Chapter 1

When I was 6, my parents had a huge fight and divorced because my mother found out that my father was two-timing her. It was a fight that I would never forget because…because I saw it right there, front row, a sickening fight that can never be cured out of my head ever.

My father left with that other woman and that was the last time I saw him. His face, his smile, everything about him was long gone. Gone...gone...that word echoed throughout my head a million times as I waved good-bye to my father with a teardrop falling from my right eye. Shocked, more tears fell and I didn't even notice. My mother hugged me tightly, blocking my view of my dad but her hug was somehow gentle with her soft body. She felt like a comfortable, fluffy pillow.

I could feel her saying to me, "It will be alright, don't cry now, baby girl, there's no need to cry." And I fell asleep in her warm arms.

I never got over it and one day, I missed my dad so much that I ran away from home and searched for my dad throughout the neighborhood. He wasn't there. I was confused because he never told me where he went. I was a confused 6 year old running throughout the neighborhood and I didn't even know where I was going. I just kept running about with tears falling from my eyes until I stopped there… There, right in front of my amazed eyes was cherry blossom trees. I thought I was in a dream. The scenery was so beautiful yet so calm and relaxing, I thought of it as my mom and dad when we were all happy. But too late, all of that are long gone, adios, sayonara. Loads of tears ran down my face. I was in so much pain that I felt like dying…

Until a voice behind me asked, "What are you doing?"

I turned around and there right in front of me was a boy. Brown hair, gray eyes and he looked exactly my age. My tears were still running down my face, I couldn't stop it.

"Why are you crying?" He asked me with a soft, gentle voice.

"I-I'm looking for my dad…" I answered timidly.

"Do you know where he is?"

"No…"

"Then why are you looking for him if you don't know where he is?" He stared at me with those soft, worried gray eyes of his.

"B-because I miss him…" I blushed as the wind blew through my long pink hair. My tears kept falling as I stared at him with my pink eyes and kept thinking, what is he up to?

"Silly girl, even if you miss him so much, you won't be able to find him if you don't know where he is." He said as he laughed a bit.

My tears stopped, he somehow calmed me down. I was a bit happy seeing him laugh a bit but in my heart, in my broken heart, I will never stop crying in there for my father whom I seem to love very much. I was kind of happy as well to see him try to cheer me up.

I wiped my tears and said, "Thank you very much for trying to cheer me up but this pain in my heart will never heal. Thank you though." I showed him my gratitude by curtsying and smiling at him.

"So," he said, "what's your name?"

"It's Sakura, what's yours?" I replied, blushing and the scenery turned magical, with leafs from the cherry blossom trees slowly falling.

"Kenta, call me Kenta." He responded with a smile.

"So it's Kenta, nice to meet you!" I said and held out my hand so we could shake hands.

"Nice to meet you too, Sakura." Kenta said and held out his hand and shook it with mine.

It was a beautiful day that I would cherish and never forget. That day when I met Kenta, became his best friend, and the day when the cherry blossom trees bloomed. He helped me through the rough and sad times and I always helped him through his life too. We were BFF's, best friends forever. Until 1 year passed and on that day, Kenta had to move. It was the last time I saw him…

"Kenta, please don't leave!" I yelled out while crying so hard. This reminded me of when my dad was leaving, I hated it.

"I'm sorry, Sakura. But I have to move because my dad quit his job here and got a new job somewhere else. Please don't cry…" Kenta said. I felt like I was going to break into a million pieces.

"But, but…" I stammered.

"Come on, Kenta!" Kenta's dad called out to him.

"Give me a minute, dad!" Kenta yelled back.

My tears couldn't, no, wouldn't stop running and I couldn't stop thinking what would happen if Kenta was gone.

"Look, Sakura, it's not as easy as it seems but…I have to go. Let's make a promise, Sakura, which we will meet again one day and we'll be together forever, promise?" He held out his pinky.

"Promise," I said and pinky swore with him.

"Sakura, I love you." He said and hugged me tightly with his soft arms and his gentle body. I was so surprised and touched of what he said to me. Is this a confession? I gripped onto Kenta's shirt, wanting this hug to last forever.

"I-I…"

"Good-bye, Sakura." Kenta said and he let go of me.

I held out my hand to him but he faded away in my tears…I didn't even have a chance to say back to him, "I love you too…"