Testimonies

Summary: Because how else can you really get to know a couple in love than from their friends, the people who were witnesses to their love from the start?

Rated: T for occasional swearing. Occasional.

Pairing: Yoh/Anna, potentially more to come as well. edit: executive decision--instead of using my other OTPs like I usually do, I want this story to be as canon as possible so I'll stick with Yoh/Anna for the romantic love stuff and perhaps Faust and Eliza and use canon storyline families, friendships, etc.

"This…is utter bullshit!" Redseb announced to the nearly empty inn as he kicked his book bag under the table. "Stupid, stupid, stupid."

Seyram smirked. "What is it, big bro? Do you think that your film professor is…how did you put it…'curbing your creative process and completely defeating the point of what it means to be an artist'?" She glanced at the digital watch on her wrist. "Oh goodness, and it's only been nine school days into the semester."

Redseb scowled and pointed an accusatory finger at her general direction. "Shut it, Seyram. Just because you're some high and mighty science major and think that the arts are a waste of time—"

His younger sister laughed. "You know that's not how I feel." She smiled genuinely at him. "I'm only teasing. I'm really excited for this year. Don't the junior film majors make a video for their semester project?" she inquired, looking actually curious for once.

Redseb looked blankly at her. "Wh-What? Whoa, you're actually interested in film?"

She rolled her eyes. "If it's one by you, then yes."

He shook his head. "Er…anyways, well it's nothing to be excited over now that our dumb professor has ruined it," he grumbled menacingly.

"And here comes the storm…" Seyram sighed, throwing up her hands. "You know, Redseb, you do your kind injustice. You hate the stereotype that all art majors are melodramatic but look at yourself, you're the resident drama queen of the whole school!"

"If your teacher told you that you had to make a documentary, what would you say?" Redseb cried out.

Seyram did a double take. "You're…not serious are you? Your class is called Documentaries and Film. You…surely knew that there was a slight chance that maybe you'd be asked to make a documentary?"

He grimaced and stuck his tongue out at her.

"Mature," she said curtly.

"Well, I didn't mean it like that. We all drew random topics for our documentaries from a hat…" He sat down and stretched out in the chair of the inn's kitchen. "I was excited at first. Like someone got 'inner city relations' and another drew 'social justice and its current role in our community.'"

"So what did you end up getting?" his little sister asked, calmly sipping her bubble tea.

"Love in all its forms."

Seyram promptly spurted out said bubble tea as she began giggling uncontrollably. "And what's wrong with that? I thought you were Mr. Romanticist!"

He pounded his fist on the table. "What the hell am I supposed to do for that! It's so damn broad, I don't even know where to start!" he whined.

"Oh, shush, there's tons of different places to start so you won't be overwhelmed. There's familial love, love between friends, love between mentor and disciple, romantic love—"

He frowned a little. "Yeah, I figured as much. I already have a vague idea where to start for those but—"

"Thing one and thing two, out! Out of the kitchen before Mistress Tamao has our heads on a chopping block for tonight's supper!" came a loud, grating bark. Macchi, Mari and Kanna stepped into the kitchen to usher the brother and sister out.

They reluctantly complied and moved to the lobby of the inn. "Geez, you can even film a scene describing a blatant lack of love," Seyram said sarcastically, jutting her thumb in the direction of the Hanagumi waitresses. "What were you saying before?"

"I literally have no clue though what I'm going to do for the last kind of love." He scratched the back of his head. "I feel like whatever I come up with can just be pigeonholed into all the other classes of love you said earlier."

"What's the last kind?" Seyram asked curiously.

"Agape." After seeing that it didn't register with Seyram, he explained. "Agape. You know, the highest and purest form of love there is, definitely surpassing all the other kinds. I think that whatever I pick for agape is going to be torn apart by my professor when I show it to the class and then he'll interrogate me why I picked…Seyram, you're not even paying attention!"

She turned around quickly, having been looking around the lobby instead. "Oh, sorry. No, no, I was listening. And I think I got an idea for that last part!" She smiled and pointed at an old, worn out paper posted behind Tamao's front desk.

Certificate of Ownership

This establishment, The Funbari Onsen, is officially recognized by the Tokyo Regional Board as being owned by Kyoyama-Asakura Anna and Asakura Yoh.

"Why not start with the people we know are capable of the most love?" Seyram asked happily.

Redseb's eyes widened. "Why hadn't I thought of that? Of course, they would be the obvious choice; they love each other to bits, they loved us and everyone else they've come into contact with over the course of their entire lives, and they even love their enemies…Oh wait, that's why, because it would be really weird if I asked them!" Redseb exclaimed.

Seyram pouted.

"Dear Yoh,

Please tell me about your relationship with Anna, down to the very last detail. Don't worry, nothing is too personal! We'll just stick all the details into this documentary and then I'll show it to my entire film class! No worries!

Okay, thanks, bye,

Redseb"

"You know, you don't have to be so sarcastic," Seyram muttered. "And I wasn't going to propose writing Yoh a letter while he's in America…not that he'd respond to you anyways…"

"Then what? I mean, using Yoh and Anna for agape is perfect but I don't know what to do."

"Simple," Seyram said, having a knowing smile on her face. "Testimonies."

"Come again?"

"Testimonies!" she repeated. "Come on now! You can interview all of Yoh and Anna's friends." She placed her hands on her hips, full well knowing that she had a good idea. "Because how else can you really get to know a couple in love than from their friends? You know, the same people who were witnesses to Yoh and Anna's love from the start!"

A/N: cool, informative chapter is out of the way. The remainder of this story will be told in the first person, with each chapter containing one of Yoh/Anna's friends' thoughts and reflections on the happy Asakura couple's relationship and the kind of love they have :) mostly inspired by the style of Dualism's story Tinted Rose (who writes for the Kingdom Hearts fandom). I might expand on this later into one huge collection of testimonies on other pairings and even siblings, parent relationships, who knows! :D I'm pretty excited since I have the next three chapters already written out. also, if you missed it, My Commensal and Our Story have been updated as well as a new story Stupid Questions.

Also, this is set post-Funbari No Uta. About the same time frame as Flowers because Redseb and Seyram would probably be university student age (around 18-21 years old since Hana is 13-15) :)

Please do leave a review! I'm really, really excited about this and I really want to hear what you think! :)