Title: Chocolat
Genre: General
Warnings: Characters (in my opinion)
OOC Characters: Beatrice Battler Ushiromiya
Rating: Green
Chapters: 1 / 1
In progress: No.
A / N: This is a fanfiction I wrote for the birthday of Beatrice.
beginning had to be made a story for another time, that of the famous White Day, but because in the end I had not continued over-commitment-because, I turned into a fic centered on 29 November .
not know, I have nothing to add.
Hope you like it, otherwise ... patience. At least I tried to write something pricey for this event. * Bow * embarrassment
was November 29.
a light wind was blowing, which was hovering in the air rose petals. The plants in the garden and the roses themselves were moving in the same direction, the air that the wind had brought with him was cold, but at the same time gentle and protective, almost as if he were already coming Spring.
was the ideal time for a special day: that of birthday.
A young woman was wandering alone in the vast labyrinth of flowers. She used to take a walk near his home alone.
However, that day was different.
was the day of his "birthday" the day he was born , and we wanted to be the focus of everyone. Not that it is not already, but she had always looked forward to the arrival of that time to receive many gifts from people he knew ... and, most importantly, it created the perfect opportunity to actually see if the others had to respect her, or not.
Because she was the Golden Witch, Beatrice , and respect is one of the fundamental requirements that must be a witch to be such.
Because of a sudden the sky started to cloud over, almost as an announcement of rain, Beatrice decided to return to his residence.
The first thing he did was to go to the kitchen to personally groped to prepare something delicious for guests who would come shortly thereafter. However, because after about five minutes he realized that it was impossible to cook in a short time without blowing the stove, she was immediately think of great patience that it takes in-kitchen, decided for now to leave that room and go elsewhere .
wandered for long minutes in the corridors linking the various places of residence, only to end up unknowingly in front of the door of his room. He was looking almost
incredulous the site in which he was found. In that moment I thought he was reaching into his own room ... it was too lost in thought to think about where to go in the next few minutes.
She thought about what would have happened in that long, endless day. And after much delay, finally occurred to her to do something.
Usually, when someone's birthday comes, you try to prepare a surprise for the person celebrated. And his bedroom was the perfect place to hide greatest gift.
perfectly Taking all this in mind, Beatrice he crept into the room and began looking around as if looking for something. He hoped to find some flowers or sweets that someone he knew had prepared especially for you. But at first he saw nothing of this. He was about to throw himself with his knees on the ground as a sign of anger and despair, but it was only then that the corner of his eye he noticed something strange and unusual. On the table lay a red box. At first glance it looked like a typical gift box, complete with a bow and a note to her.
The box was adorned with a small branch, which were linked many small flowers blue lilac. The butterfly bush
. It is said that this shrub attracts with its intense and pleasant perfume butterflies. So it was a plant ideally suited to her, who often wander into the residence in the form of gilded butterflies.
The girl continued to stare in disbelief that box so cleverly decorated. He took his hands and, after having scrutinized for a while ', lifted the lid and examine its contents. In that box he found ready
tiny cakes of different shapes. Only then she knew exactly what they were.
"Chocolates? For ... me? "
After about ten minutes, Battler decided to return to that room.
entered the room, looked at the table where he had arrived from the box of chocolates.
Instead he found that instead of another ticket, but not what he had written. there was in fact written on the envelope: "For Battler" . He opened it and inside he found these words written:
"It 's nice to feel pampered and know that friends remember us also vice.
Thank you, dear.
Not to sound nasty but I swear that every chocolate I thought of you, and do not know what he was thinking ... sweeter! "
" C. .. what? "
In response, Battler ran to his room, quickly hid the ticket in a drawer and threw herself on the bed.
"Damn ... Is it possible that I should always be so unlucky with women? "
While thinking these things, n hid his face in the pillow, ashamed of what who had made only hours ago.
