You're the only thing
I'm trying not to break
And now we're here in pieces
-- "Take the Blame," Holly Conlan
"How is your salad?"
Sei stuck her fork into the romaine lettuce before targeting the rolling grape tomato. When she did not hear Youko's reply, she looked up.
"Not good? I told you not to ge—"
"He asked me to marry him."
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"…and?"
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"And I said yes."
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"Oshiawase ni."
"…Thank you."
Looking back now, Sei realized that she was so caught up in not wanting to rock the boat, in wanting to be the rock she so passionately and permanently wanted to be for her, she missed the rope that Youko was throwing to her.
A/N: Hello :) Still back home in Chi-town. My "vacation" is almost over. Sigh. Almost time to go back to cornfieldsss.
So, uhm, I wrote this after I was forced to eat salad for lunch...don't know how it connected. But I digress. I ended up writing a string of stories that sprung from this little drabble. We'll see how it goes. I won't depress you in the end...I think...so don't worry :D
**Oshiawase ni - I wish you happiness