The Muzukashii No Ai
[32] The Ballerina
Autumn has arrived, the trees prepare for the winter months and first drop their leaves. However, the trees first suck back krolofil which is important in the leaves so that the leaves turn red, orange or bright brown.
Time goes fast, it does not feel like 5 years have passed.
"Yue missing?" Doctor Young's voice sounded shocked. In less than 3 hours, a ballerina show in Berlin was about to begin but her daughter suddenly vanished. While the boy next to her grumbled in annoyance.
Leonard Piscassio's. 17 Year old, long white hair with a pair of emerald eyes. Jangkung, carved face looks sturdy that symbolizes arrogance. "This is our last fight against Martin and Lauren. If Yue does not come, we will automatically lose."
A tall man with blonde hair handed him a piece of paper. One of Young's doctor's bodyguards guards Yue if there is a ballet performance of her daughter.
'Papa, I'm going for a minute. I promise I'll be there before the show starts. This is my second meeting with my beloved husband.'
By : Your most beautiful daughter.
Doctor Young sighed. He touched his forehead which was starting to sting. Head's dizzy. He looked at the high guard. "Search for information Lucas Hikaru is at a concert where. Then find Yue there. Understood?"
"According to information, Lucas Hikaru did not hold a concert, but a fan meeting in Dresden."
"Dresden?!" Leon's eyes glared in shock. How the teenagers were not surprised, the distance between the city of Dresden and Hamburg which they occupied almost 500 km. It would take about 4.5 hours if they had to pick Yue up there, while their ballet show would start 3 hours from now.
Doctor Young looked at Leon. "We met in Berlin, I'll pick up my daughter. I promise you'll collaborate to defeat Martin and Lauren. Get the chopper ready immediately."
Yue was crazy when it came to Lucas. The girl disappeared last night to get to Dresden to meet the idol.
Meanwhile, in a high-rise building. Yue had to wait for hours to get in line to meet Lucas and ask for his autograph. Damn, he got the last line. He wore long pants, a thick jacket, sunglasses and a black wig to cover his disguise. Ballet show is only 1.5 hours away but he does not care if he meets Lucas he is willing to lose, anyway all this time he always wins. This is his beloved husband.
"Your name?"
Yue speechless. That masculine voice pierced his ear drum. Oh my God. Lucas talked to me. His eyes look into my eyes. Don't take my life now.
The blonde-haired man looked at him in wonder.
"... Yu-e Hi-karu." The girl answered nervously. "T-please write here, 'I am so m-loving-****Y-yue.' Please."
"Hikari?" Lucas' eyebrows are in disbelief. Then smile thinly. His manager said that a proud German ballerina had come as one of his fans. The message was received 30 minutes before the fan meeting began. Of course, Young's own doctor told him over a personal phone through a connection he had.
Yue nodded. After getting her autograph the girl cheered happily. However, his smile vanished when the father was already in front of him.
"Had played you enough. Let's go back to Berlin." The absolute order from the father made Yue shrink.
"Yue Schneider Young's. Thank you for being my fans. I'm flattered a ballerina like you is my admirer." Lucas turned the girl.
"I'm not your fan. I'm your future wife." Yeah maybe later if you're a widower, my dear.
Lucas smiled. "I'm not a pedophile. I like women who are older than me."
Yue folded his hands. "If you ever become a widower one day, don't hesitate to call me!" Without paying any heed to the annoyed look of her father who was ready to scold her.
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This year Satoshi is already 4th grade SD while Himeka is 3rd class. Today a very noisy voice echoed SD Saram. Students gathered to watch the football match between SD Kaminari and SD Hoshi.
The numbers are still 1-1. Both teams looked equally strong and drawn. The goalkeeper of SD Kaminari is Feng boy from China, while SD Hoshi is named Zero.
Masaya approached one of the players from SD Hoshi, whose back number is 09, which read the name 'Satoshi'. "If you go home with a victory, Dad will
teach you a new technique, but if you lose, you have to wait another year, only then will I teach you."
"Why wait a year? That was a long time ago," protested Satoshi manyun.
"Then will you wait a year or tomorrow?"
"Of course tomorrow,"
Masaya smiled. "Then score as many goals as you can."
"But ...."
"Father's son can do it." Masaya stroked Satoshi's head gently and gave him some spirit.
"All right." Then Satoshi bertos ria with his father. "Let's see, I can definitely score a lot of goals" he promised.
Back Masaya stroked that head. Satoshi, you're becoming more and more like Hikaru, your real father. Masaya continued to stare at the boy as if he was about to lose Satoshi. Hikaru, look at him .. he looks a lot like you. Starting from the eyes, hair, nose. I envy you Hikaru. You can have a child like her. I always thought why wasn't Satoshi born from my seed? But even so I was proud, because I could raise him to what he is now.
"Dad," called Satoshi in wonder as Masaya looked at him strangely.
The man woke up from his daydream. He smiled at Satoshi. "Don't let us down, huh? Look, Himeka from earlier yelled to encourage you."
Satoshi turned to his sister who was standing in the front row shouting her name. Next to Himeka, Miku sat down smiling at her son. Her stomach is bulging because she is 8 months pregnant closer to delivery.
"Mother, sister cool, huh? Just like dad when he's on the field" Himeka said proudly.
Miku just smiled.
Match starting. Not a single ball went into the goal of SD Hoshi. Children of SD Hoshi shouted excitedly praise the prowess of Zero the goalkeeper. When it was SD Hoshi's turn to score, Satoshi advanced as the winner.
Feng was getting excited when he found out the next attacker was a child with raven hair who managed to break his goal earlier.
Come on, Fujimine, take you. I won't let you score again.
Satoshi was about to kick the ball, Feng was ready on the spot. The boy kicked the ball right into the goal. The ball is moving very fast. All eyes looked at him tense especially when the thick eyebrows managed to catch the ball.
"Definitely in!" masaya said he was convinced by the distinctive smile on his lips that was always on display when he managed to score.
The ball was indeed captured by Feng, but because it continued to spin finally the ball was released from the hand of the skinny and flexible boy.
Masaya smiled proudly and gave a thumbs up to Satoshi who was surrounded by his friends like a super hero who saves the earth. The children of SD Hoshi shouted happily as the commentator read out the final score won by SD Hoshi, which was 2-1.
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After meeting Lucas in Dresden, the ballerina flew straight to Berlin in a private helicopter belonging to the Schneider family.
"Hey, congratulations on your victory, Yue," said Ryu to the beautiful girl who had just finished standing on the main balcony of the podium after her victory as a young ballerina at the age of 17.
"Sister!" the beautiful girl in a white costume like an angel without wings approached the figure of a young man sitting in a wheelchair and brought her a bouquet of flowers. "Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"
"Suprise," Ryu replied briefly.
Yue smiled brightly, with his stunning appearance he looked like an angel who descended from the earth and spread the aura of love on earth. "Thanks," he said, kissing Ryu on the cheek, then he pushed the wheelchair out.
There was a sense of pride in Ryu being able to get to know a multitalented talented girl like Yue. Often the girl followed a ballet race to deliver it to a figure whose name began to be known in the art world. He and Leon were known to be matching couples because when they danced, they were like the ancient Greek gods of human worship.
Yue has a beautiful face, the combination of German and Chinese makes her look like a cute porcelain doll. Long brown curly hair, having a pair of bright sapphire eyes with a pointed nose. Her lips are reddish, thin and small. His skin was white with his body high.
"So I watched a junior football game. China against Germany. There was one child who was very agile and very excited."
"What is Mark Akechi?" guess Yue was convinced with a smile. "The 14-year-old junior player who got the nickname angel because of his good looks."
"Hey, you know him?" asked Ryu astonished.
"Of course, when Leon and I were in competition in China, he came as guests of honor in our welcome. I even have a picture of him. He looked very happy when we took the picture. I heard his papa was the main sponsor of our ballet show."
Ryu daydreaming.
"Why?"
"The boy reminds me of my childhood. Mark that's." Ryu's eyes returned to Yue. "What do you think the boy is?"
The ballerina smiled, showing off her white teeth "Yes, she's a good kid. I like it."
Ryu looked at him. "Like in the sense?"
"Like it. Why, are you jealous?"
Ryu smiled faintly. "Are you going to judge him like you did actor Lucas Hikaru?"
"No, he's different. The parts are not the same as I admire the actor. I met him in Dresden" he whispered with a reddish face.
"Good, I can be jealous if you like that boy. You better be a match with that Lucas, yeah .. at least be his second wife."
Yue hit Ryu's gold.
"Remember, the man with the Hikaru clan is a limited edition,"
"Eh, Papa ..." said the girl was happy when she saw her father coming with flowers.
"Congratulations, Honey. Papa's proud of you. I thought you and Leon would be disqualified for 5 minutes late."
"Thanks to my husband's prayer earlier," Yue replied sneering.
Doctor Young approached, kissed her daughter's cheek and gave her a bunch of flowers. Then his eyes focused on Ryu. "Today you're going to have your foot surgery that will be ironed so you can walk. Good luck with that." Ryu has had two surgeries on his leg, but failed.
Ryu nodded.
"Your mommy's back in Canada, your grandma's in a bad situation. Then your Daddy .. he went to Japan to take care of his growing business there," explained Dr. Young.
Ryu doesn't care. It's like he doesn't care if his father goes to Pluto and doesn't come back. Yeah, Ryu really doesn't care. Because of that man, he got to like this. He let his hair be blown by the wind.
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Saturday, 6 June 2020
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