Author: syaoran no hime PM
Haru x Kisa love story narrated in 7 colors of loveRated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance - Hatsuharu S. & Kisa S. - Chapters: 5 - Words: 8,540 - Reviews: 76 - Favs: 31 - Follows: 3 - Updated: 04-20-03 - Published: 03-30-03 - Status: Complete - id: 1288073
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I wasn't in the mood to type when I did this…I hope that can explain why the finale turned crappy. Sowee;; Maybe one of these days, I can revise the finale, or make a sequel.
It was my favorite time of the year – spring. It resembles my nickname, Haru. Besides that, I loved the rebirth of Mother Nature after its slumber underneath the delicate white snow. I loved to see how the birds resume their flight, how the fresh breeze begins to blow, and how the clear water of the brooks break away from their glacial imprisonment.
I opened my window and allowed the curtain to dance on my face as the wind entered my room. It had been almost a year since I left the Sohma residence to study in Toudai.
However, the year wasn't easy for me. I had a hard time fighting off the lonely nostalgia I feel whenever my relatives' letters flow into my mailbox, or to pack my bags and go back with them when some of them come to my dorm to visit me.
Oh, and of course, there's Kisa.
Sweet, darling Kisa, who drove me insane for countless, sleepless nights.
I shut my eyes as I remembered that fateful night…the night of Kisa's birthday celebration…
The night I kissed her, and turned my life around.
Her eyes were shocked as she gaped at me openly, as if she was still comprehending what happened.
I know I echo her reaction. I still couldn't believe that I did kiss her!
"I'm sorry," I apologized.
"I'm sorry," I said again, louder this time.
She turned her back on me, shoulders shaking, , but she managed to speak. "Ah, because you think I'm your little sister, is that it?"
I turned to her, smiling wearily. "I never considered you as my little sister."
She gasped audibly.
I was about to speak when Hatori arrived, holding up a letter. "Haru, I have good news. Your exam results were handed in. You are now eligible to enter Toudai."
Underneath his breath he muttered, "Though for the life of me, I will never understand how you did."
I was speechless. Even when the rest of the Sohmas joined us and congratulated me, I still couldn't move. I was overjoyed. I made it to Tokyo University!
But amidst the merriment, I heard one word that made me freeze.
"Goodbye," whispered Kisa as she passed by my side. I turned to follow her, but Shigure held me back.
"Hey, where are you going? Let's celebrate!"
"She's too young to drink, right, Tohru-kun?" said Shigure cheerfully
The onigiri blushed. "I-I won't drink too."
Yuki narrowed his eyes at the novelist. "Quit freaking Honda-san out!"
"Hey," said the novelist, apparently drunk already. "Yuki-chan can be the entertainment. Why don't we make him do a strip dance-"
A fist slammed on the inu's head.
I sighed, but then decided that I can talk to Kisa the next morning.
But the next day, Kisa didn't come with the rest of the family when they took me to the subway station.
She didn't even say goodbye.
My thoughts were interrupted when the door opened, and in came Yuki, smiling. "Let's go?"
I nodded. After several months away from my family, I'm finally coming back.
"Welcome home, Haru boy!" greeted Shigure gaily. "I'm so glad you didn't get lost in the big, bad city."
"I have a map with me always," I said, sighing.
He placed his hand over his mouth in mock shock. "And you learned how to read a map? Wow, Haru! You're all grown up now!"
Tohru smiled brightly. "Welcome back, Haru-kun!"
I grinned back. "Honda-san, why, you are so much prettier already! Did Yuki make a move on you already?"
The blushing nezumi stepped on my toe. "Stop it," he hissed.
I sighed. "I just shined my shoe!" I then scanned the crowd.
"Kisa's not here," said Tohru quietly.
"I see." My smile faltered. The one person I was waiting to show up didn't come. "Perhaps she's busy."
"Um, yeah," said Shigure, looking away.
I bit my lip. I had always asked my relatives about Kisa when I call or write to them, but they refuse to say anything about her. No concrete details, just "she's fine" or other vague statements just so I would shut up.
Is she still mad at me?
"I cooked a special lunch for you," said Tohru as we walked home together. "Let's hurry, before Aya-san finishes all of it!"
"Honda-san," I pulled her gently away from the others, then I lowered my voice. "Where is she?" I asked urgently.
She looked away guiltily. "Umm…she didn't tell me where she was going awhile ago…"
"Honda-san," I begged.
She gulped. "I think she's in the main house."
I nodded. "Thank you." I turned to the others. "Hey, I'll catch up with you guys later."
"Alright," said Shigure. "But don't get mad when we won't be able to save Tohru-kun's yummy dishes for you."
"It will hurt my feelings, but I will survive," I said, smiling wanly before turning to leave.
I entered the Sohma garden, and noticed that there was someone working in the garden. I smiled. I knew it.
Kisa took off her gardener's hat and looked up at the sky, forehead delicately creased. "That's strange. The sun is still shining, but I can feel the drizzle."
"A rainbow is coming, that's why," I said, joining her in the garden.
She jumped, then rubbed her eyes as if checking whether I was a mirage or real.
I laughed. "You're getting yourself dirty, dear Kisa." I approached her and grinned.
"Ano-" She stood up. "Haru-san! W-What are you doing here?"
"I found my way home," I said.
She blinked. "Um, no one's home here, because I think they're in Grandpa Shigure's house-"
"I found my way home…back to you," I said, smiling tenderly. "Back to the one who owns my heart."
Her eyes widened as we both stood under the rain, not feeling its pouring on us.
"I had waited for the chance for us to be able to talk again," I continued, looking at her hopefully. "Time and distance made me think of a lot of things."
Together. Us. Kisa and I.
I love her.
"So you're going to share those things to someone like me?" she asked, bitterness evident in her voice.
"Of course," I said. "The words I will say are meant only for you."
"For me, huh?" She shrugged. "Someone that you don't consider as your little sister."
"You never were my sister," I said.
"I know," she said, voice hurt.
"I mean, I don't want to fall in love with my little sister," I said.
"Ah well," I shrugged. "I know that you might hate me, destroying your brotherly trust on me, but I just had to say this."
She still won't look at me, but to my dismay, I could see her shoulders shaking.
"Oh no, not again!" I groaned. "Kisa, please, this is the last reaction I expected from you –"
I blinked when I saw that she was giggling.
"Oh, Haru-kun!" She wiped a tear of laughter from her eye. "Man, you crack the funniest jokes!"
I sweatdropped. "I-I wasn't kidding."
She blinked. "Y-You weren't?"
Her face turned warm, and she was about to bury her face on her gloved hands had not I stop her. "Don't!" I said.
She was freaking out. "Haru-san!"
"Did I disgust you?" I asked helplessly.
"N-No, you don't understand! I'm just happy! Oh god, I thought this moment will come only in my dreams…" She looked so embarrassed that I thought she might faint.
"Kisa?" My face broke into a grin. "D-Does that mean…"
"Haru-san, thank you!" she whispered.
"Thank you too, Kisa," I said, smiling.
Iridescence. A rainbow-like play of colors.
And a reminder of how much I loved God's blessing to me.
My dear Kisa.