Story: As time goes by (all chapters)

Authors: YurixWingsxX

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Chapter 1

Title: .:.1 Wait for me in the rain.:.

[Author's notes: This is my first Shoujo-Ai story/Yuri, go easy on me.
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The skies were dark, and dreary. Rain, splattered against a young writers window. Delicate ivory fingers, typed away at a laptop. And the click click clicking sound of the keys, echoed through-out the empty apartment. Eventually, the young female sighed, and stood to her feet, walking into the small room that was supposed to act as a kitchen. She had a beat up refridgerator, that looked as if it'd been decades since it'd been cleaned. A burner that served as a stove, and a toaster oven, that played its role as an oven. She opened the tattered fridge, and grabbed herself a 'Silk" container, poking the straw hastly through its silvered pocket.

Outside the womans apartment building, a girl, maybe about 17 years old, stood there. Umbrella-less. Dull looking as can be. She wore a SeiSei-High uniform, one of Tokyo's highest intellectual school. Kids who got accepted there, were usually high class snobs, who had everything served to them on a silver platter. But this girl was just downright plain. Unintresting. And low class. She wasn't liked much, therefore, had no friends. Her parents pushed her to be the person she was. STUDY! STUDY! Was the only thing that ever crossed her mind, seemingly echoing, hollering in her mind. She had no time for anything else, human or not.

Inside looking out, the Authors fingers lingered at the keys, while she took the time to stare out the ridgid glass window, that was currently naked due to the lack of blinds. A thought suddenly hit her like a ton of bricks. She had to go out and get dinner. There was nothing in the house but Ramen, and Soy Milk, which she was beginning to grow tired of. Lounging around in nothin' but a bra, and boxer shorts, she waltzed towards her open bedroom, and sat down on her bed. Turning towards a neatly piled stack of clothes, she imagined how nice it would be to finally have a dresser. She finally picked out, a pair of Tripp pants, stitched with neon green lining, and a really big dress shirt. As she dressed, she admired herself in the mirrow. She had a face like a supermodel, but had a body like a stick. After putting on her essential every day things-- eyeliner, lipgloss, and a few chains here and there... she was out the door. Jingling all the way.

The now drenched young woman, turned around, and faced the building. Her mind blank. She headed for the apartment building directly in front of her. She swung the door open with one hand, and barely scattered in. She took a place on the bottom step, leading towards the second floor. Drawing her knees to her chest, she leaned against the railing. At the sametime, the Writer was coming down the stairs.....

She stopped. Looked at the girl who was curled up on the stairs.

"Fueng Wu..." The woman uttered, lowly. Her eyes widened in shock. She eyed the red head up, and down. She was the same as before. Down to every crease in her face. Her breasts, still small. Her legs still bone. Fueng Wu, apparently fast asleep, roused just a tad. Enough to make 21 year old, Sayuki Kitayoki, back up.

Chapter 2

Title: .:.Dirty.:.

[Author's notes: I apologize that the chapters are so short.. >.>
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Placing her hand, on her heart, she felt her cheeks begin to burn. Standing there, she yearned to touch Feung Wu's face. Cup her cheek, and caress it. Pulling away, she knew she could do nothing. So instead, she walked out the door, just like she had the last time. Mentally beating herself, Sayuki's eyes began to water. Crystal tears, ran down her face. She picked up her pace, just in case Feung Wu were to awake, and find her selfishly cowarding out on her. Just like before. Before she knew it, she walked straight into the heart of the city. Farther then needed be. Since she was there, she decided to stop by, and visit an old friend of hers.

Feung Wu's eyes, shot open. She thought the woman she loved, was there. She could smell her. Strawberry Vanilla scented the room. She began to sob. Tears, not yet there. It seemed as though they all disappeard. Dried up. Gone. She already wasted them. She sifted through bright, red hair. Her deep, blue eyes closed. "How.... why.... She...." was all the young person could utter. Memories, flashed through her mind. Kisses here, and there. Hands that wandered. She felt it all, then and there, like it was real. Goosebumps covered her pale flesh. The hairs on her neck stood. Here they came. Once they came, they would never stop. Why? Why here? Was it meant to be, stumbling in drunk HERE? High on the ecstacy of the moment...Feung Wu simply layed her head across her knees. She'd wait. Right here. Until Sayuki returned. IF.... she returned.

Slowly, as if avoiding something, Sayuki paced up and down 44th street. Looking into the window of a small town resturant where her and Feung Wu used to sit, and talk. She remember the day she met that girl. Clear as day. So many sweet memories, made in that place. She walked up to the door, and entered. She was hesitant. Taken off guard, someone jumped on her. Knocking her to the ground. Customers stared. Smiled. Laughed. And continued with their own business.

"Guess who!" A squeaky voice bellowed out.

"Y-...Yumi-Chan?" Stammered Sayuki, as she got to her feet, and shrugged off the little runt. Another girl, about Fueng Wu's age, stood before her. "When did you start working here...?" Said she.

"Not too long ago. How is Fueng Wu?! She was transferred out of Gakkan Urayasu in the middle of the year.... I assumed... it was because she was moving in with you.... Sayuki-San" Obviously, shocked. This was the first she'd ever heard of something... this huge. She heard Fueng Wu transferred, but it had nothing to do with her. It was foolish on Fueng Wu's account. To not even mention anything to her. Her so called lover. Angry, Sayuki slammed her fist into the table. The sound echoed throughout the room. Patrons, ceased eating. Sitting there, puzzled look upon their faces. Why? How come she had no intentions of telling her about it?

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