Okay to make up for breaking up MariHaru, I wrote up a 2nd part to the originally OS now TS (two-shot). Hope this make you feel better. Sorry for any errors, I'm sure there will be many.
My usual work haven't been proofread or edit.
Flean, kahem and aoi_sora: thanks for spending the time to leaving me a comment for this heart breaking fic, I apologize for breaking them up like this but I hoping to make up for it with this 2nd part that I thought up in the middle of the night.
I also like to thank everyone that read and left me a thank you: Flean, kaizoku_gal, oist, Ryo Hiroshi, kahem, Divine Vengeance, aoi_sora. At least it tells me there are people that still read my emo/depressing/dark/crazy/or whatever other category of stuff that I might come up with in the future...... haha
To Be Honest Part 2 with you
Mariko woke up next morning to the sound of her alarm, she turned to her side to find it empty of the warm body she had gotten accustom to waking up beside. Staring at the untouched pillows, blankets and sheets, Mariko can’t help but feel a slight tug in her heart. The cold and empty feeling didn’t last long, and surprisingly it isn’t as bad as what she imagine it to be. For a relationship that lasted so long, part of her want to acknowledge the lie they have been living by, it is time for them to let it go. Quickly gathering her thoughts Mariko extended her arms out for a quick stretch before getting up and heading straight to her walk in closet, glancing through the clothes she picked out her choice of the day before jumping into the shower. She still has a long day of work ahead, can’t stall now because time doesn’t stop to wait for you.
~~~~~
“Good morning Mariko-sama,” Staff around the studio greeted the model as she walked in heading towards the photographer in the middle diligently checking all the equipments. Occasionally Mariko stopped to nod or wave to acknowledge the greetings she has been receiving since she stepped into the room.
“Hey, Mari-troll good morning!” the photographer greeted with her usual nickname and smile reserved only for Mariko.
“Hey,”
“Are you okay, you look exhausted,” Miichan asked voice filled with concern when her bickering buddy failed to follow through with their normal routine.
“I’m fine, it’s just…” Mariko paused to think about how she should explain to her gachapin what happen in the last 12hours. Deciding to be honest she continued, “we had another argument last night,”
“Ahhh, I’m sure things will work out for you two,” Miichan replied a little unsure of her own words, she motioned for her tall companion to take the chair in front of her before moving over to massage those tense shoulder muscles. Miichan’s hands skilfully work the knots out of her shoulders before moving in closer to the base of her neck, working her magic to release the stress bottled up.
“It’s over,” Mariko said after a couple minutes, eyes remain closed to enjoying the treatment she is receiving. She felt the hands come to a stop on her shoulders.
“Over?”
“We are getting divorced,” Mariko stated as a fact.
“Did you sit down and talk about it? You don’t want to make the wrong calls with your emotions clouding your judgements.”
“We all knew it was coming, Haruna and I, we talked a bit after… now that it is out I actually feel a lot better, I feel free and no longer tied down.” Mariko tried to explain but was finding it hard to put her feelings into words.
Miichan lean forward sliding her arms around Mariko’s neck and gave her a warm hug from behind, “just relax, release the tension from your shoulders and take a deep breath,” Miichan whispered into Mariko’s ears before releasing her hold on the girl. Mariko stayed in the same position reminiscing the warmth she felt just moments ago, eyes closed as the clouds in her mind cleared a path for the light. Her thoughts were disrupted by the sound of soft clicks and closing shutters. Mariko opened her eyes to discover Miichan standing in front of her with her camera out abusing the shutter button as she saved as many photos as she can of this moment. It is not everyday she is given the chance to see the perfect Mariko-sama so relaxed, eyes closed and a slight grin on her face. If anyone ask Miichan to describe this moment of her life, her answer would be, ‘I’ve been bless by an angel’
“Come on Mariko-sama, we have a long day ahead of us, I have yet to capture the best of you,” Miichan said with a grin while she extended her arm out for Mariko to take.
~~~~~
*knock* *knock*
“Nyan nyan?” Yuko spoke towards the closed door of the guest room thinking back to last night.
In the middle of her sleep, Yuko was woken up by the knocking at her door, she found Haruna at her door step, eyes red from crying as one hand gripped tightly around the handle of her suitcase, her appearance wiped the sleep out of Yuko’s eyes immediately.
“Can’t I stay here tonight?” was all Haruna asked and without missing a beat, Yuko quickly lead the taller girl into the house and straight to the washroom to allow Haruna some time to fix herself and freshen up.
It didn’t take long before Haruna emerged from the washroom, face cleaned from the tear streaks but trouble still sketched over her features. Yuko frowned from the way the girl carried herself, it is not the same carefree, airhead girl she had gotten to know over the years.
“Do you want to talk about it?” Yuko asked as she lead Haruna to the couch, no wanting to beat around knowing it won’t do them any good.
“It’s over… and… and,” Haruna started crying on Yuko’s shoulders, “I… Mariko was right.”
“Shhhhhh…it’s okay, everything will be okay,” Yuko spoke softly while running her hands up and down her back in attempts to stop Haruna’s crying and relieve her grief.
“Yuko?” Haruna finally lifted her head from Yuko’s shoulder and looked her in the eyes. Before Yuko can decipher the complicated emotions running through those deep orbs, Haruna closed the gap between the two of them and met her lips with a gentle kiss. The contact was short, the feelings gone before it can be properly register in their mind, Haruna never broke eye contact as she continue to struggle for an answer to a question that she can’t identify.
Finally Yuko stood up pulling Haruna up in the process, “it’s late, you should get some sleep we still have work tomorrow.” Yuko purposely redirected the focus. Even if she really want to sort things out with the cat-like girl now is not the right time.
*knock* *knock*
“Nyan Nyan?” when no answer came Yuko gently pushed the door open and peeked inside.
She found Haruna sprawl out under the covers, with one arm hugging one of the many pillows close. Yuko slowly walked closer to get a better look at the sleeping beauty, with one hand she lightly brushed a couple strain of long hair to a side so she can examine the serenity washed over those stunning features. After what seems like minutes Yuko broke her staring and decided to wake the peaceful girl.
“Nyan Nyan, wake up, we are going to be late,” with a hand on each shoulder Yuko shook the girl until she showed signs of life.
“Yuuchan?” Haruna mumbled in her sleep, as she slowly open her eyes to adjust to the morning light shining in through the windows. Sitting herself up Haruna lifted one hand to rub her eyes as her other pulled the pillow up to her chest hugging it close, a pout made its way to her lips as her sleep has been interrupted.
“Come on Nyan Nyan, time to get out of bed, breakfast is ready,” Yuko lectured while she tried to pull the bigger girl up with her miniature size body.
~~~~~
“Good morning!” Yuko shouted after slamming the doors open to the company, a little too cheery for the morning as her enthusiasm was returned with a couple grumpy good morning and nods from her employees.
“Yuuuuko, the samples have been completed and are in your office,” Amina shouted across the room before disappearing to who knows where.
“Come on Nyan Nyan, let's go see the finish product,” Yuko said taking Haruna’s hand and dragged her to their office.
“Yuko!” Haruna scold but allow the energetic girl drag her across the room.
“Look! Look!” Yuko shouted excitely jumping up and down checking the pieces of lingerie fitted on the mannequins, “they are perfect!”
Haruna ignored her jumping business partner and moved closer to closely examine the finishing on the products, seeing no defects on them she stepped back and gave her approval.
“They look great, now we just need to get the promotion and marketing processes going and have them start production.” Haruna said planning to concentrate on her work to take her mind of the events of the night before.
“Nyan nyan, why don’t you just relax and get some rest on the couch, I’ll go talk to them,” Yuko suggested as she pointed to the couch at the corner of their office. Seeing how Haruna is hesitating but cannot hide the exhaust written over her face, Yuko pushed her Nyan Nyan towards the couch and gently with force sat her onto the couch.
Yuko crouched down a little so she is eye levelled with the sitting Haruna, beaming her best smile, Yuko placed one hand tenderly over Haruna’s cheek, “Nyan nyan you don’t have to pretend, it’s okay to be weak. I’ll always be here if you need me okay,” after receiving a slight nod Yuko excused herself to talk to the team.
At the door Yuko glanced over to the sleeping girl before slowly backing out of the door, quietly closing the door when a voice startled her from behind.
“Yuko, did you just confess?” asked a noisy Sasshi from behind.
“HOLY! Sasshi, don’t sneak up on people!” Yuko started shouting but managed to bring her volume back to normal afraid any outburst might wake the tired girl in her office.
“Oshiri-chan! Come one tell us, what’s going on between you to? Isn’t Harunyan already married?” Mayu suddenly appeared to the other side of Yuko, scaring her short little boss. Both her and Sasshi watched Yuko quickly pick herself up from the ground with a hand still over her chest, trying to catch the breath she missed.
“She is getting divorced,” Yuko blurred out before she realize what she just said, both her hands quickly went up to her mouth to prevent herself from saying any more but the damage is already done.
“Chance boss! Go for it!” her two best friends/ employees pointed out the obvious.
“It’s not like that…. I love her but I am willing to wait, wait until she is ready,” Yuko said with determination and letting anything wavier her decision. She won’t force Nyan Nyan into anything against her will or put any pressure on her, if Nyan Nyan decided to be with her then it will be because of love.
From inside the room, Haruna heard the whole conversation outside as the door never closed properly and Yuko’s earlier outburst kept her awake. ‘Sorry Yuko, I just need some more time,’ Haruna thought as she slowly drifted off to sleep.
“You two better get to work, I want the scripts, graphics, animation and whatever else you two can think of for promotion done by the end of the week or I’ll be calling Meetan and have her take over the photo shoot for you two this weekend.” Yuko threatened.
“WHAT YOU CAN’T” Sasshi and Mayu shouted in unison, on their knees praying that Yuko was just kidding.
“Keep it down, and yes I can if you two don’t get to work right away,” Yuko emphasize each word, while keeping her voice to a manageable level.
“Nooooo, my Yuki!!” Mayu frantically ran to her desk to get started on her part of the planning.
“Ehhhhh, my Akicha!!” Sasshi ran so fast it almost seem like she teleported back to her desk if not for the fact that she tripped over a chair on her way there.
Yuko let out an evil smirk as she watched her two best friend diligently work, for sure this projects promotion will be successful given the motivations those two are given at the moment.
~~~~~
*Takahashi Law Chamber*
Sitting across from barrister Takahashi, Minami is her two long time friend as they approached her for help with their current issues. Minami explained to them the details and legal segments of their divorce papers. To be honest, this was something many of them had thought would happen but wished it didn’t at the same time.
“So do both of you understand, what I just explained?” Takamina asked as she looked at them one by one to make sure she gets a nod from both party.
“By signing these papers you have agreed to and comply with the requirements for a no-fault divorce. All the clause listed will take effect. When I sign under the witness the process will be completed.” the professional barrister paused to let them digest the information, “You won’t be able to turn back.”
Takamina asked once again, just to confirm with her client/best friends that this is their wish and they won’t regret what they are about to do. Mariko picked up her pen and quickly signed her name on the papers before passing them over to Haruna. When both party had signed their life back to single freedom, they finally relax in their chairs.
“So how does it feel to be single again?” the suberi queen joked but seeing the expression on her friends face told her it didn’t work like it was intended to.
“Friends?” Haruna said as she turned to face Mariko with her sudden new found courage.
“Friends,” Mariko replied with a matching smile when their hands connected for a sincere hand shake.
“Come on, I'm going to meet Acchan and Ami for lunch, why don’t you two join us?” Takamina said as she stood up from her chair.
“Say, I have a question that I’ve wanted to ask for a long time, are you sure Ami is yours? She’s so tall…” Mariko asked as she stood towering over her petite little friend.
“… yes, apparently in Acchan’s family she is the shortest and from her mother’s side they have some tall genes floating around…” Takamina replied trying not to remember those family dinners she was force to attend.
“What about those thick brows? I mean although your aura screams ‘male’ your brows are pretty thin.” Haruna followed with her own question that she and Mariko had once argued over.
“…You should’ve seen the brows of my uncle, I think flies drown in them….”
“Oh” Mariko and Haruna uttered together.
“Wait but why is her last name Maeda and not Takahashi?” Mariko continue to bring out all her enquires while they are at it.
“You know how Acchan decided to keep her family name to avoid the hassle of going through all the paper work to change it right?” Takamina started and waited for her two friends to nod, “well when she was giving birth to Ami she was screaming and shouting for a divorce from the pain of the deliver…” she explained to her friends the one day she wanted to forget in her life, well maybe not the whole day just those couple minutes when everything happened.
“And you took that seriously?” Mariko questioned the little one as if she is insane.
“No I didn’t take it seriously…. just because of that Acchan threw a fit, coming to a conclusion that I won’t ever take her words seriously... so out of anger she told the nurse her child will be named Maeda, Ami…” Her shoulders slowly slouched down making Takamina feel even shorter then she already is beside the two towers.
“And the nurses took Acchan seriously?” Haruna asked?
“Acchan was admitted to the hospital under Maeda, Atsuko... so they thought my family name is Maeda… it was just all a misunderstanding but by the time Acchan calmed down it was already official….”
“Come on, it’s not that bad. Ami is a good kid whether she is a Maeda or a Takahashi.” Haruna said, trying to make Takamina feel better.
“Let’s go, Acchan and Ami won’t be happy if we are late, they might burn a hole in my wallet again, it’s difficult to feed Maeda’s you know.” Takamina said pushing her two friends out the door with her.
"I can walk, no need to push," Haruna complained as she tried to walk properly without being pushed around.
"Oh, one more thing Takamina, I just have to tell you that pink ribbon on your head totally clashes with your choice of clothing today." Mariko pointed out the mismatch in the barristers fashion sense.
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