A Munto Fanfiction: Infatuated © RedWingedAngel002
Disclaimer: Munto; Sora Miageru Shōjo no Hitomi ni Utsuru Sekai © Kyoto Animation; Yoshiji Kigami and Tomoe Aratani
Genre: Adventure, Fantasy, Friendship, Romance
Summary: In every sense, I am aware of you… MxY.

A/N: This was inspired by my most recent art piece Infatuated By Your Scent Alone: fav. me/d4bgdrm
I've wanted to do this for a while; a small series of drabbles, focusing on the senses. Let's see what becomes of it~! :D

Song: A Song of Storm and Fire by: Yuki Kajiura

Japanese Index:
None.

"Talking."
'Thinking.'
Memories/Flashbacks.

Chapter 1: Lightning Strike

"What's wrong, Yumemi?" Ichiko inquired behind her.

Green eyes flickered back to Earth, briefly pondering to what strange feeling had suddenly become of her, but pushed it aside. Yumemi turned to her worried friends and reassured them.

"Oh, it's noth—"

Suddenly, there was a blast, a whirlwind with howling air and smoky debris. The explosion of rippling magic caused the pink umbrella to slip out of her surprised grasp.

A cry escaped her lips, and as the girl finally opened her wide eyes, she drunk in what was before her: green, various shades of green smoke and the rumble of thunder.

There was a certain charge in the air, daunting and powerful. The smell of freshly befallen rain hit her senses, that, and a foreign, almost sweet, scent. Did lightning just strike?

Yumemi then turned, greeted by a crouched figure, who was consumed in the fog.

Red. So bright and contrasting, the color alone made her eyes hurt.

"It is you. I have finally found you, Girl of Destiny." The man stood, graceful, tall, and intimidating.

A light flutter was emitted from the silk cape of his, harmonizing with her erratic, fearful heart.

"There is no time left." A large palm stretched towards her, ordering, "Lend me your power."

Yumemi took a weary step back.

'Power? What power? What was this? Who…?'

Finally, she was able to speak, voice meek and shaking. "T-this is…"

"Come." He took a stride forward. However, suddenly, there was a quiver in her vision, distorting the man before her. He then recoiled back, gave a grunt, and grasped his charred, right wrist.

Gold, like the sun, like honey, shared her vision, burning, authoritative, and grounding. She could not move.

"Hey, you can hear my voice, right?" he inquired.

Yes, it was low, demanding, and elegant.

She continued to stare, amiss and in awe. "This is…"

"There is no time," his bare arm gave a sweep at his cape, commanding, "So come to me!"

A hand grasped her shoulder, pulling Yumemi back from the vision of the foreign man—

"Hey!" he snarled.

—And then she was where she once stood, in the puddles of the nature's aftermath, and with her friends…

"Yumemi!" Ichiko cried.

The blonde rose from her friend's supportive grasp. Suzume took a few steps towards her, concerned.

"What just happened?" she whispered to herself.

"What do you mean? What happened?"

Her heart gave a lurch. "Ichiko, you didn't see that?"

Worried brown eyes blinked. "See what?"

Yumemi stared, dazed; green moons, wide, and awed. Was she seeing things again? Was this yet another dream?

Just who was this Red Man?

A/N: See what I mean by short? This is barely even a page-and-a-half long… =_=;
And no, I don't think Yumemi was romantically attracted to Munto at this point, even considering the second OVA. Some deep feelings, sure, but she was more captivated in his presence, than anything. What she thought was a dream for so long has turned to be a reality. I'd be curious, too, if I were in her situation, would want to see more.
I've Finally Found You…: fav. me/d4bko33

—Ari [10.1.11]