7 “Encounter”
"Meow ..."
The first thing that greeted me this morning when I opened my eyes was this strange hairy creature.
The furry creature was none other than an Aphrodite cat, its color is white. His name is Shiro, he has a long body with muscular and strong legs. The cat's head is triangular with a sharp nose. There is one other thing unique about this one cat, he has a beautiful pair of eyes. And what makes his beautiful eyes unique is the color of his eyes.
If you think he has a different eye color to each other, then I can only say correct, but also wrong. Why? Because both of his eyes have two colors that are mixed together, so calling it has one different eye color is not quite right.
If you ask me where I got this cute cat, then the story will be very long. Let's just skip it for now, because I myself am not in the mood to tell it.
"Huh ..." I Take a deep breath before finally getting up from my warm bed. I dragged my limbs onto the balcony of my new living space.
Shoooossss ....
The wind blows gently and strikes my face, as the balcony glass door opens. Winter has passed, now spring has arrived.
Entering March, Tokyo's spring air temperature is generally around 13 ° during the day and 5 ° in the morning or night. While in April, the temperature will rise to about 18.5 ° during the day and 10.5 ° in the morning or night.
In the early to mid-spring, the air temperature is still low as the days when the snow fell. However, entering the middle of spring the sky begins to clear and clean, the air temperature also begins to rise making it easier to indulge.
I leaned my head against the side of the door while looking out over the sun, feeling uncertain.
The cause of this is none other than an 'encounter'. My encounter with a man.
In Tokyo, cherry blossoms began to bloom on March 25 and full bloom on April 2. I also set up a series of plans and schedules for this spring.
One of them is to visit some or maybe all cherry blossom attractions in Tokyo.
That was my original plan, my plan before that encountered took the place.
All that happened right at the end of March.
-Flashback…-
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Rikugein is a metropolitan garden located in Bunkyoku, Tokyo. This garden was previously a daimyo garden built by servants of the Edo 5th generation Edo shogun Tokugawa Tsunayoshi named Yoshiyasu Yanagisawa as a villa. It is designed to mimic the sights of poetry about the Wakayama prefecture area, with mountains, ponds, and an extend of flat lands.
We can take a stroll through the hills in the garden while gazing at the pond, and enjoy the changing scenery every time we walk around the garden. The red brick around the garden was put there by the founder of Meiji Zaibatsu named Yataro Iwasaki in the early Meiji era.
At the end of March, the cherry blossom tree located at the entrance of the inner courtyard will bloom into a small pink flower. The scenery is like a flowing waterfall that attracts many visitors. Until early April the cherry blossom tree and the garden will be given light at night.
Of course I will not miss it.
Right at the end of March, I went there. I really enjoy the atmosphere and scenery of the garden.
I continued walking towards the famous cherry blossom tree area. Along the way, my mood was very good and I started humming. I feel like I want to singing.
Unconsciously, I began to sing a song that was imprinted in my mind. Whose song is it? One thing I know for certain the lyrics of this song was already here, inside my mind!
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I recall those lonely days,
When I don't have any choice
I was sad and so lonely
And then I met you,
….
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I continued to sing until I caught the attention of several visitors who were also there. At that time, I really did not know if I was singing in Japanese. I just sing the words that come to mind.
I sing it as if it is the most natural thing. As if I understood all the sentences.
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With just small wish I have, I was born again…
"I want to be with that person"
"I always want to be happy with you…"
And I want to protect you,
For the first time in my life
I want to be strong
No matter how tattered it is,
I want to be with you…
To see your smile
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Of the many visitors who noticed Helen, one of them looked at her closely. He looked at Helen with shock and disbelief.
Helen continued walking while singing without realizing that someone was following her. The man continued to follow while watching every step Helen take.
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I want to be strong
To tell you…
You are my everything
But…
Sometime I hurt you…
Sometime in your heart,
You want to burst tears
Let's move on,
Without fear of anything.
Although fate is playing with us
but I want my dream to be real just for you ...
Even if I had to fall over and over again,
Cuz you're here…
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The longer the man followed Helen, the more emotion he showed. His eyes, the way he looked at Helen was so different when he looked at other around him.
The gaze, like the gaze of a lover when looking at the person he loves. The look of someone who is in love.
He continues to look at Helen affectionately and love in his eyes, but ... There is sadness mixed with it all. A deep sadness.
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No matter how tattered it is,
I want to be with you…
Don't give up cuz you are there
Just want to live with you,
To see your smile
You're my everything, everything
I'm moving on with you
Moving on with you…
I'm glad to meet you…
And you're here…
And I'm here…
We will meet again
Someday…
Thank you…
I always love… you…
And here we are…
I found you…
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Helen POV
Just as I turned and sang the last lyrics. I saw a man standing in front of me and gaze at me.
I was shocked, really shocked! Somehow, though I was surprised, my face did not show it.
I just stand silently, looking at the man. He is a tall, handsome man with black bangs. Somehow he has a 'cold' aura. But this time, it changed.
As he looked at me, his aura became soft and warm. His features were pale, his eyes red and watery.
Cry...
Yeah, he's crying! He shed tears as if he was crying because of a memory.
He looked at me with a meaningful gaze. It feels like, I was his everything in this world. I am the source of his emotions and feelings. His expression reflects hope, which then changes with disappointment and disbelief. And also profound sadness and sorrow, and a great sense of guilt.
He looks .... He looks miserable.
Somehow when I see his face-his expression-my heart felt hurts.
It feels like being torn apart. I can not bear to see it that way. I do not want to see his sadness and grieving. I do not want him to put on a face full of pain and guilt. He looks so tortured.
I want him to smile! I want him to laugh! And I want him to be happy! I do not want him to hurt, or cry, especially because of me.
I can hardly stop my body. I almost instinctively ran to hug him and touch his face. I want to gently wipe the tears off of his face. I want to kiss and hug his big body tightly.
My body almost rebelled. As if it has its own desires ... Almost, my body almost moved by itself.
We look at each other with complex feelings which are hard to express.
Why?
Why does my heart felt painful to see it? Why do I want this man to not suffer? Why do I feel like I know him while we have never met? Why is he so familiar? While I can not remember who he is?
Question after question flooded my mind at that time. A million question marks came to my mind.
But every time I think of that mysterious man, I will remember Fuma's figure in my dream.
Why?
How did I connect Fuma and the man? Is it because of their aura? Or because the figure is almost the same?
Why do I think that they are the same person? I did not even see Fuma's face clearly in my dreams! So how can I say they look alike? Moreover being the same person?!
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-Present...-
To this day, I still can not move on. That encounter really gave a very deep impression. Until my brain was Filled with thoughts of him.
And one more thing that bothers me is that cherry blossom tree!
The cherry blossom tree in the Rakugien park was disturbing me. For a moment when I looked directly at the giant cherry blossom tree, there was a glimpse of the memory that flashed through my head.
None of the pieces of memory I recognized. But strangely enough, I just once again got a felling of deja vu with all those pictures. Like they've become a part of me. All like my past memory.
Coupled with the man's appearance, all reinforced the impression of deja vu in my dreams.
Why did the tree give the same impression as the cherry blossom tree in my dreams? It's impossible that reason is because the two trees are a giant cherry blossom tree!
There must be something else that causes this familiar feeling.
I have to make sure of all this. Is this a reality or is it just my imagination?
Am I still sane or am I crazy?! A madwoman who can not distinguish between reality and imagination. And live in her own world.
This is really important to me. Of course there is a feeling of fear if I find myself crazy, But this is much better! If I left it alone it would probably get worse and it would all be too late.
(Oh Helen ... Why is everything getting more complicated. What exactly happened to you, Helen? Someone please let me know!') Asked her mind.
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Author: Hi, everyone! How are you?
Forgive me for the delay updated .. 😅
Ohhh right... Regarding this chapter author wrote a song in it. Well~ This is just my own work, so apologize if it doesn't fit.
Previously author wants to make this song in japanese, but the author can't really speak or write in japanese language. Then, in the english language is still much better.
So, just imagine her singing in japanese. Because in the story, Helen sing in Japanese.
Hahaha ... For u that's so curious about the japan version, I will let u imagine it at your own.
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Mr. Mysterious: "why did I just stick around for a while?" Ask him while smiling like psycho.
Author: "Eh? Anu ... That ... Sir... This is because the time is limited! So… I can barely make u come, appeared a little."
-The evil aura is getting stronger-
Editor : Here's a freshly sharpened sword *holding the sword out to Mr. Mysterious*
Author: "wahhh forgive me... Wait after this, u will show up again... Patience, Sir ... Patience ... Do not be rash ... It's not good... I am against DV* Sir."
Author have been slain by enemy
Editor : Ding! Author have been slain…Time to hunt more BL~
*DV = Domestic violence or abuse
