Some...feudal story ?

I had a dream...no seriously, I had a dream one time. It was really...odd. It was like I was watching an anime, but I was actually in it. Kinda weird. But here's how it sort of began:

Feudal Love

-x-

It was a warm spring afternoon in the town of Hokkaido. Many citizens bustled around town in their kimonos and yukatas.

A little girl of 5 walked through the back door of the crowded bakery. She was wearing a simple green kimono with a navy blue girdle around her waist. This showed the background of her family. Her long black hair was tied up and her dark blue eyes were shining. She carried with her a basket of eggs and a little boy of 6 was following behind her. He wore a ragged yukata, which showed his family's poverty, and had short dark brown hair. His green eyes were scared as he tried to pull the girl back and away from the bakery.

"No! Not now, he might get mad again!" the boy pulled her back but she ignored him. "He can't always be grouchy now, can he?" she asked him as they ran pass several workers. The kitchen of the bakery was pretty clustered. There were several brick stoves lined against the walls and a counter in the center. They ran around the counter to where the boss stood, ordering about the workers.

She smiled as she approached the boss and handed him the basket. "Two dozen, sir! Uncle says payment of 5 silver coins is expected day after tomorrow," she said proudly as the boss took the basket. The boss was a tall man in his 30's. His short black hair was a bit greasy and his glasses made him look twice as mean. He slowly reached towards the finished buns and handed one to her.

"Enjoy this and get out of here," he mumbled and she gladly took the bread. He turned back to his work 

"Sir?" she asked as he turned around with a menacing glare.

"What about him?" she asked while pointing to the boy next to her. He turned his back to her and said in a dangerous tone, "I made myself pretty clear didn't I?"

"Y-yes sir. Sorry, sir," she stuttered as the boy pulled her out of the bakery. They weaved in and out of the staff as they finally made it back outside into the daylight.

"See? I told you he wouldn't be in a good mood. He never is." The boy said as he miserably trudged through the alley towards the street. The girl followed him and silently nodded. "I guess I should've listened to you, huh?" The boy laughed as he turned around. "Of course! Always listen to your elders!" The girl pouted as she retorted back, "Only by a couple of months!" He laughed as she got mad. She smiled from hearing his laugh. The boy poked her cheek and ran off. "Made you smile."

She ran after him through the countryside and ran until they reached the stream in a more deserted and safe part of town. The boy sat down at the edge and dipped his feet in the stream. The girl sat down next to him and followed suit. She took out the bun the boss had given her and ripped in the half, giving the bigger half to the boy. He gladly took it and they ate in a peaceful silence.

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11 years later
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A boy of 17 played with his tousled dark brown hair as he walked out into the street. He was wearing a slightly ragged brown yukata and worn geta sandals. He looked pretty raggy but that fit him in his environment.
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That was all  was able to do. I just found it while going through some old files of mine. Kinda a bit..old in my opinion but eh, I thought this had some potential. Since the maine character was no one I know personally so I won't lose any inspiration. It always happens, I start writing about the latest duds of my love life and bam ! it's over. Or it comes rearing it's ugly head back at me. Weird, no ? Well let me explain a bit.

My first boyfriend and now ex, Andrew Chau. Oh, how I despise that name now. Probably wondering why I hate him so, and what happened ? Long story short, he's an ass. Totally. I have no idea what his current girlfriend sees in him. Jealous ? Not even close. He has so many flaws I despise, I don't even know why I accepted him in the first place. One of hte biggest mistakes of my life.

I started writing a story of how we met, etc. It's a dud now. It's sitting in a folder on my computer, inspiration lost, unable to continue. Only I'll know what happened and what will happen in that story. It's all in here -points at head-.

Next is Mr. Tony Zhao. I don't know if I should really be saying this, but I have a feeling he has better things to do that read my blog. Yes, I admit I had a little something going on for him. But the feeling wasn't mutal. Maybe I was reading him wrong, maybe I was being stupid. Who knows ? Or maybe he actually does feel the same way but I'm only one out of possibly 10 girls he likes. Maaaybe...not his fault you know. He's single, he's free to look. So am I.

When I started writing a short story about my relationship with him, he stops. Completely.

You know the phrase:

if the opposite of like is dislike,
then what is the opposite of love?
"is it hate?"
"no, but you were very close."
the opposite of love is unconcern.
in other words, ignorance.
not giving a response is as good as not caring.

That's how I felt. So I stopped. The second I say, "Okay, I'll stop trying for him," he comes back and we talk as if nothing happened. Which is weird. We usually have loads to talk about and I'm always the one starting it all so I guess I was feeling desperate and decided to stop. But now, I'm rethinking about this course of action for me.

Anyways, it's late, and I should go to bed. Sike. I just need to get off the computer for now cause my daddy's mad at me for staying on so late );

Til tomorrow !

-AK.

P.S. you know you love me. ♥

P.P.S. I find this phrase very catchy for some reason o.o

Updating ?

I am currently updating myself with the past events since I left the city. It's quite a lot actually. I had a lot on my to-do-list for when I get back on a computer. Yes, I do have one of those..sort of. In my head. Maybe.

Now let's see what I need to do. Since I'm going to be bored next week, I should update my Gaia. You know, Gaiaonline ? Join. It's fun. Seriously. I just took a mini-hiatus on it. I gotta link all my accounts, transfer stuff, delete some cause I have too many mules to deal with D:

That's one thing. Let's see. Another thing is non-computer related. My room. My oh-so-messy room. Yea...I've got to work on that sometime next week. If I feel like it. But I really should with school starting soon and all ): Let's just hope I keep that promise to myself Dx

Next is updating my stories. I have this terrible habit of never finishing what I start. Even in writing, school, life, I never finish it. When I do, it's honestly a miracle. So, my goal next week is to update "Took My [♥] as a Souvenir" up by one chapter and maybe finish my other unfinished ideas on my computer. I hope I don't lose them files. I think I have two 4 GB flash drives. Maybe I should update those too. Been months o.o

Next issue is...my wardrobe ? Possibly. But I like my clothes ): But a new school year means new clothes ! Right ? At least I want some. Too bad I have less than $300 on my debit left ): So sad. I wonder what I spent it all on. -sigh-

Oh ! Did I mention that I want to become a photographer ? I wanna learn how to take pictures, enhance, edit and stuff (: I find it kind of fun. There's this website: www.picnik.com. It's amateur and fun and easy ! I think so at least ): Some of the brushes / images thingies are just adorable ! Again, probably just me ): but they're cute ! Can't blame me.

I want a new camera for myself but I guess I'll settle with the small family digital camera for now. It's not that it doesn't work. It doesn't give me a...certain feel. But when I hold onto my dad's camera or his friend's, it feels like such a heavy weight due to the pricing. Ugh. But that's an issue that can wait.

I want a laptop ): ! And an iTouch ! Well, preferably laptop first (: I'd like my own things, and no sharing ! I hate sharing a desktop. It's so annoying. My files get mixed with other things, I fight over it with my sister for more time on the computer. It ticks me off. ):<

I think that might be it. Let me post up the prologue of Took my [♥] as a Souvenir and be out ? (: Enjoy !

-Took My Heart as a Souvenir-

The blue hour. It possesses a romantic quality of the ambient light at this time. Who knew a time of day would hold such a deep meaning? Who knew that you'd leave me one day and break my heart, every time I look at the twilight sky. You just took my heart while I'm left with memories. As a souvenir.

Prologue

Bold = Song lyrics
Italics = flashbacks/thoughts

-x-

Wednesday, July 15, 2009 6:30PM

A girl jumped as the train skidded to a halt. She was caught off guard for a moment before stepping out of the train car and walking towards the exit. As she exited the station, she turned her iPod up once it shuffled onto her favorite song.

Not even a wave,
As she boards the plane.
Looks over her shoulders,
As they closed the gate.

Okay, second favorite.

Heart on my sleeve,
Ring in my hand,
Last thing she said,
"It's too late you'll never understand."

As she listened to the lyrics, she slowly walked to the neighborhood park and sat down on a swing. She had plenty of time before her curfew and decided to just sit for a moment and breathe. Between work, school, family and friends, she's never had any time to herself in the past 3 weeks.

Baby girl bought a one way ticket,
Anywhere far away from me.

She sighed as she looked up at the sky. It was a pretty indigo color. The sun was just starting to set, ever so slowly, and the colors blended beautifully with each other. She closed her eyes, trying to remember the last time she saw a sky like this.

No suitcase packed.
Left just like that,
She's gone indefinitely.

But then again, nothing in nature ever happens twice. But did that involve relationships between people?

If I just had one more chance,
Show you I'm a different man.

She didn't know.

Now it's too late to see.

She got up suddenly and started to walk towards the beach, hoping. It was barely a mile away and she hurried along the road before the sun set completely. She smiled as she remembered a promise, a small promise from a long time ago.

I would have gave the world to you.
This should have been a trip for two.
When girl I'm at the airport,
With nothing but my passport,
Left me standing here.

Her heart stopped and her smile dropped when she reached the beach. No one was there despite the fact that it was barely mid-July. The sun didn't sink all the way below the horizon just yet and a smile appeared on her face once again. She walked farther down the beach, towards the vast ocean and sat down on the last bit of dry sand while being as close to the ocean as possible. She inhaled a deep breath of the salty sea air and sighed happily.

Took my heart as a souvenir.

It might not be a complete picture, but she was still content enough. For now.

Pulling away,
I'm taking the plane.

She hugged her knees as she silently watched the sun set. She had already turned her iPod off but the song still played in her head, fresh in her memory.

Cause you're taking off,
And the sky looks so grey.

The bright orange sun slowly made it's way down until it was out of sight below the horizon. The purple, blue and pink shades were left as twilight approached. It was a clear night, so she had no problem losing herself in the beauty of the blue hour.

You've left me behind,
Here on the ground,
Watching a part of me disappear with you in the clouds.

"Will you promise to watch the sunset with me one day, and stay with me all night long?"

"I promise."

Remembering these words stung her eyes. She inhaled deeply and willed for the tears to go away.

You're flying away,
Into the sky.
I'm feeling so empty deep inside.

"I just love the night time. It's so cool, dark, and peaceful. It's like I'm in a world of my own. I like it. Especially if I have someone to share it with."

"Me too."

He turned his head to face her. "It gets lonely sometimes, doesn't it?," he whispered, loud enough for her to hear. She smiled up at him and whispered back.

"Not anymore."

But if I'll never have you here,
Keep my heart as a souvenir.

A lone tear slid down her right cheek as she recalled the conversation she had with him. It seemed so long ago that they were so happy. Together. He had beamed at her response and she remembered the light feeling her heart had. Being around him just made her feel so...complete.

I would have gave the world to you.
This should have been a trip for two.
When girl I'm at the airport,
With nothing but my passport.

She wiped her cheeks as more tears spilled and chuckled to herself.

Left me standing here,
Took my heart as a souvenir.

She looked up at the sky once more. It was now a dark, navy blue as she saw the first star of the night sky.

Not even a wave,
As she boards the plane.
Looks over her shoulders,
As they closed the gate.

She was once again alone in her own little world.

-x- 

So what'd you think ? Give me your honest opinions ! Thank you very much (; !

-AK. 

First Post ?

Okay, so this is my first post in my new and improved blog. Well, improved, not really. I was strongly persuaded by a friend of mine to get a blog. I already have a journal on Livejournal, but since I rarely go on, and closed off all my other old journals, I decided to open up a new one.

How stupid of me...yes I know. You know you love me.

But for now, enjoy yourself as I customize it (: ?

-AK.