Disclaimer: I do not own, or claim to own Strawberry Panic. It all belongs to the original creators.
Notes
First fan-fic on here. I apologize if the quality of this is bad. I've always adored Yaya and Hikari. I was so heart-broken when Hikari went with Amane. So cliched. Well I've never actually read the manga, I really need too though, So if it's not already obvious, this fic is based on the anime. This is when Yaya is helping Hikari get ready for the Etoile selection. Yaya's POV, Enjoy~
Her long blond hair slipping through my fingers, The ribbon tight within my grip. "Hikari, you look very cute." The words escape effortlessly. "Just like an angel." I say with no problem, after all, it is the absolute truth. I continue to arrange her hair. I have to make sure she looks beautiful, Even if its not for me.
After I finished tying the ribbon. I lean in closer. She smells so sweet. Like honey. I close my eyes to take in this moment, My hands resting on her shoulder-blades "Do your best Hikari." I lean in closer. I knew this day was coming, I feel so nostalgic. Now I wish time would just stop. Or reverse. So I could do things differently.
"Thank you Yaya."
Her voice, an angels voice. That sugary-sweet soprano voice. It has the power to control my moves, my actions, my heart., What ever she wishes, I would do it. I just want her to be happy. She holds the key to it. My fragile heart. And right now. It's breaking in two.
Of course. I wouldn't let her know how bad its hurting on purpose. I wouldn't want her features to be ruined with guilt, or sorrow. And yet, I can sense she knows. I usually act like nothings wrong, and that it doesn't bother me, But lately. It's been rough to handle. I feel so at ease with her, Shes the only one who sees my 'soft' side.
I always used to tease her, Admire her cute features, and how adorable she is when shes mad. The way her cheeks turn a light rose color when I make a move on her. Her beautiful body. To me, she's perfection.
Even if we can't be together in that way, I'm still her best friend. I'm so happy being her best friend, but yet, I feel terrible for wanting more than that. I must be greedy, and yet I'm so lucky though, She could of just stopped being friends with me all together. But she stayed.
The line between best friends and lovers is very thin. I wanted to cross that line happily, hand-in-hand with my beloved angel. But in the end, I crossed it alone.
I could hear someone knock at the door. I don't want to move, I just want to stay here, with you Hikari. "Yes, I'm coming." My angel says. Please don't go, Hikari.
She begins to walk forward. I sub-consciously reach for her, as a final attempt to sway her. But she escapes my grasp. Amane appears at the door-way. Tsubomi follows Hikari to the doorway. All three of them stand there. Before they leave the room, Each one of them look at me. I force a smile and wave.
As the door closes, I can feel the tears running down my cheek. It's done. She's no longer mine, No longer My angel.
Please don't go Hikari,
End.