A Meeting and A Dream.
A K.N.M. Fan fiction.
I do not own Kannazuki no Miko, this story belongs to me however. Please respect the ideas of myself, and others. Thank you.
Chapter 1: The Arms of A Stranger.
Himeko, age 21, blinked as reality came back to her and she was in the arms of a woman she had never seen. It happened suddenly, she had been walking to her part time job as she normally did when she passed by the woman in a white one piece dress, her blue-black hair flowing down past her knees, a tiny pink seashell hanging from her graceful neck, her eyes shining like a star sapphire in the light of the noon day sun. It was a scene that would take someone back with its beauty but it was not something that would make a person do what she had just done. Himeko felt warmth and love in those precious few moments she had held the woman in her arms, it was a feeling that made her belong. Even in the protective embrace, the feeling of wanting to never let go of the other girl Himeko suddenly felt out of place. The girl tried to think of something quick, now that she was in the arms of the strange girl and standing in the middle of an intersection at that. Himeko backed off a bit, letting go just enough to look at the face of the girl she had just embraced, and what she saw made her feel a combination of guilt and sadness.
"Do I know you, miss?" It was not asked in a way that would offend her in and of itself but the total lack of recognition caused the blond girl to panic.
"No," Himeko managed to stutter as she backed away, "So sorry, please think nothing of it."
With those words the girl had ran off down the street, her long blond hair trailing behind her as her amethyst eyes expressed her embarrassment. She was normally reserved, she had no right doing that to her closest friend let alone a stranger. It was too much to bear, Himeko did not stop running until she arrived at her work, out of breath and close to collapsing. The blond staggered inside the door and slowly made her way to the break room, patrons and employees of the store she worked at giving her worried looks. One employee excused herself and followed the girl to the back to see if there was anything wrong with her.
"Himeko, you're pretty early, are you okay?" a girl with brown hair asked.
The girl in question was sitting in a cheap looking chair breathing heavily, "Makoto, I'm not feeling so good."
The girl looked back at the door where she had just entered and then back to Himeko, "Did someone attack you? Did you get hurt?"
"I'm okay," Himeko looked up and her worry shone in her eyes, "It's more like I attacked someone. I passed a stranger on the way here and for some reason I embraced her."
There was the widening of eyes and Makoto heard this, for Himeko to do something like that was totally out of the question. The blond would have died of embarrassment before she ever even touched someone else in what would be considered an intimate way. She could tell that even Himeko was scared of what she had just done, that she still came to work was amazing. Of course, thinking a little on it, Makoto realized that the blond must have just ran away without thinking and ended up here.
"Hang on a second," Makoto exited the room for a few minutes and Himeko was left alone for a while before the girl returned, "Come on, Himeko, let's get home. I convinced the boss to let you have the day off, I'm just getting off so I'm going to take you home."
Himeko was usually not one to take a day off from work but today she felt like something was stirring inside of her. It made her sick to think about it and she graciously took Makoto's hand and the two of them walk towards the blond girls home. It took a while on foot but the brown haired girl never left Himeko's side. In truth it was not only that she was worried about Himeko that the brown haired girl helped her friend home. Secretly, Makoto was in love with the girl, and not just a little bit. It had been that way since they were friends in high school.
Himeko was always being bullied by other girls simply because she did not fit in with their views of how things should think. She was naturally shy, so it made her easy prey for those who needed to feel superior, Makoto had always been there to offer a helping hand. It was no secret that Himeko thought of her is a close friend, and that was it. As much as she had wanted more the blond had told her many times that she was searching for someone, not to dissuade the brown haired girl from coming on to her, for Himeko did not even know that Makoto felt that way, but to explain why she never felt the need to search for companionship outside of friendship. The way she had said the words had broken Makoto's heart as it only served to strengthen the foundation in her mind that there was no place for her in Himeko's heart.
They arrived at Himeko's apartment and Makoto led the blond to her bed where she lay the girl down, "Do you need anything?"
Himeko managed to shake her head before settling back into the pillow, Makoto sighed and turned to leave, "You're going already?"
"If you don't need anything," Makoto knew that it would be painful to stay but she would not deny Himeko if she asked.
"Thanks for taking me home," Himeko sighed before she closed her eyes and muttered, "Thanks for everything Makoto-chan."
The brown haired girl smiled bitter-sweetly and placed a hand on the sleeping Himeko, "No, thank you."
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When Himeko woke she was alone, alone and in the dark with the moon's pale light shining down on her body. She remembered that she had been brought home after she arrived at work while gasping for breath and suddenly she had started to feel sick. The reason was not so much because she had hugged the stranger, though that was not normal it was nothing to feel sick about. It seemed that after she had sat down in the employee lounge at her work, after Makoto had left her all alone, she had a flash of something in her memories that was not altogether pleasant. A girl covered in blood had stood before her with accusing eyes.
The blond sat up and looked around the room she was in, it was not her room she realized as she looked around. Blinking she was about to get out of the overly large bed, a bed that she had never owned, when the door to the room opened and a woman cloaked in shadow entered. As she closed and locked the door, the woman started to walk towards her. Himeko felt a fear grip her and she scrambled out of bed to get away from the woman.
"Himeko, my Himeko, you belong to me," The blond did not recognize the voice but as the moon illuminated more of the woman she could see blood running down her arms and part of her face.
"What do you mean?" Himeko gasped as she backed against the window and stared frightened at the sapphire blue eyes that met her amethyst ones, "I don't even know you."
"You don't know me?" The girl who was pursuing her suddenly ran forward and pressed her body against the blonds, "I love you, you forgot how much I love you! I will MAKE you remember my love! Himeko is mine! I own her, nobody can have her!"
The blond felt a hand press against her chest and massage her, she wanted to run and hide, the hand explored her body and Himeko panicked. Pushing with all her strength she managed to free herself before running to the door. She tried to turn the handle but it was locked as she expected. She did not get a second chance because the girl tacked her to the ground, the smell of blood surrounded her as the two bodies pressed close.
"This is the punishment you receive because you forgot about me," The girl whispered in Himeko's ear, "You won't acknowledge my love for you."
Something about the voice struck a cord in the blond and before she could stop the words a name escaped her mouth, "Chikane-chan, stop! I love you, I never forgot about you, not completely, so please stop."
A face came into view and Himeko realized it was a face she had seen many times in her dreams, it was a face of a stranger and yet not a stranger. The face of the one person she had loved for so long without even knowing. Tears sprang forth and Himeko wrapped her arms around the beloved yet twisted image of the girl in front of her. Everything calmed down and the dark room was replaced with a garden of roses with a cherry tree in the center. It was then that the blond realized that she was in a dream and that the person in front of her was about to leave her. Tears sprang forth as she realized too late that this was the end for the two of them.
"I love you forever, Chikane-chan," Himeko cried as she watched the girl disappear from her arms, "Please don't go!"
There was a bittersweet smile then as the girl faded from Himeko's view, whispering her last words, "I love you too, I'm sorry, my sweet Himeko."
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She woke in a cold sweat, her clothes soaked and breathing heavily in her dark room. Himeko wiped the seat from her forehead with her arm and realized that some of the sweat was warmer than it should be. Her blurry vision confirmed what she suspected, she was crying, for some reason the dream had caused her to cry hard. There was little she could remember about what happened but the face of the girl that was in her dream stayed in her mind more than it should have. Sapphire blue eyes, black hair that went just below her knees, and the pale soft skin that hurt her and tenderly caressed her. Even the name remained like a permanent edifice in her mind, Chikane-chan. Himemiya Chikane, the princess of Himemiya Industries and way too far out of Himeko's league to even consider something like the dream had shown her. Even if that was the case, she had a feeling that nothing would be resolved if she did not see her princess.
"That's right, I have always been looking, haven't I," The blond lay back down in her bed and hugged her pillow as if it would protect her from something trying to harm her, "The person that I was waiting for was Chikane-chan. There's no way she could have waited for me though," Himeko drifted off to sleep once again.
It was some time later before she woke once again and realized that it was morning, she also realized that if she did not get out of bed soon she would be late for school. Himeko gasped and shot out of bed, quickly going through her usual routine to get ready in the morning. Her uniform had been laid out before she went to work so that she could easily find everything she needed to wear. Quickly she finished dressing and ran out the door to the bus stop where she could only hope she was in time to catch the bus before it departed. If she did not catch this one there was a good chance that the next bus would get her to school too late to make it to class.
Today luck was not on her side, if you asked her it hardly ever was, and she witnessed the bus pull away just as she made it to the stop. The blond felt like her legs would turn to jelly at any moment, it was only a half mile from her house but she had never been all that athletic, that was Makoto's department. Himeko sat down on the bench heavily and reached into her pocket for her cell phone, she could at least inform her friend that she would be late in case anybody asked where she was. The phone rang once, twice, three times before a voice was heard.
"Hello, this is Makoto," The voice said.
"Makoto this is Himeko-" Himeko's voice was cut off as the voice on the other end continued.
"I can't come to the phone right now but leave me a message and I'll get back to you."
Himeko sighed and left her message before she closed the phone and replaced it in her pocket, it seemed that whenever she really need help there was nobody around. Makoto was her room mate in truth but that was only the story they gave everyone when they asked how Himeko lived alone without any outside support. The brown haired girl was hardly in the apartment and when she was it was only to sleep, other than that Himeko was relatively alone. The blond cut her thoughts off and put on a determined face, now was not the time to be depressed, there had to be another way.
"Think, Himeko," The girl told herself as she leaned back on the bench and tried to think of a way to get to her school without being late.
As time passed the girl realized that instead of thinking of ways to get to school she was thinking of the dream. That vivid dream that had both terrified and warmed her, gave her everything and took it away in the same breath. If only she could forget the first part of the dream, the part that was the most prominent. By nature she was not a depressed person, most would probably say she was unnaturally happy considering all she had been through in her life. It was another part of her life that only Makoto knew, her closest friend always seemed to be there for her. Himeko let herself sigh as she realized just how futile it was to look for an alternative to her school, she just kept getting sidetracked by other problems.
The blond took out her purse and looked at the change in it to make sure that she had enough to cover the bus fare. It would be no good if the bus came and she was forced to pass it up because of something stupid like a few coins. Once she verified that there was enough money, Himeko settled back into the bench seat and let her mind wonder over idle thoughts. She almost fell asleep until a voice called her.
"You look like you could use a ride," It was a smooth voice, musical and refined, "Besides, I have some things to talk to you about."
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Sorry if this is a little angst driven, it occurred to me that while there are a lot of fan fictions about H&C getting together in a new life, few of them put the two in any kind of danger. I'm not saying that this is a bad thing per-se, it just seems to me a little unlikely that NOTHING would go wrong. I will try to lighten the mood a little but there is not firm promise considering the premise of the story.
Oh, and for the record I think Souma got a pretty raw deal at the end.
