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A Vocaloid Fanfiction: White Feathers - Haku - P14"Are you sure you don't want us to walk you home? Or help you clean up?" Meiko asked Haku as the three stood outside the bar.
Haku shook her head at the two who were each holding one of her hands.
"If it's alright with you, Meiko, I just want to stay here for a little while and lock up when I'm done. I'm not ready to go home yet and I can manage the cleaning by myself. I I need to think over some things " Haku lowered her eyes as Meiko and Neru glanced at each other, unsure of whether to leave their friend. Even though she had calmed down and even smiled for them, the two friends could plainly see that Haku was troubled and obviously thinking hardly about who knows what. Eventually, the they hugged Haku in turn and went their separate ways towards home.
Haku leaned against the door, and saw that it was beginning to rain again. She closed her eyes for a long moment, just listening to the rain before heading inside to clean up the aftermath of Kaito's party.
Dell raced thro
A Vocaloid Fanfiction: White Feathers - Haku - P13Talk about déjà vu. The exact same pattern happened with the Shion brother dragging Akaito out of Haku's sight and out into the rainy dark night. Haku finally let her the memories of Akaito swirling around her brain settle as she let her knees give in and she fell to the floor, Meiko and Neru on either side of her holding her close. The other party guests checked to make sure that Haku was okay before in turn, leaving the bar. Kaito's party was over and there was nothing else that they could do. Now only Haku, Meiko and Neru were in the bar as the blonde and brunette rocked the shaking Haku as her heart-renching sobs slowed and only silent tears escaped her cheeks before she stopped all together, feeling only the touch of her two best friends holding her. Exhausted, Haku let a small smile cross her lips as she also held her friends as the trio slowly stood and made their way to the exit of the bar.
He sat astride a park bench watching the calm, dark lake before him with only
A Vocaloid Fanfiction: White Feathers - Haku - P12The man in red made his way across the bar towards to where the group was, still around Kaito and Meiko with unwrapped presents littering the floor. Haku froze, watching as Akaito came closer and closer to her. She felt Neru's cold hand reach for her own as the two watched in shocked as Akaito closed the space between him and the group. Kaito stepped forward protectingly and stood nose-to-nose with his brother; their eyes locked on the others. After a long pause, Akaito was the first to look away his sneer still planted on his face.
"Well, well now. Looks like the gang's all here," Akaito said jokingly, his red eyes scanning the friends.
"What are you doing here, Akaito?" Kaito said in a flat voice.
"What else?" Akaito replied, slingling a shoulder over Kaito, "To come celebrate my brother's birthday of course."
Kaito stiffened at the sudden contact and removed the arm around his shoulder with an annoyed sigh,
"You know well what I mean, Akaito. You vanish into thin air for a year with
A Vocaloid Fanfiction: White Feathers - Haku - P11He walked in the pouring rain, his wet hair plastered on his face as he walked down that familiar street. It had been a month since he had come down here and he stopped infront the bar that brought memories good and bad to him. The figure saw from the window that inside the place was extremely busy filled to the brim with laughing smiling people. Amongst these happy people he spied the woman he was looking for. She hadn't changed from the last time he'd seen her which was coincidentally right in that bar. Her silver hair still flowed around her and her shining red eyes were still sparkling brightly. The man blinked realising that she had in fact changed. When they had encountered each other last her face was sad and she carried an aura of confusion and doubt. But now the woman serving inside looked free and happier then she had ever been. At least while he still remained in her life. Honne Dell gave a small sad smile before stepping away from the window and walking down the street once
A Vocaloid Fanfiction: White Feathers - Haku - P10For the next few weeks Haku went on a bit of a routine. Neru would wake her up early (sometimes several times) the girls would head off their separate jobs and Haku then madly worked at the bar, earning smiles and more and more of the regular customers got to know Haku well and asked how she was doing and other small conversations like that.
Haku felt content. Not fully satisfied but content with what she had. After Meiko closed up shops, sometimes earlier in the day since the summer holidays were almost over and more and more people started going back to work and instead of eating and drinking during the day they would come in the evenings. Meaning Meiko, Haku and (sometimes) Kaito who tagged along had a few hours of peace. In these hours they would go to the movies, the arcade, the park and one time even play a game of laser tag. They often tried to coax Neru in joining them on their activities but her work wouldn't let her get away so she couldn't come. The trio still had plenty of
A Vocaloid Fanfiction: White Feathers - Haku - P9It was a miracle. Truly a miracle had happened. Haku had willingly woken up earlier then Neru. Picking herself up off the side of the couch and avoiding waking her sleeping friend who had inhabited the other side, Haku walked towards the kitchen for something to eat. Her empty stomach pleaded for food but Haku did what she always did when she was in a dumpy mood and Neru wasn't around (or conscious); look for sake. But Haku forgot that her usual stash was gone on account of Neru's new ban on no sake in the house. Sighing dramatically, Haku left the kitchen and went to find her "secret stash". Her secret stash spot changes regularly because of Neru's ban and in this case it was under Haku's bed. You would think that this would be a really obvious spot to put her sake but Haku knew that Neru barely ever went into her room because of the general mess that she would find there. Who knows what horrors laid under that mattress?
No horrors at all, Haku thought smugly as she pulled up her matt
A Vocaloid Fanfiction: White Feathers - Haku - P8The two sat together at a booth, the same one where Meiko and Haku had sat only moments before. Nervous, Haku made little patterns with her finger on the spilt salt. Dell didn't seem to want to say anything; he only looked out the window at the stormy clouds up ahead. After a long silence the two looked up to see Meiko picking up empty glasses while watching them. Noticing their eyes on her, she realised it was time for her to disappear as she headed in the kitchen, leaving the two completely alone.
Dell sighed and ran a long, slim hand through his spiky fringe before he decided to speak:
"This is awkward isn't it?"
Haku lowered her eyes to the finger patterns she had made on the table. She wiped her salty finger on her pants, not knowing how to answer.
"Haku, look at me,"
She did and instantly fell into his cool, red eyes.
"I'm sorry about this. All of this. I didn't mean for this to happen again."
Confused, she finally spoke:
"Huh? What do you mean happen again?"
A Vocaloid Fanfiction: White Feathers - Haku - P7By the time, Haku got home it was already dark and she quietly slipped in to find Neru curled up on the couch asleep with an untouched bag of dinner from the restaurant across the street. She looked exhausted with one shoe kicked off to the side whole one hung off her toes, her golden ponytail spread out over the couch. Haku smiled sadly at her worn out friend, who had planned to have dinner with her. She was so lucky to have a best friend like her, to live with her, to have her put up with her.
Ever since all those years ago, Neru had been there with her from the start. After her whole world crumbled and Haku shut out everyone and everything, Neru was there to care for her as she drank away her worries down at the bar. Neru was there when all she could do all sleep and cry all day. Neru even though she was younger than Haku, worked hard to buy a flat where Haku could stay with her and maybe be happier. Even when she wasn't, Neru never stopped being there for her best friend. Even if s
A Vocaloid Fanfiction: White Feathers - Haku - P6Even raw thoughts of Dell, could not help with her boredom. After her dreamy nap, Haku wondered what to do with herself. There was nothing on TV except a Miku concert which she shuddered at and quickly turned it off. Neru had recently cleaned out the kitchen meaning Haku's secret sake bottles had been removed including; as Haku checked the one stuffed under her pillow. She even considered walking down to the bar and having a chat with Meiko. But as her eyes ran to the clock hanging above the TV, it was around lunch time and Meiko would be busy with people from work coming to get some lunch before heading off aga―
Wait. People from work. Meaning there was a possible chance that if she went she would find
Even if it seemed unlikely, Haku knew she had to give it a chance.
A chance to see Honne Dell again.
Haku was right, Meiko was busy. Men and woman in suits filled the bar and tables getting their lunch and chattering with each other. She could barely se
A Bloody, Stupid Miracle The day we’d cured the human condition was the day I put a bullet through my head and didn’t die. It was also the day I realized how scared I actually was of death, and after hours of muscle ache from holding that gauze against my open skull, after the wound closed and everything went back to normal, I had myself a good old-fashioned brainstorm. How ironic.
But when summer came, everything had fallen to shit. The air scorched my skin and parched my tongue every time I took a breath. The sun glared down on a rapidly-collapsing world, full of the undying bastard children of cruelty and misfortune. What was one to do when their cells regenerated faster than they decomposed?
My feet hit the pavement, now littered with jagged bits of glass to snap at my toes, thoroughly baked by the blazing ball of bitter disdain high overhead. Today was worse than yesterday. Though I’d often wondered the purpose of it anymore, I
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