Sayonara

Disclaimer:  All characters in my fanfiction are properties of Yoshizumi Wataru and Ribbon Comics.  I'm just borrowing her wonderful characters.  Hopefully you all know I'm writing this fanfic as a hobby and not making a cent for it.

Author's note:  This is a fanfic in letter form written by Meiko.  It explores an alternative world where Na-chan never sent her that congratulations telegram.  Basically Meiko and Na-chan never got back together.  This is my first time writing in the first person, so it might sound a little awkward.  Comments and criticism is always welcome and highly appreciated.  Thank you for reading.  You can e-mail me at SDChichiri@aol.com.

Namura Shinichi…

My first love…

My graduation is today.  This was the most anticipated day of my life.  This is supposed to be the day you sweep me off my feet, take me to your world, away from the nightmare and prison of my own home.  It’s a promise we made when we were student, teacher, and lover. 

I am standing here with all my graduating classmates, Miki, Matsura, and Ginta to name a few.  Everyone is excited, happy, and nervous as they wait for their name to be called for the diploma.  I’m happy for them, but my own happiness is not here.  My eyes wandered off into the crowd of students, faculties, families and friends to search for you, the only person I want a word of congratulation from.  Are you here?  Did you come? 

It’s my turn.  I shook the hand of the head master and receive the diploma.  The thunderous claps of applause filled my ear, yet they sound so distant.  And still my eyes busily search for your presence.  I was disappointed when I exit the stage.  You really didn’t come.  Sensei, you really forgot the promise and me.  I can’t help but feel my tears start building on the lid of my eyes.  I should have known this all along, especially after I found out about you and Ryouko-sensei.  But I can always hope…

Miwa-san greeted me at the bottom of the stage with his usual self-confident smiles.  We dated occasionally.  He is a really great guy and I think he deserves a better girl, a girl who does not have another man in her heart.  But he insists I’m the only girl for him and I know he’s sincere.  He knew I still think about you yet he doesn’t care.  I didn’t completely turn him down nor did I accept him.  I’m waiting for a definite answer within myself.  I need to get over you before I can completely accept him, that way it will be fair for him.

Can you give me that one answer I’m searching for? 

The ceremony ended.  We gathered together for pictures.  Everyone smiles brilliantly especially Miki.  I know she’s really happy since Matsura came back from America to graduate with her.  She’s very lucky considering the hardship she went through with Matsura.  I’m very happy for her. 

Suzu came over with her camera and insists I take a picture with Miwa-san.  I said yes.  Miwa-san happily stood beside me.  I can’t help but giggle at his enthusiasm.  I turned to the camera and smile.  The smile was genuine.  It came from the heart.  I didn’t have to fake it like I thought I would. 

The crowd lessened.  Everyone started to leave.  Miki came over with her arms around Matsura smiling.  She asked me whom am I bringing for the senior dance.  “Is it Miwa-san?” She asked me.  I looked down on the floor and softly said, “I don’t know.”  We talked for a while and she left with her family. 

I walked toward the school library by myself.  I went our favorite spot to see if you were there…waiting for me.  I felt silly.  I felt disappointed.  But the heavy feeling that was with me since the day we parted lifted. 

I heard the door open, footsteps slowly coming my way.  I turned around.  A pair of serious blue eyes stared deeply into mines.  The mood was intense.  Both of us stayed in silence for a long time.  I felt my heart pounding loudly against my chest.  I thought my heart dies on that day, but somehow Miwa-san put life back into it. 

Suddenly Miwa-san switched back to his playful mode.  “The mood is too intense for me.”  He laughed.  I giggled softly at his word.  “I just came by here to ask if you decided to bring me to your senior dance yet.”  Even though he used a playful tone to ask me that question, I know he wants an answer today.  I sighed and turned around.  I asked Miwa-san to wait outside for my answer.  He nodded and left. 

I spent half an hour writing you this letter in the library while Miwa-san waited outside.  I’ve already come up with a decision. 

Sensei…I will always love you and never forget you, but for my sakes and yours…I’m willing to let go.  Thank you for your memories and I wish for your happiness and Ryouko-sensei.

     Meiko Akizuki.

Meiko looked over her letter with a content smile.  She placed the letter neatly in her diary where she keeps all her treasured memories.  “Sayonara, Sensei.”  Meiko whispered.

Meiko got up from her seat and walked toward the double door.  With a quick exhale; she pulled the door opened. 

“Miwa-san, what color dress should I wear to compliment your suit?” 

The end or the beginning?