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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