Misaki x Kourin- Tumblr OTP Prompt #1 Soul mates AU

Title: Fated

Red. When someone asks someone to describe the color, not just in comparison to others. but to give it meaning, that's when the real range of answers would surprise you. Perhaps red would mean passion while to others it represented pain or blood. Maybe it signified romance to some thinking of colorful hearts and decorations on Valentines Day or White Day... Perhaps it brought to mind of a child, some famous super hero or the color of a beloved toy.

While others, would even go to say they believed in a tie that binds two souls together. A red string. The red string of fate. For some would believe in this. An Eastern Asian belief or perhaps legend of sorts passed down among many generations. The Red string of fate or thread is known to connect two people and bind them through what could only be known as fate. No matter where they were or who they had met prior their souls would be bound as one.

One person would have this invisible red string tied around their left ring finger, a string that would go on almost endlessly until it's other half was reached on the ring finger of the person's fated soul mate.

The one who would change their life in all it's eternity whether they were able to recognize when their fated one had come...well that would all depend on the person.

Another day in the courtyard, Misaki Tokura, who was a 17 year old senior at her high school, waited. She waited rather patiently, looking around every now and then from her seat on the bench, below the un-ripened cheery blossom tree.

It felt like a scene out of some movie, but none of the films really prepared herself for this. How she was supposed to feel at this moment. The wind blew softly through the strands of light lavendar hair, causing Misaki to move her hand up to her temple, keeping her hair down and sliding it under her ear.

The heart pounding panic, the flush upon her silky light skin, the millions of thoughts that couldn't just be formed into words...was this all really a part of love.

A part of her was happy, really true happy and ecstatic enough to almost burst out laughing or scream up from the school roof: that she was madly in love with Kourin Tatsunagi!

The keyword for these actions was almost. The other side of this love was a pain a fear. Rejection, isolation, longing and fear. There was so much fear for the worst. It held her back from simply professing all she felt.

For the fact she'd lose everything she had built up until this day, for a moment of expressing the words her heart and mind's been dying to convey

Yes, her dearest friend, the one who touched her heart the most. There was something about way a simple glance or her voice calling out her name would make her feel like the happiest person on earth. All the same being apart from her or hearing her say she had liked someone else, would cause her to want to withdraw, and force a smile before she could isolate herself again.

The young girl turned to look at the small silver watch on the back of her wrist. Those memories.

Beginning her third year of highschool. Misaki had walked down those hallways preparing for another school year, unsure what to say if anything would change. She had glanced over the sign on the wall.

"Fall After School club sign ups"

The music club, archery club, tennis club and the list went on. The purple haired woman looked up to find something interesting catch her eye.

"A card-fight club" she thought aloud. Unaware her words caught the attention of someone behind her.

"You'll have to prove yourself to get in..." the soft velvet like voice spoke behind her. Misaki could have chosen not to look behind her, but it didn't even feel like an option she was simply drawn to that voice. It all seemed so fated.

Her light blue eyes were drawn to the blonde girl in front of her. She seemed the same age as Misaki, and most likely grade level. Her hair was very long and golden like the sun, it kept Misaki captivated. She could have easily passed for a school idol. Her eyes were of a dark lime green coloring that seemed to glisten as she'd make contact with her.

The odd thing was Misaki had almost felt like she couldn't speak, and her lips curved up in the silliest of all smiles. She was supposed to speak now right? Yet the world almost paused for that split second.

"The cardfight club that is, we've already had too many members who hardly even knew how to draw a card let alone have any real interest in playing one. So if you're still interested you're going to have to prove yourself." the blonde girl who appeared almost like an idol smirked, issuing a challenge with those eyes. "I'm assuming you have some passion for Vanguard."

"Yes." Misaki answered fingers fidgeting with the hem of her dark blue school blazer. It was what should muster and she repeated, thinking it over for that moment. "P-prove myself?" she stumbled out.

The blonde let out a sound that almost felt like angelic to Misaki's ears, she laughed softly, lightly before her lips curved into a smile. "As in you'll need to fight and successfully win against one of the members."

"Oh," Misaki turned a bit pink, of course that would be what she was referring to, and the whole requirements. Although something seemed to be guiding her forward, she would take the challenge. "So who will I be facing?"

The blonde paused for a moment a sly smirk enveloping her lips. "You'll see our club room is currently in room 209," she started, extending her long slender hands before Misaki. "I'm Tatsunagi Kourin, and i'll be looking forward to your challenge."

"So I'm fighting y-you?" Misaki spoke wanting to bite on her tongue as she almost found herself staring off but then it dawned on her. "How many members do you have already...?"

This question caused the blonde to turn her head to the side face heating up. "Well right now we only have 3..."

"Three members? And you're holding auditions?" Misaki felt something flutter inside her seeing the blonde blush, her eyes seemed to almost go aflame as they met hers once again. Kourin retracted her hand.

"I-idiot It's obviously~ better to not have a club ready then to have members who arn't even passionate enough for Vanguard." she turned away briefly, scratching at the side of her cheek and ended with, "But if you're not all that serious you might as well find some other club to go to-"

"I'll be there." Misaki spoke out, as she nearly covered her own mouth with her hand at saying that. It's as if something was making her act this foolish, and this stubborn. She flushed lightly and then took Kourin's hand in her own. "Misaki Tokura..."

Their initial first meeting felt as if fate itself played a great role. Misaki had won for that match, and the look of almost bliss on the blonde's face...she'd never been able to forget it.

Although there wasn't a word, smile, frown or anything about Kourin that hadn't gone unnoticed.

She had been looking out for her, and truly seeing her. They managed to meet their five member quota and have been going strong for almost two years now, they even made it to the nationals.

Kourin had always been that one to keep the team running. Misaki felt herself almost spirited away. Wherever the blonde would go she would follow.

And here she was waiting. Out for her friend-or dearest ones- at the academy courtyard. It had only been 15 minutes, Kourin had to finish something last minute for her transferring to a University. They had both planned on entering the same school, and there would be more time well spent.

The blonde had insisted she'd wait for her today, and there was something inside Misaki reminding her she couldn't simply leave, even if she had wanted to.

Their Vanguard club was going to their next inter-academy competition soon, so perhaps it would simply involve that. The thought of Kourin again wanting to make sure Misaki was well practiced enough was irritating enough, she knew her deck inside and out.

The idea however, maybe Kourin too wanted to pay extra attention to her, well it made it nearly impossible for her to become mad then. She couldn't help the flush on her cheeks.

Wind swept branches, on the tree ,before her, almost seemed to halt in her motions. She saw her there, running up across the courtyard, giving a small-half smile and wave toward the lavender girl. The golden haired beauty seemed to almost glide over towards her. Her green eyes seemed to sparkle, and shimmer and come alive.

Misaki wasn't sure what face she was making but it must have been rather ridiculous, flushed almost lost in a trance. She bit down on her bottom lip to keep her cool. Kourin came exceedingly closer to her. "Sorry I'm late." she had spoken so softly and gently, as if a tone above would cause such fragile scenery to break apart.

"N-no it's fine..." Misaki responded with a rather anxious laugh to mask too much of what she was feeling.

Kourin was right in front of her, their faces so very close their noses could touch. She had leaned over Misaki placing a hand over her shoulder as she closed her captivating green eyes and smiles the curve of her lips extending from ear to ear, as her cheeks flushed too.

The wind swept through the blonde's hair as she struggled to hold it back. Her hand reached out and her fingers traced the shoulder blade of the other rather flustered girl. "I'm happy you waited her"

"I guess you could say..." Misaki looked down, noticing this situation, they could almost be seen as lovers...but something like that would have to be her dream. "I had faith you would come."

"It wasn't that long a wait was it?" Kourin chided letting out a small wisp of laughter. The branches of the tree seemed to simply sweep away, her words almost fading out. But it seemed simply fated, Misaki would keep these words too in her memory.

It was only natural after all for her. Kourin seemed to have no clue just what effect she had on her. Misaki turned to the side hiding her translucent pink blush, it only seemed to grow as the moments went by.

Why was she so close? Kourin had sat down right in front of Misaki, looking directly at her. Observing her every move which only caused the blush to intensify that bit more. She shook her head, feeling Kourin's breath upon her. "No, you weren't"

The blonde seemed to be breathing a sigh of relief before she relaxed her posture, her shoulders moving down as she slouched at little bit. She leaned her head over, resting it against Misaki. "I'm glad we got to spend some time here before the tournament.."

Misaki felt a surge of blood simply rushing up through her necks and all across her face. She felt every single word being breathed into life right against her. The golden blonde locks of hair had trickled down her own neck, tickling her sensitive skin.

Misaki heard Kourin yawn against her as she nuzzled her temples against Misaki's shoulder. Her eyes were closed, and she just looked so vulnerable.

"Thank you," she said so quietly, her finger tips reaching over and upon Misaki's lap searching as if to find Misaki's own hand. The two strings of fate, that invisible red string, myth...if it had been true. Would that make this moment right now simply fated? So they were bound to each other clearly by this course of fate.

Neither one seemed to be any wiser, yet it didn't seem to stop them from being together like this.

"For everything.." Kourin finished as her fingers laced within Misakis.

Had she knew clue what effect she had on her! No clue at all. Misaki felt she must have been burning up at this point. If this was some sort of joke...it was far too cruel.

"You've been right there beside me...you know," Kourin explained hearing or seeing no complaints from Misaki for her actions.

"You've been here since I was first just attempting to form the club...and you proved me wrong. You were there every day and through everything. But I don't think me or well...any of us took the time to thank you for your help," She leaned in that bit more, taking Misaki's hand in her own and placing them both upon her lap.

"It's simply what a Vice President is supposed to do..." Misaki attempted avoiding this subject, feeling something aching against her chest.

Kourin sat up just a bit for that moment, her head almost leaving the comfort of Misaki's warmth almost. "You know you're more then that.."

"What?" Misaki felt her eyes very much widen, what was she even saying now?

"Well to the club for starters," and she grasped tightly to Misaki's hand and she whispered out...something just loud enough for her to hear. "And to me..."

This led the lavender haired girl to turn down just enough to meet Kourin and cause her to lean a bit away. Their eyes had met, blue fell into green. It all seemed so natural now.

"Do you believe in fate?" Kourin asked, her eyes seemed to simply light up as she pursed her lips together, looking almost guilty of something.

"Fate?" Misaki had repeated. "I'm not sure to what extent anyone should believe or disbelieve in it...Isn't it something that can hinder us from accomplishing own goals through our choices?" Misaki seemed to be asking but really was just confirming her own theory.

Kourin laughed quite loudly at that enough to fully cover her mouth with her hand, as she leaned over nearly falling against Misaki's chest in laughter as she was toppling over with the hysterics. "That's so like you-" she started wiping a fingertip under her eyes, containing the laughter now. "And I should have really expected that,"

She saw Misaki's almost pout on her face as her eyes formed a truly harmless glare. Kourin almost felt guilty almost. "But really it's probably something I would have thought to be almost non existent..." she tried covering up for her earlier actions, not wanting to upset Misaki, and she wanted to show she understood.

"The idea that maybe someone or two people were just meant to meet all of that it seemed so much like a dream or a fairy tale. To have just that one person in the entire world that would be made for you, you'd just find what are the chances..." Kourin started, "but i've met a lot of people...and i've known a lot to be far from what i've ever wanted. I've been with people purely due to the idea they were best for me. All of them seemed to fall apart and I had wondered why. It was natural for someone our age to date and fall in and out of love so quickly...until it all came to me."

She smiled unknown or uncaring, of the harsh redness forming under her soft green eyes, tears were welling up and begging for release.

"Kourin you can't be meaning..." Misaki began the hand away from Kourin's clenched tightly to her side. "No...-"

"Wh-why?" Kourin, still shedding her own tears, looked over to her dearest one, "I'm not even finished and I've been dying to tell you this since we first-"

"No." Misaki shook her head hand retracting from Kourin, that feeling of fear, perhaps this was a joke, dreams like this wouldn't really come to fruition. "Stop talking," she said pressing a finger against Kourin's quivering lips. Though it was hopeless to have her change her mind when she was determined like this.

"Why?" Kourin almost demanded. "Why are you so firm on rejecting the words I haven't even said,"

Misaki turned away. "You could have anyone...and things don't happen just this easily. Yet-mmph" Her eyes widened tremendously as both of her wrists were grasped tightly by Kourin's hands. It seemed Misaki had no choice but to fall into Kourin's gravity as her eyes shut tightly. The blonde pressed her lips right up against the lavender beauty's lips, meeting softly and slowly against each other.

"I'm sure," she broke out, as Misaki gasped as she finally breathed out. Had she really forgotten to breath right then? "Misaki I'm sure I don't want anyone. And the fact is some things are not understandable, they simply are-and I can't stand the thought of you being with anyone..."

"...but me."

She broke down, releasing Misaki's wrists as she grasped to interwine both of their hands. The strings of fate bound so tightly and closely together now, it was impossible to miss.

"Misaki Tokura, I don't know what exactly you're thinking now...or what i've been thinking but there's one thing I'm sure of and it's that...I think I-No" she shook her head roughly as blonde bangs fell out of place covering her tear stained eyes.

"I know I'm in love with you. There's no one else. You see no matter who I'd think i'd fall for before...or where I'd go, I know I'll come right back her. Back to you. It's where I was meant to be all along Misaki"

"This" Kourin held tightly to both of Kourin's hands bringing them to touch right upon her left breast, right above her heart.

"is where..." she hummed taking the opportunity to move up against Misaki bringing them closer, her lips caressed against Misaki's forehead.

"We're meant to be. And always have been." Kourin's smile was brilliant and the world around them seemed to fade. Once again it was if time had stopped.

Warm tears began to slowly flow in synch with Kourin as Misaki closed the gasp between them, kissing her lips. The melded together, first slow, inexperienced and soft and then slowly deeper more passionately.

It seemed so right.. this moment, fate had guided them here, near each other, in each other's arms. They felt each other's warmth as the kiss deepened, Misaki's arms wrapping around the back of the blonde's neck as her own slinked across her waist pulling her close.

"Love you," Misaki said breathlessly breaking out of one kiss, just long enough for air. Kourin smiled naturally continuing to bring them impossibly close as if they could become one right then and there.

That red string of fate. It had to exist somehow, no matter how illogical, it had to for these two to simply be bound time and time again.

For it appeared now the two had never been happier, more complete then just in this moment. They were fated to be.

Two souls meeting endlessly until they can finally come together, it was their truth. The fate of the two soulmates, bound eternally by such a simple nearly endless string.

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