A/N: This is an impromptu Utena/Anthy one-shot that I wrote at around 4:00 in the morning when I couldn't sleep ^^; I'm not sure if it makes too much sense, and it's my first attempt at SKU fanfiction. This is my little contribution to the U/A fandom; hopefully it's a good one. ^_^
Oh yeah, and I don't own SKU and all that jazz.
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I'm walking home when I see her.
She's quite a distance from me, but I could identify her figure from a mile away. It's her, alright. Taking slow, careful steps; her flowing hair a purple smudge against the amber twilight.
Without being fully aware of it, I've changed my direction and am now walking towards her. I don't know if she's spotted me yet, but I can see her. Oh God I can see her.
My footsteps quicken.
I don't know how long I've felt this way, and I really don't care. It was uncomfortable at first, but now it feels as if it's the only emotion I've ever known. She's all that matters; she's my world. I want to (and WILL) do everything in my power to save her. Because she's all I've got left.
I'm getting closer now; her silhouette is no longer a miniscule doll against the vast and distant buildings of Ohtori. The dying sunlight glints off of her glasses, and for a minute I feel disappointed that I wasn't able to catch a glimpse of those beautiful green eyes.
I'm getting closer still - her head is bowed and her hands are clasped submissively in front of her. Her pet monkey-mouse is perched demurely on her shoulder, calmly munching away at a cookie. My heart is racing, and my footsteps come faster, more urgent.
She is now only a dozen or so feet away from me, and my sneakers are pounding against the pavement ruthlessly. My footfalls sound like claps of thunder; my breathing ragged and loud, though she doesn't seem to notice. My heart is thumping wildly inside my chest; begging for release, aching for its burning desire to be eased.
She stops, head still bent, and immediately I come to a halt. My chest by now is heaving - not only from the exercise, but from the close proximity of *her*. She's inundated my senses; she is the only coherent thought on my mind, her name the only word on my lips.
"Himemiya..."
She raises her head slowly, and I meet her gaze. Green eyes glisten with unshed tears; as well as an unspeakable amount of pain. But there is also something else in those eyes, something else that I recognize and feel myself. Something that I have to say.
"I love you."
The words fall out of my mouth before I realize it, and Himemiya stares at me blankly for a moment. //How many times have I told her this? Do I really expect her reaction to be any different?// A myriad of emotions seem to flicker across her face, but she slips her mask back on quickly. Allowing a genuine smile to crack through, she takes my hand and holds it gently.
"Utena-sama."
My heart stops at her touch, and I can feel a lump forming in my throat. //I can't cry, don't cry...// I quickly blink back my tears and turn away, though never losing the connection at our hands. I begin walking again, and she falls into pace beside me.
One day, when all of this mess is over, it will just be she and I. I'm going to give all that I've got to fight for that day, and relish in the satisfaction when it finally comes. And then Himemiya can tell me all the things she feels, all the things we know but she hurts too much to say. And that's okay, I can wait. It will only make the day that much sweeter when it comes.
Oh yeah, and I don't own SKU and all that jazz.
~*~*~*~
I'm walking home when I see her.
She's quite a distance from me, but I could identify her figure from a mile away. It's her, alright. Taking slow, careful steps; her flowing hair a purple smudge against the amber twilight.
Without being fully aware of it, I've changed my direction and am now walking towards her. I don't know if she's spotted me yet, but I can see her. Oh God I can see her.
My footsteps quicken.
I don't know how long I've felt this way, and I really don't care. It was uncomfortable at first, but now it feels as if it's the only emotion I've ever known. She's all that matters; she's my world. I want to (and WILL) do everything in my power to save her. Because she's all I've got left.
I'm getting closer now; her silhouette is no longer a miniscule doll against the vast and distant buildings of Ohtori. The dying sunlight glints off of her glasses, and for a minute I feel disappointed that I wasn't able to catch a glimpse of those beautiful green eyes.
I'm getting closer still - her head is bowed and her hands are clasped submissively in front of her. Her pet monkey-mouse is perched demurely on her shoulder, calmly munching away at a cookie. My heart is racing, and my footsteps come faster, more urgent.
She is now only a dozen or so feet away from me, and my sneakers are pounding against the pavement ruthlessly. My footfalls sound like claps of thunder; my breathing ragged and loud, though she doesn't seem to notice. My heart is thumping wildly inside my chest; begging for release, aching for its burning desire to be eased.
She stops, head still bent, and immediately I come to a halt. My chest by now is heaving - not only from the exercise, but from the close proximity of *her*. She's inundated my senses; she is the only coherent thought on my mind, her name the only word on my lips.
"Himemiya..."
She raises her head slowly, and I meet her gaze. Green eyes glisten with unshed tears; as well as an unspeakable amount of pain. But there is also something else in those eyes, something else that I recognize and feel myself. Something that I have to say.
"I love you."
The words fall out of my mouth before I realize it, and Himemiya stares at me blankly for a moment. //How many times have I told her this? Do I really expect her reaction to be any different?// A myriad of emotions seem to flicker across her face, but she slips her mask back on quickly. Allowing a genuine smile to crack through, she takes my hand and holds it gently.
"Utena-sama."
My heart stops at her touch, and I can feel a lump forming in my throat. //I can't cry, don't cry...// I quickly blink back my tears and turn away, though never losing the connection at our hands. I begin walking again, and she falls into pace beside me.
One day, when all of this mess is over, it will just be she and I. I'm going to give all that I've got to fight for that day, and relish in the satisfaction when it finally comes. And then Himemiya can tell me all the things she feels, all the things we know but she hurts too much to say. And that's okay, I can wait. It will only make the day that much sweeter when it comes.