile.
"Go-gomen." 100th apology.
With that, she slowly sank into the bed and her eyes fluttered shut. That was the last word she said to me before leaving me to cope with this cruel world alone.
No matter how much I shook her, she didn’t wake up. That light in her eyes was permanently shut, that beautiful smile of hers would never be seen again. The comforting arms that used to hold me for hours could never be felt again.
“Hiroshi…” Juinichi called my name and I looked up with tear streaked face.
He and the others were panting as well. It wasn’t until his eyes fell on her that it became wider.
“No…” he whispered, taking a few steps towards us.
I was holding onto her hands tightly, as if I could hold on to her spirit. Holding her so she would never leave.
Masa touched my shoulders lightly, but I shook him off. “DON’T TOUCH ME!” I shouted and he stepped back. “Don’t touch me…” I was shaking with disbelief and I grabbed her. “Wake up…” I told her. “Wake up….please…wake up….”
“Hiroshi…stop it…she’s gone…”Ken said, grabbing my arm while Juinichi took the other, trying to stop me from shaking her.
“WAKE UP!” I screamed when they pulled me back.
“STOP IT! SHE’S GONE!” Inocchi exclaimed, grabbing me by the shoulders. “She’s gone….”
Yes, she’s gone and she’ll never come back again.
Her mom came to me a few days later, with a box that contained pictures of the memories we shared.
Every picture had a short story written on the back.
The ninety-sixth photo. I had a frown on my face as she had her fingers entwined with mine. The message, written in her neat writing behind the photo brought tears to my eyes.
*When I was going to meet you, my chest started to hurt so badly and I needed a few minutes to make the pain go away. I never meant to be late Hiroshi.*
I never knew that she had the sickness. She never told me. And the ninety-eighth photo told me why.
"I never meant to hurt you. But if you know about my sickness, you'll be worried for me. I rather you stay happy then to be sad for me. Going away from you, would mean more time for you to find your happiness, without me."
I came to the last photo without knowing it. It was a photo taken at the hospital ward. She smiled at the camera, her eyes were shining brightly, but in the depth of it was deep sadness.
"I already knew how much time I had left. And by the time you see this, I would already be gone. Given a chance, I wouldn’t want to leave this beautiful world. But promise me, don't blame yourself for me, your happiness is still there with you. Don't give up on love and hope. I love you, I really do, and I hope that all the times I made you sad would be a memory you could love and cherish."
"Promise me, Hiroshi, don't cry when you read this. I love you and I always will."
How could I not cry? She had cared for me all along while I took her love for granted and broke her heart into tiny pieces. I left her alone to fight the pain and sickness. I left her when she needed me the most. I wasn’t there when she was in pain. I was buried deep in my own selfishness to see the love in front of me. Of all the times she said sorry, she meant every everything.
I held the photo to my heart and allow myself to cry. Tears blurring the sight in front of me.
She shouldn’t be the one to apologize.
I should.
Gomennasai…
Gomen.
“Go! What are you doing?” Masa’s loud voice broke the peaceful silence.
Go looked up and shrugged. “Eating” he answered simply and went back to slurping his ramen.
I leaned against the wall and looked at my watch. She’s late again and I was getting more and more annoyed. She’s never acted this way before, only lately.
I felt a frown appear on my face as I caught sight of her long brown hair. Panting slightly, she reached me and gave me an apologetic smile.
“You’re late.” I said accusingly. She reached out her hands, gesturing for me to take it.
“Gomen, Hiroshi….” She apologized.
I sighed despite of myself. How many times has she apologize? This was her 96th apology since we got together. I didn’t want a relationship to be full of apologies. Love isn’t about having to say sorry all the time right?
“Hiroshi, forgive her already….don’t be such a priss….”Ken called out from his seat next to Go.
I looked at him and glared. What did he understand? Nothing. He got up and took her by the hands and led her to the table. She giggled as Juinichi started saying something.
As I stared at her, a sudden realization hit me, hard.
I realize that the love I felt for her was slowly simmering.
So why am I feeling this way?
But she sees me as who I was.
She loves me as who I really was.
So why was she drifting away from me now? I haven't been seeing her for two days and every time I tried to call after her, she ignored me. Totally.
Are lovers supposed to act like this?
Was this the beautiful girl I fell in love with a year ago? The same girl I sacrificed so much just to be with? Is she the same person I looked forward on seeing every single day of my life? The one who made my stress and problems melt away with just a single hug?
There she was, sitting opposite me, laughing heartily along with the others. Masa was piling her bowl with food as she started to protest. Inocchi was teasing her about something, while Go tried to get her attention by pouring her a glass of beer.
She was indeed a flower among us, she blossomed and glowed. When we got together, I was always worried that either one of the 5 would eventually snatch her away. But I got over that period. I learned to trust them and I learned to trust her. They treated her like their very own sister and dotted on her dearly.
She looked up and our eyes met. For a moment she looked quizzically at me, asking me silently why was I so quiet and moody. I broke the eye contact and started to eat.
“Why are you so quiet?” Juinichi asked, nudging me slightly.
I looked up at him and shook my head. “I’m eating.”
Masa frowned slightly at my short answer. “Hey, it’s her birthday, don’t you think you should do something?” he asked softly so that only the both of us could hear.
I shrugged and looked at her. “Happy birthday.” I wished quietly and she smiled.
“Thank you…”
Go shifted uncomfortably and reached under the table and pulled out a bag. “Here, a gift from us. Happy birthday!” he wished.
“Hope you like it…” Ken chirped in excitedly.
She nodded and pulled out a beautiful hand embroidered shawl. “It’s beautiful!” she gushed, wrapping it around her. “Thank you so much! I love it!”
Inocchi kick me slightly. “Where’s your gift?” he asked and I sighed inwardly.
I reached into my pockets and pulled out a tiny box. “Here….” I passed it to her.
She took it and opened it. “Wow…” she gushed, pulling out the chain and locket I asked one the V6 management team to buy.
The voices faded away as I fell into the depth of my thoughts. I couldn’t leave her. We’ve been through so much just to be together. I used to depend on her for her support, but now it seems that I’m able to stand on my two feet again. I don’t need her anymore. But if I were to leave her, it would look like I’ve used her and dump her. I’m not a bastard. But am I selfish? I do care for her….deeply….but I just…I don’t know. Do I still love her?
An hour later, the small gathering dispersed. “Hey, Masa, do you mind sending her home? I still need to head down to the office to get the script I left there.” I said and he looked at me.
“Why don’t you just get it tomorrow?” he asked, looking at her with a worried glance.
She stood next to Juinichi, staring at me with that big eyes of hers sadly, but I couldn’t look at her in the eyes. I just couldn’t.
“I need to memorize my lines.” I told him and waved goodbye to them before anyone could stop me.
5 days later:
I was sitting on my couch, going through my schedules and script. She was puttering around in the kitchen and the aromatic smell of curry wafted through the air.
I looked up and saw her walking towards me with a glass of juice in her hands. “Here, you look thirsty.” She said gently, placing the glass on the table.
“Thanks…” I took a sip and placed it back down.
“What are you reading?” she asked, sitting down next to me.
“The script for an upcoming stage play….” I told her.
“Sounds interesting….”
“I guess it is….” I answered.
She continued sitting next to me for a few more seconds and when she realized I wasn’t going to say anymore, she stood up and accidentally knocked the table, making the glass of juice spill all over the table and onto my scripts and paper.
“OH NO!” I exclaimed, quickly grabbing the wet papers, trying to salvage it.
“Gomen….” She apologized once again, quickly grabbing a rag and started to clean up the mess.
Gomen…again, the 97th time.
2 days later:
I looked at my watch for the hundredth time and at the empty street. No sign of her. She was late. AGAIN.
I sighed and closed my eyes. I really wondered how much I actually meant to her. Why was she always late for our meetings and dates? Why was it that when I wanted to give her a chance and she goes blowing it?
I couldn’t take this anymore. I really can’t. I looked up again and saw her running down the street towards me, looking pale and beads of sweat decorated her forehead.
I confronted her and as expected, her answer was the same as last time.
"Gomen." 98th time.
That was the last straw.
“I don’t want to here that anymore!” I exploded and her eyes widened in surprise. “I can’t take this anymore. I need to think….” I said, turning around and walking away from her.
Days went by and after sleepless nights and deep thoughts, I realized that there was no more future for us. Being together was just going to bring suffering to both of us.
I picked up my phone and dialed her number. She picked up on the 3 ring. “Hello? It’s me.” I said after taking a deep breath.
“I know….”she whispered, sounding weak.
I closed my eyes and felt my heart contract. I thought this was going to be easy but it wasn’t. It was more difficult than I could imagine.
"Gomen." 99th time.
That words came over the other line and my eyes flew open. That’s it. No more turning back now. We parted after our last conversation on the phone.
After that, I buried myself in my work and I never saw her again. Masa, Inocchi, Ken and Juinichi never brought her up again though I knew they still kept in contact with her because every time I walk into the room, I would hear her name and when they realize I was there, they would stop abruptly.
It was as if, she was a taboo subject when I was around. I decided that I needed to take a break. After the stage play, I left Tokyo for a few months.
I went to a place where I could heal my salted wounds and only came back when I missed my family and friends. I missed her. Maybe, it’s time to face her again. We could still remain friends, she was after all, once held an important place in my heart and will always do.
Maybe I was too hasty with my decision. I shouldn’t be such a brat for being angry at her. Nobody is perfect right? After all, she’s always patient with me when I blow up, she never screamed at me, never scolded me. She was only late. That’s all.
I took the next flight back to Tokyo and rushed to her apartment only to find nobody home. I tried calling her cell phone but only go her voice message. Dejectedly, I took a cab back to the office.
Where is she? Where did she go?
“GO!” I called out when I saw that familiar back. He turned around and his face betrayed his surprise at my appearance.
"Hiroshi! You're back!"
Ken, Masa, Inocchi and Juinichi came out from the room and they all looked at me surprised. But I didn’t have time for petty chit-chat. I need to see her.
"Guys, have you seen her?"
Their expression changed so rapidly, I thought I've seen his expression wrong. He was hiding something. And my instincts told me I need to know.
"Where's she?" I repeated, feeling something bad about to happen. I gripped the handles of my bags tightly.
"She…."Go started to say, looking away and at Masa who nodded slightly.
"No point hiding, Go… He needs to know and would find out in the end." Masa urged gently.
Go nodded "She…she’s in the hospital right now. She…. "
I didn’t wait for him to finish his sentence and found myself running towards the exit and towards my new destination.
The hospital.
The white walls and the antiseptic smell in the air was disturbingly haunting. My sneakers echoed loudly on the linoleum floors. I almost suffocated the nurse at the reception to find out which room she was in. The minute I found out, I was off running again, ignoring the weird looks and whispers thrown at me.
Her ward neared as I turned around the corner, my heart thumping with agony and worry.
I pushed the door open and there she was, sitting on her bed with a book on her lap. She turned around with a smile on her beautiful face as if she knew who it was. Sweat ran down my face as I stood at the entrance, panting heavily.
"Why didn't you tell me about this! Why-why didn't you? Even though we did broke up, but it wouldn't hurt to tell me!" I demanded.
Without waiting for her answer, my legs automatically ran towards her as I flung my arms around her neck, hugging her tightly. I felt her soothing hand caressing my back softly, gently, just like how she used to do when I was upset.
She pulled away and gave me a small smile.
"Go-gomen." 100th apology.
With that, she slowly sank into the bed and her eyes fluttered shut. That was the last word she said to me before leaving me to cope with this cruel world alone.
No matter how much I shook her, she didn’t wake up. That light in her eyes was permanently shut, that beautiful smile of hers would never be seen again. The comforting arms that used to hold me for hours could never be felt again.
“Hiroshi…” Juinichi called my name and I looked up with tear streaked face.
He and the others were panting as well. It wasn’t until his eyes fell on her that it became wider.
“No…” he whispered, taking a few steps towards us.
I was holding onto her hands tightly, as if I could hold on to her spirit. Holding her so she would never leave.
Masa touched my shoulders lightly, but I shook him off. “DON’T TOUCH ME!” I shouted and he stepped back. “Don’t touch me…” I was shaking with disbelief and I grabbed her. “Wake up…” I told her. “Wake up….please…wake up….”
“Hiroshi…stop it…she’s gone…”Ken said, grabbing my arm while Juinichi took the other, trying to stop me from shaking her.
“WAKE UP!” I screamed when they pulled me back.
“STOP IT! SHE’S GONE!” Inocchi exclaimed, grabbing me by the shoulders. “She’s gone….”
Yes, she’s gone and she’ll never come back again.
Her mom came to me a few days later, with a box that contained pictures of the memories we shared.
Every picture had a short story written on the back.
The ninety-sixth photo. I had a frown on my face as she had her fingers entwined with mine. The message, written in her neat writing behind the photo brought tears to my eyes.
*When I was going to meet you, my chest started to hurt so badly and I needed a few minutes to make the pain go away. I never meant to be late Hiroshi.*
I never knew that she had the sickness. She never told me. And the ninety-eighth photo told me why.
"I never meant to hurt you. But if you know about my sickness, you'll be worried for me. I rather you stay happy then to be sad for me. Going away from you, would mean more time for you to find your happiness, without me."
I came to the last photo without knowing it. It was a photo taken at the hospital ward. She smiled at the camera, her eyes were shining brightly, but in the depth of it was deep sadness.
"I already knew how much time I had left. And by the time you see this, I would already be gone. Given a chance, I wouldn’t want to leave this beautiful world. But promise me, don't blame yourself for me, your happiness is still there with you. Don't give up on love and hope. I love you, I really do, and I hope that all the times I made you sad would be a memory you could love and cherish."
"Promise me, Hiroshi, don't cry when you read this. I love you and I always will."
How could I not cry? She had cared for me all along while I took her love for granted and broke her heart into tiny pieces. I left her alone to fight the pain and sickness. I left her when she needed me the most. I wasn’t there when she was in pain. I was buried deep in my own selfishness to see the love in front of me. Of all the times she said sorry, she meant every everything.
I held the photo to my heart and allow myself to cry. Tears blurring the sight in front of me.
She shouldn’t be the one to apologize.
I should.
Gomennasai…
Gomen.
zaza_tk87 wrote:
oh.. right here I'm blushing with your compliment :nut: :P :beaten: .
once u see the result... u'll forget saying me talented :hehe:
Nah, I'm sure I won't !!!!! :mrgreen:
Okay girls...one more last one and I'm done...it's all up to I Luv already....
Got to get back to my other fiction...been neglecting it too much....readers have been complaining...heeh...but they don't know V6 is much much much more important right????
Anyway, Hope you enjoyed reading the stories as much as i've enjoyed writing them.....
Got to get back to my other fiction...been neglecting it too much....readers have been complaining...heeh...but they don't know V6 is much much much more important right????
Anyway, Hope you enjoyed reading the stories as much as i've enjoyed writing them.....
Betsy Hayashi wrote:
Nah, I'm sure I won't !!!!! :mrgreen:
oh... I take that as a big support ;)
thanks oneechan :mrgreen:
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