Uh...here's a random short KananMari fic. With poetry!

Beneath the stars and moon,

I make a promise to you.

To always love you as you are,

And watch over all that you do.

Two children ran across the darkened street, to where a single street light blinked forlornly in the night.

"Kanan, I'm scared!"

"It's okay, Mari! I'll protect you!" Kanan held Mari's hand more tightly, trying to send courage into her friend. She understood Mari's fear of being out during the night, but the thing that she wanted to show her could only be viewed in the moonlight.

Mari followed closely behind Kanan as they jogged up the hillside. She was on the verge of tears, even with Kanan's encouragement. She didn't like being outside so late, and without any adults watching them. "Can't we go home and get someone to come with us?"

"No! This is my secret; not even Dia knows about it!"

Kanan was panting by the time she reached the top of the hill. Mari wasn't faring much better, so the two children stopped on the sidewalk to catch their breath. The blonde looked about the area; it was just the normal park where they played during the day. She didn't see anything that could be so secretive that Kanan hadn't even told Dia about it.

"It's that way." Kanan said, pointing towards the grassy field. Mari looked, but she still didn't see anything strange. "We still have some time, so let's walk."

Mari didn't understand but she agreed to walking readily. It would be less tiring than running again.

Above them, the moon shone brightly. Kanan led Mari into the grass to clump of bushes near the railing. "Here! It won't be long now!" Mari stared at the bushes; nothing happened.

She opened her mouth, about to ask Kanan what she was supposed to be looking at, when a slight movement caught her attention. Buds on the bush, previously unnoticed, were starting to move. Slowly, the buds unfurled, revealing white blossoms that sparkled with all the light of the moon above them. "Wow…"

"Amazing, isn't it?" Kanan grinned, her hands behind her back. "They only bloom at night though, but they're super pretty!"

"Yup!" Mari turned to Kanan, a huge smile on her face. She became puzzled as Kanan leaned over to touch the bush. There was a snap, and Kanan had a flower in her hands. "Kanan?"

"Hold still for a bit." Kanan stepped closer to Mari. She took no notice of Mari's change in expression as she tried to put the flower in her friend's hair like she had seen in movies. "Hm...there." Kanan took a step back to admire her handiwork. "Yep!"

"Kanan?" Mari reached up, feeling the flower tucked behind her ear. "Why?"

"Because the moon looks beautiful tonight!"

"...huh?"

The wish that I hold for you

Is something you will not accept.

But I cannot allow my lonely self

To get in the way of your future.

"Kanan...y-you're joking right?"

Kanan looked away. "I wouldn't joke about something like this." She couldn't look Mari in the eyes, no matter what. This is what Mari needed; she had to repeat that sentence over and over in her mind to keep her resolve strong. "I'm quitting. Being a school idol, that is."

"Why?!" Mari's voice was so emotional it almost overwhelmed Kanan's determination.

"The reason doesn't matter!" Kanan shouted, keeping her gaze on the floor. She turned away from Mari, trying her hardest to keep her voice from shaking. "I'm quitting, and nothing you say will change that!"

"Kanan!"

She couldn't help herself. She instinctively turned back to Mari, reacting to her name on the blonde's tongue. Kanan stared; Mari held her arms out towards her, silently asking for their main method of confirmation. A hug.

Kanan took a half-step towards her before catching herself. She needed to keep her resolve. With difficulty, Kanan forced herself to run away. Tears streamed down her cheeks as Mari screamed her name behind her.

This is all for Mari's sake.

"KANAN!"

I cannot say anything to you.

I cannot write to you,

I cannot talk to you,

For my desires will spill out

Through the ink that I use.

Another letter had come, marked with a postage stamp of a bird Kanan had never seen. It was the tenth one in the last two months. She dutifully opened it and read the simple handwriting within.

Once she finished, the letter was tossed unceremoniously onto a pile of other, similar letters. Kanan opened her drawer, looking at the stationary set Mari had sent to her from America. It was unopened; she had never responded to a single letter Mari sent.

One day, they'd meet again. Until then, Kanan wouldn't respond. She feared that any response she sent to Mari would bring her back to Japan.

After that letter, they stopped coming.

Everyday, the ocean changes.

Surely, one day, it'll bring you back,

That's what I believe.

For every day since you left,

I have wandered lost,

With only you on my mind.

Kanan hid her face in her hands, groaning miserably. Mari was in a similar state, her face flushed with embarrassment as she stared at Dia. Thankfully, only the third years were in the club room.

"Here's the last poem!" The third year cheerfully announced.

"Stop it already, Dia!" Kanan was begging, had been begging since Dia first pulled out the papers from her school bag. She didn't know when Dia had managed to find the poems that she was ninety percent certain she had thrown away when Mari returned.

"Why?" Dia demanded. "The last one is the best. You should really be more confident in your writing skills, Kanan-san."

"Dia, stop! You're making Kanan cry!" Mari shouted, hugging the purple-haired third year close to her. Kanan's utter embarrassment had manifested itself by making her sob into Mari's shoulder.

Dia smirked, and continued.

At long last,

By the oceanside where we used to play,

Where I once guided you,

You led me back to the path of our dreams.

That's the limit of my poetry skills. :P