A Meeting and A Dream.

A K.N.M. Fan fiction.

I do not own Kannazuki no Miko, this story belongs to me however. Please respect the ideas of myself, and others. Thank you.

NOTE: I'm actually glad everything was cleared up, I'm not sure if I will do any more separate point of view chapters. The first two I did that way because it was important to me that the two of them told their feelings. Things should progress smoothly without overlapping from now on.

Chapter 3: Forever Waiting, Waiting.

The car was nice, spacious inside especially for Japan, and the seats were made from real leather in a perfect tan color. The smell was slightly sweet inside indicating some kind of air freshener being used that was not one of the overpowering fir tree ones you find in a local convenience store. It was the nicest car Kurusugawa Himeko had been in, which was not saying much truthfully as she had never been in anything more luxurious than a ten year old Toyota with fake leather seats, the smell of cigarettes, and faded white paint. Still, the blond knew how to appreciate the level of luxury that was the car she was currently riding in by staying completely in awe.

"Do you like it?" Himemiya Chikane could not help but let a small grin adorn her face as she looked at her companions reaction, she was too adorable.

Himeko looked over at her suddenly, almost startled, she was probably being a little too obvious, "I, um, really like it. It's nice."

Chikane had to take in a deep breath, everything about this girl screamed for her to wrap her arms around the blond and hold her close. It was an alien feeling to the dark haired girl for she was convinced that she could truly not feel love. Being born into high society had its perks but it also made one jaded to the world around them. This was different though, Himeko was not trying to suck up to her because she was rich and powerful, she was simply being honest. It was a rare find in anybody these days, Chikane knew the blond was a jewel that she would never let go of. Still it would do no good to move to fast with something like this. This meeting was to get information not to start a love tryst between the two, no matter how Chikane wanted it to be so.

"I'm glad," The dark haired girl fixed her sapphire eyes in Himeko's amethyst colored ones, "I'm Himemiya Chikane, I believe we met yesterday for the first time."

"Kurusugawa Himeko," The blond responded and blushed slightly at the second part, "That's right."

"It looks like you were in a tight spot there," Chikane remarked, "You're lucky I was headed to the same school as you were. What do you do there anyways?"

The blond had seen those blue eyes, like endless oceans, and almost became hypnotized, "I take pictures, I mean study photography," Himeko wanted to kick herself, she was in the lap of luxury and she was talking about something as boring as pictures.

"That sounds nice, you must really like it," Chikane was genuinely interested on her part, "Do you do people or landscapes pieces?"

"Mostly people, it depends on my class assignment though," Himeko was feeling kind of nervous, "Today I'm supposed to take a picture of a famous pianist during a concert along with the rest of the class. It's a mid-term assignment so I'm kind of nervous."

Chikane took a breath at that , it could not possibly be... "So you don't know who the pianist is."

Himeko shook her head and looked slightly embarrassed, "I'm not very good with names so I most likely just forgot."

How could you forget, Himeko? Chikane mentally chided the young woman.

"Did you just transfer here?" Himeko asked, slightly hopefully, she wanted the girl to say yes because that would mean that they would have more time to spend together.

"I'm only here on business," Chikane knew this would probably be a bad avenue to take the conversation down but she let that one piece of information go as punishment for not remembering her name.

Himeko looked down with sadness evident on her face, "I see, so I probably won't see you again."

Chikane felt an overwhelming need to take the conversation ANYWHERE else but here, "Well there's no saying for sure... Anyways, do you live with someone or are you alone?"

"I live alone most of the time," the blond girl commented, "I have a room mate but she usually crashes at other people's houses after going out in town.

"Must not be doing very good in school," It was and absent comment but it received a strange reaction from the blond, almost as if she had choked on something.

"I, um, actually, we're in the the same class," Himeko started to looked down so Chikane could not see her embarrassment, "and, well, um, she really is doing better than me," She spit the last part out as quickly and softly as she could hoping that it would not be heard.

Unfortunately, being the gifted musician that she was, Chikane's ears were very skilled at hearing small changes such as this, "That's no good, Himeko, are you saying you're not good at taking pictures? Why would you join the class then?"

"No, I'm good," Himeko denied, before once again lamenting, "At least I think I am, the problem is that I can't seem to concentrate on the knowledge side. The practical is different, I would probably pass if that was all it was."

Something confused Chikane and she questioned Himeko further about the mid-term, "If your fine with the practical, what are you so nervous about the mid-term for?"

"Taking the pictures is no big deal," Himeko admitted, "It's just that afterwards I have to do a short interview with the pianist. Normally it would be out the question with a big class but this one is only about ten people. I'm kind of shy, so I don't interview people well."

"I'm sure you'll do fine," Chikane smiled knowingly, this young woman was hopeless, "It looks like we're here, so regretfully I'll have to take my leave. Let's get together after school is over though."

Himeko would have liked nothing more, but other matters demanded her attention, "Actually I have to work."

Chikane could not help but feel disappointed but kept pressing, "I see, I'll give you my number then so you can call me after you get off."

"Thank you," Himeko said as she waited for the young woman to write her number down and took it before she exited the car, "Thank you for the ride."

"Any time," Chikane said.

"Lady Chikane," The driver spoke up after the blond had disappeared, "May I be allowed to offer one word of humble advice."

The dark haired girl turned and looked into the mirror, "As long as it's quick."

"Hold on to that one," The old man opened one of his squinted eyes wide and looked at her with a small smile on his face, "I get the feeling she's almost tired of waiting."

While she was slightly confused by the words, Chikane nodded, "Thank you, I was planning to do just that."

The old man resumed his squinted looked once again, "That's fine then, would the Lady like to be picked up after you're done?"

"No thank you, I would like to look around the city for a little while," Chikane replied.

The driver nodded slightly, "Very well, Miss Himemiya."

Chikane exited the car then and made her way through the gates and into the school, the concert would not start for a while but she had much to do to set up beforehand. As she entered the concert hall and started her ritual in preparation, Chikane idly wondered if Himeko would be surprised to find out she had ridden to school with the very musician she was supposed to interview later today.

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Himeko was the happiest she had been in a long time, not only had she met the woman she had embraced on the street but that same young woman seemed to like her. It was really all she could hope for considering the circumstances. She was not one to expect something to happen for them to meet up sooner than they had originally planned, but that never stopped her from hoping. The girl placed a smile on her face as she entered the classroom where she studied photography. Truthfully, there were other classes that went into the major, such as math and other general fields of study, but the major itself was hardly difficult. Unless you were someone like Himeko. Unless you were absent minded enough to forget your homework. Himeko's smile left her face and was replaced by one of dread, and here she was so proud of herself for waking up without her roommates help.

"Hey, Himeko," A voice she recognized easily sounded behind her and she turned to see Makoto holding a tan folder in her hands, "How are you this morning?"

The blond looked down at the floor in embarrassment, "I was good until a moment ago."

"Well anyone would feel good coming to school with Himemiya Chikane," Makoto remarked casually with a devilish grin, "They would feel so good they would not realize they forgot their homework, huh roomy?" The last part was said with a sly wink as she handed the folder to Himeko, "You owe me by the way."

Himeko took the folder and looked inside to find that it did indeed contain her homework, "Thank you Makoto, you are a true friend."

"Think nothing of it," The brown haired girl said as she walked over to her own seat while the bell rang.

Himeko joined Makoto in the seat next to her and the teacher entered and started class, the blond trying to pay attention as much as possible. This was not so easy as she had always had trouble paying attention in class, the encounter this morning was not helping either. Sighing in frustration, Himeko shook her head and tried to clear her head of stray thoughts.

"Pst," a girl next to her that was not Makoto tried to quietly get Himeko's attention, "Hey, is it true what Makoto said earlier?"

Himeko looked over and gave a barely discernible nod, "Yeah."

Though the response had been absent minded she did not expect what happened next, "Teacher, this isn't fair."

The teacher stopped speaking at the outburst and looked out over the class at he girl who had made the outburst, "What isn't fair?"

"Himeko already held her interview with the musician," The girl cried in outrage, "She was obviously cheating, she even rode to school with her to get more time for the interview."

Absolute silence shot through the room as realization hit Himeko like a lead ball, her blood ran cold in her veins, "No, I didn't even know it was her."

"How could you not know it was her?" The girl challenged, "Someone that famous, even a commoner like you would know."

Himeko knew the words were meant to hurt her, she tried to stay calm but it was not working as she wanted it to, "That's not true."

Makoto stood suddenly, "So what if she held her interview early, that just means that she took initiative for once. You should be proud of her, teacher."

The teacher looked over at Himeko for a second, "Miss Kurusugawa, you seemed to have disturbed the class quite a bit. Let's go to the office while everyone calms down."

"Yes, teacher," Himeko's happiness had been smashed just as easily as it came.

The blond stood and followed the teacher out of the classroom and down the hall to the teachers lounge. As they entered she saw a man with long teal hair standing there, a calm but stern look on his face as he regarded her. Himeko already knew the man, quite well in fact, for he was the one who had taken her in when she had run away from her abusive father.

Oogami Kazuki, stared at her as she entered.

Himeko knew him to be a gentle yet strict man in his late thirties with wisdom that seemed to be much older than he. He allowed her to live with Makoto because not only was the apartment closer to the school but she insisted on living alone. He had helped her with finances for the school, which he provided from his popular shrine, so she could further her education. Himeko had always found it strange that a priest made so much money. She hardly saw anybody come to the shrine so there could not be all that much money coming in, still he payed for her school and had money left over for his own support. It was possible that there was just a small amount of people that contributed a lot of money but that did not make much sense to her. Then again, they always say never look a gift horse in the mouth, Himeko felt that she would not like what she saw if she did. It was true, there were many mysterious things about the senior Oogami.

The blond tore her thoughts away from the man and focused on the situation at hand, "So what did you call me here for."

Her teacher sat at his desk and folded his hands in front of his face, "I want to know if what that girl said was true."

"For the most part," Himeko could not lie even if she wanted to, she was terrible at it, "But I did not do an interview with her. She only gave me a ride because I missed the bus," On the other hand, clever omission were fine apparently.

"I see," the man leaned back and sighed with his hands now folded on his desk, "That was awfully nice of her, very different from what I've heard of her. I guess even an ice princess has an occasional thawing out."

Himeko felt slightly angered at the accusation but she was nowhere near confident enough for an outburst, "I couldn't tell you why she did it, sir, but I'm telling the truth. She only gave me a ride here, I didn't even know she was the one playing the concert. If you don't believe me ask her yourself."

"I shall do just that, I think," the teacher stood, "I assume you have other classes after the concert is over."

Himeko nodded, "I have a couple more, yes. After than I have to go to my work."

"Hm, I see, well I guess I'll have to wait until the next time I see you," Her teacher smiled reassuringly, "Don't worry, this is just for show, I'm sure none of those girls would believe you. This will keep them from picking on you."

"Thank you, sir," Himeko responded.

"You are dismissed, Kurusugawa-san," The man said and she walked out the door, passing the elder Oogami as she did so."

Closing the door behind her she heard the teacher ask what the priest wanted of him before she walked away and their voices faded. Had she stayed a bit longer she would have heard something that would both unsettle her and anger her. As it was she calmly made her way to the concert hall, stopping only to pick up a notebook and her camera on the way.

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First off I would like to say thank you for the reviews, I appreciate it. Second, I changed the genre just a bit. I figure having the romance come first would do less to turn people off from the story. Just a bit of change. Also, just to make it clear, the Orochi will show up but there will be not battle between the two at the end of the story. Though it is a long ways off I'm guessing that many people who read this expect that to happen, it seems typical of the stories that are not overly fluffy. Remember, those events happened on the two girls 16th birthday. Since they are well beyond that in this story those events do not transpire the same as they have in the past. There will still be all the standard KNM fare though, well maybe excluding large mecha, not really 100 sure about that one. Could go either way.