Lost But Never Forgotten
Disclaimer: Hana Yori Dango does not belong to me. Only this story.
A/N: I thought up the idea for this while writing "It Happened On Halloween". I know I should be working on that story but I was bored and felt like posting this up. Hope you like it :D. This Is JUST a Prologue.
Death In The Family:
It was already midnight by the time she got back to her parents home. The day had gone on longer than she imagined. She never thought that she would be back her again, after the way things had ended so badly before. Her parents had thrown her out and told her to leave and never look back, and that's what she had done.
She had taken what little money she had and had left Japan with a broken heart and a broken home. Her parents had been so cold and callous. She never pictured a human being capable of such emotions. She knew that they would not be pleased with her news but never thought her loving and caring parents would go that far. The memories of that night still gave her nightmares.
She could hide it no longer and confessed everything to her parents. Had told them the she was pregnant. At first they were horrified that there only daughter was to have a child out of wedlock, but soon changed when they learned the identity of the child's father. They knew of her relationship with Domyouji Tsukasa and had always pushed her towards him. They thought now that she was to have his child would force him to marry her without escape.
They had no knowledge of his accident, or his vague recollection of her. She could not imagine such a thing, could not force the man she loved into a marriage he did not want to a woman he could hardly remember. When she told them she wasn't going to tell him of her pregnancy, they told her her only other option was abortion. She never thought that her parents could go that far, especially her mother who the idea had come from. Without even thinking she told them there was no way on earth she would ever have an abortion, and that she was keeping her child. They had fought for what seemed like hours. Late into the night until early dawn, when she walked out of her parent's home never to return again.
In the beginning it had been extremely difficult. She was not sure what to do, she had found herself alone and pregnant. She couldn't bring herself to ask for help from her friends, she the tough weed had to go this alone. She thought that was what was best for this situation. So she went to the airport and bought a one way ticket to where she thought no one would find her.
Trieste,Italy. It wasn't somewhere she had ever been to or heard of. It was on a whim, she had been studying Italy in one of her classes and had chosen there as her destination. It was so utterly random she knew that no one would ever suspect of it. When she had gotten there she had no idea what her next plan was. Although it seemed that luck happened to be one her side.
It had begun to rain soon after she arrived, so she ducked into a little cafe nearby the airport and had noticed they were looking for help. With her can do attitude and positiveness she had gotten the job almost instantly. It was a little hard at first seeing that she did now speak a word of Italian, but with time and patience from the customers she had learned very well.
The cafe owner was a kind elderly woman named Sophia Murasaki who treated Makino like a granddaughter, and having been married to a man of Japanese Orient, she spoke Japanese very well. She had been left the cafe when her husband died, it was there dream to open it up together and she kept it running in his memory. Seeing that she had no where to stay the woman had given Makino a small room in her house.
Things had progressed from there, she had gone to university and worked hard and in the end wound up with a degree in business. Her days of hoping to study and practice law were now over, she had to do what was deemed appropriate for the moments to come. It turns out being friends with a womanizing playboy had it's advantages, as she introduced tea into the cafe. It had instantly become a popular sensation, which caused Sophia sheer joy and she thanked Makino profoundly.
Though she had been banished from her home and forbidden to take claim as a Makino, she had always kept in touch with her brother. They had always formed a special bond which nothing or no one could brake. They had always looked out for one another and where like best friends rather than just siblings. He had managed to keep her informed of the happenings with her family and friends, and how things were progressing.
If she had stayed in Japan she would of brought shame to her parents and her household, and she didn't want any of the sort. This had been something she had done and her family shouldn't have to play part. Though at times she wished that she had someone there by her side. How many times had she cried out for her mother or Yuki her best friend which she loved like a sister. Though in the end she learned to take it all in stride.
For this was not about her anymore. This was about the being that was growing inside of her at that moment. That needed her to be strong to be the strong weed of the past. Somewhere deep inside of her she found the strength to persevere. Not to forget or leave behind, no never the past was with her just as much as the present, but to continue forward. To keep going and to work towards the future.
She had always sent her brother some money when things started going good for her, and had even gone to the point of setting up a bank account for him, so their parents would not find out. Once he had finished high school he had wanted to come and stay with her. So she had found a way to get him a scholarship to a university where she was staying, that being his choice and not knowing she was behind it, her parents never really looked much into it. Makino looked forward to the arrival of her brother with great vigor, and prepared everything to be perfect for the occasion.
But that was six years ago and her parents where now dead. They had died in a terrible car accident. Thankfully she was informed that it was a quick and painless death, in which her parents had not suffered. Even with the events that had taken place years ago they were still her parents, which she cared for and loved deeply. Now it was just her and her brother togther in this world.
He had been affected by it most, where she had not shed a single tear. It wasn't that she didn't care for her parents, or that she was an unfeeling person it was just that she was all cried out. When she first arrived in Italy she found herself crying every night before she went to bed. It was hard for her being in such a foreign place with no friends or family, but it was what had to be done for the sake of her sanity and her unborn child.
A/N:In this story it has been six years since Domyouji's accident in HYD season 2 and he has had little to no progression. This stor came to me while brainstorming for "It happened on Halloween". I also got some ideas from a story I read awhile ago. Fun fact I learned: Murasaki means purple in Japanese :D