Control chapter 1

Pairing: Sachiko x Yumi

Rating: PG-13 to M

Disclaimer: blah blah I don't own, blah blah. Contains femslash, if you don't like it...how on earth did you find marimite?

Author's note: Okay, so here is the continuation, as promised it is somewhat longer, and I suspect each chapter will be a little bit longer just because that is how the action is flowing. There will be a bit of a reference to a Rei/Yoshino relationship in the future I think, just so you don't think I'm being too focused on Yumi and Sachiko.

Yumi sat down at her desk like a zombie, barely registering the other students around her. She sat quietly and stayed still. In someone else, Shimako perhaps the behavior would be normal, exemplified even, exactly how a good student of Lillian behaved. But, it being Yumi, it was a terrible occurrence; it meant that something was not right. It was like watching a candle that had its flame snuffed out.

"Yumi? Did something happen? Yumi?" Eventually Yumi realized that people were calling her name and focused on the ones around her. Her entire class seemed to have converged on her desk, looking at her. A flash interrupted her vision and she noticed Tsutako next to her. She also realized a hand was on her shoulder, a hand that belonged to Yoshino.

"Are you okay?" Tsutako said putting her camera down on the desk, a rare thing for her. It was not often that Tsutako believed her camera was not her priority. She also didn't know that she was echoing Yumi's previous question back at her, so she, and quite a few others, was shocked to see the question bring about terrible results. Yumi's eyes filled again with tears, and she sunk her head into her arms, trying belatedly to hide her tumultuous emotions.

'Are you okay' simple words, but usually they met with complicated answers. Usually. When the person answering cares about the person asking, then they would give the honest and complicated answer. When the person answering doesn't care about the person asking, then they give the fake and simple answer. The go away answer. Sachiko pretty much told her to go away. Unable to answer anything, which was better than Yumi faking an answer in her opinion, she just stayed silent.

"Please Yumi, tell what's wrong," Yoshino urged, her curiosity getting the best of her. As much as Yoshino loved her friend, she couldn't help her own mind, and right now it was concocting some of the wildest stories. Yumi could be in trouble for a gambling debt, or she was a witness to a grisly murder, or…she had an overactive imagination.

Yumi tried to hide from everyone's prying eyes, but felt her resolve crumble when Yoshino's plea hit her ears. No doubt the girl was making crazy stories fit for the movies with the little information she had. Sniffling still Yumi answered, her voice muffled by her position. "I…I just…my heart hurts…"

Tsutako and the others looked confused at Yumi's answer. Her heart hurt? A small voice wafted up, "should we call the nurse?" But the voice was silenced by Yoshino. She understood what Yumi meant. She understood what it meant to have a heart hurt. This was serious, she needed Rei…

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Sachiko looked at the door to the student council building in surprise, her face frozen in the expression she had when it was closed on her face. A somewhat apologetic, somewhat disappointed Youko refused her admission into the building and told her to "go home and do some serious thinking". What on earth could possibly going on? Slowly turning away Sachiko walked wherever her feet took her, which happened to be the greenhouse. Sitting down somewhat numbly all Sachiko could focus on was how nothing seemed to be working out; in fact she was being quite selfish. She was so self absorbed she didn't notice Yumi hadn't met her, that Yumi was still nowhere to be found, and that something potentially terrible with one of the members of the Yamayurikai was occurring.

Still feeling numb Sachiko dismissed the intrusion of a person coming upon her. "It is so bad you needed to step out for air?" Mifuyu queried sitting daintily next to her one time idol. Sachiko, too removed from her emotions, barely registered confusion on her face prompting Mifuyu to continue. "The emotional breakdown of your soeur? I would have thought you would be the one comforting her…" Mifuyu didn't mean to sound harsh, she really didn't, but it was a little hard to believe that Sachiko would be so selfish as to not know something happened to her soeur. Even if she wanted to be cold and uncaring, she would at least know the facts of the occurrence, right? Plus, Sachiko didn't seem to be herself, and Mifuyu assumed it had to do with whatever happened to Yumi.

"Yumi?" Sachiko finally murmured. Here was more shock on shock. "Ah, more troubles…" Again, Sachiko was normally in control of herself, but as it concerned Yumi, that control was nowhere to be found. Her complaint split out of her lips before she registered how selfish she was being, or how she was sounding to her classmate, but the hard slap to her face brought her around.

Sachiko felt as if she had woken up from a dream the moment Youko-sama's hand hit her face. All at once sensation flooded into her body. Fear of disappointing her family and friends made her eyes well with tears, fear of losing Yumi made the tears fall, and the pain of disappointing her onee-sama made her reach out for the comforting embrace offered to her. She had suddenly become aware of the world besides herself, and it was not a pleasant opening of doors, it was a crash landing from space.

What made it worse was that, once more, sobbing, she had lost control.