I love love looooove Shoujo Kakumei Utena! And I love Utena, and I love Anthy. So much looooooove! (sigh) I totally fell in love with the series and the characters, such a beautiful story. This little piece takes place before the final duel, Anthy's pov.
Disclaimer: I OWN UTENA AND ANTHY... Ok, ok, enough with the wishful thinking... I don't own it, BePapas does (lucky bastards).
Utena... do you realize how much I want to despise you?
I've never in my infinite existence met anyone quite like Utena.
She reminded me so much of the young man I endured worse than death to protect,
Am still enduring worse than death every painful second
As punishment for stealing him from the world.
The swords inside me swell at the very sight of her,
At the sight of a true Prince.
Her innocence and pure sense of righteousness is like a beacon of gentle light in the darkness of Ohtori Academy.
Her light burns me,
I who am tainted with the desires of hundreds of former champions and false princes.
Her devastating blue eyes bestow me a look filled with unassuming friendship and trust
And love.
That look in itself is another sword to my ragged and torn chest.
She doesn't know. How can she not know?
Ignorant fool!
She doesn't know just how undeserving I am,
That I'm leading her into a trap.
That strength and nobility her heart possesses cannot possibly survive this journey
And here I am leading her into the lion's den.
"Witch! Bitch! Whore!" the swords inside my head scream for more of my blood.
Utena's gentle and unconditional smile silences them for a breathtaking moment
"Himemiya," she says my name fondly "I will always protect you."
For a moment I feel a heart beating painfully in my chest
Which is impossible! The swords have long since carved it out of existence.
Her warm hands reach for me and embrace me
"Its ok." she whispers tenderly into my hair. "I see you."
Her embrace pulses with the warmth of life,
I can't help but selfishly burrow in as I feel my own slumbering soul start to wake.
"No you don't." I want to whisper back but my throat is closing up with guilt.
Instead my hand clutches at her back
At the place where I will have to one day pierce her noble heart.
Because in the end I can never be the Princess to this Prince...
I am the Witch of the story.
Utena... do you realize how much I want to love you?