| Fan Fiction |
by Yamakissu
Maki said softly, not letting her tear fall “Gomen neh Tomo san for not being with you. I hope you know how much I love you. I know I’m not a very good girlfriend but I do love you and I know that I’m not going to love again. Please wait for me…” As she said this, she opened the cover and slowly spread it all over.
As the ceremony ended, people started to turn their heads away from Maki. Some of them decided to stay for some small talks. Others were bidding farewell to Mr Yamashita. Maki on the other hand was standing on the seashore looking at the sunset.
Meanwhile, the same man was watching the scene only he was standing a few feet away and was partly hidden under the tree shade. He was wearing a dark suit and dark sunglasses. He didn’t dare take it off as his eyes were swollen, in his hand was the same locket.
“Maki chan” Someone called her from behind.
“It’s time to go. It’ll be night time soon, Ikou” Kame said calmly, not wanting to distract her in some way.
As they were walking away from the beach…
“Oh, matte I have to find Mr Yamashita” Maki remembered.
“He already left Maki. He didn’t want to disturb you. He told me to tell you that he will leave first” Kame explained.
“I see” As she said this. She saw the dark figure under the tree. He was still facing the sea. Suddenly as if on cue that someone was watching him, he immediately turned and looked at the person. He had tried to speak to that person before and she was exactly as what he had heard, pretty. Unfortunately now is not the time to talk to her. He slowly turned his way towards the opposite direction.
“Do you know him? Kame asked innocently
“No” Maki answered. What she actually meant was that she wasn’t able to see his face more clearly to identify if she knew him or not as he was wearing sunglasses and the wind was blowing his fluffy hair somehow covering his face.
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2 days ago
Along the busy streets of Tokyo, a handsome young man who looks to be a foreigner because of his fluffy, dishevelled, brown hair was speaking to a cab driver in perfect Japanese. The cab driver now thinks this young man must have studied Japanese abroad.
“You haven’t been here in a long time?” The cab a driver attempts a casual talk
“Hai, this is home sweet home” The passenger said.
As he arrived, he paid the cab and was on his way to the house he only just saw weeks ago in the photos. He knocked three times and was opened by a middle aged man.
“How can I he…” Before the middle aged man could finish his sentence, the young man greeted him…
“Ohisashiburi Otusan”
Mr Yamashita was extremely surprised to see him “Yamapi, son” was all he said and instantly hugged him.
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Minna, thank you so much for dropping by. As for your questions, I won't answer them just yet because I might do a spoiler chapter later but don't worry this is a Yamaki story after all.
And for the pictures, I'm about to learn photoshop, so I can create my own photos. In the meantime, I'm just going to borrow these pics that I got okay...