Disclaimer: I do not own Mai-HiME, this a work of parody, I gain no profit from the creation of this work.
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Kismet
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Huh, is all this really worth it? I was doing just fine before all these people came in and started getting close. Besides, I don't need anyone's help. Kuga Natsuki is strongest by herself. But she's terribly lonely.
So maybe I do need these people. Maybe some of then need me, couldn't really tell you. Can't say I don't care. Deep down I do, really. I need them to need me around; a purpose is what I need. To feel loved and maybe even love, these weirdos are loveable after all.
Wonder what's going on in the wide world. I want to explore every corner of it, know what everything is. That way, nothing can hurt me or anyone else. You know, I may be cold on the outside but inside I'm mush. I don't tell anyone or let anyone see it, but I'm a big pile of gushy sap inside.
I miss Duran, he was special. And he was a symbol, something concrete in my life. He was my love for my mother in physical form. He told me with his appearance that I wasn't totally dead inside, I still had that one piece of purity in me. But no he's gone and all I have to remind me that I'm still alive inside is my friends.
Friends. Huh, never thought I'd use that word and mean it. But times have changed and so have I.
Right now I live with Mai, Mikoto, and Mai's huge chest. Not being perverted or anything, but those jugs probably weigh as much as Mikoto. Maybe Mikoto and Mai's chest are long lost sisters, maybe that's why she's so attached to Mai. He, he, he. I crack myself up.
But anyway. The three (four) of us live in Mai's new apartment. It's pretty good for what she pays. She always yells at me to get a job and start paying rent and buying food. If she knew what I was doing at night she'd stop her screaming. Mai and Mikoto share the room closest to the living and mine is down the hall.
The apartment is nice to live in. It's small but in all the right places. Like, it's cozy in it's smallness, it's hard finding places that feel that way. A little set up in the kitchen and two couches in the living room. Apparently we're saving up to buy a little T.V., soon enough I'll have enough money to buy a huge T.V. for Mai... And Mikoto.
Before any accusations are thrown at me, no I'm not a hooker. I would never degrade myself in such a way, plus I'm only seventeen. I do some work down at a garage a few blocks from here. Of course when I go back to school I'll have to start working in the day or quit. It's just, I don't want Mai... And Mikoto knowing about this until I have enough money to buy a little house for us.
Yeah, I'm total mound of goo inside. I feel so close to these two. Before I wouldn't have though twice about killing them if they were in my way, but now. Now I want them to be happy and safe. Oddly enough, I'm the one I want to protect them and make them smile. Goo.
Huh, so much is going on in my life right now. This whole reform thing is spreading through me and no one is helping stop it. They're good people. Especially that Sanada, she's just great. Can you believe she's still carrying that shady guy's kid? It's not even that that makes her so great. She's so nice and stuff.
It's weird, ever since the ending of the Carnival, we've all been getting closer. Can you believe that Akane is tutoring Nao? It's so weird but so good. We all need each other I think. For some kind of support or another. Even Miyu and Alyssa started coming around us more. It's cool having an android around, just to cool.
So, is all this really worth it? Damn straight. It's more than worth it, this is something I was looking for so hard and could never find. It came to me. I just had to stop being angry and cold, or maybe it was suppose to happen this way. I don't know. I wouldn't change how it happened though; I'm a better person for learning that being mad at the world won't help anything. Destiny is a bitch like that.
There it is, the discovery of the century. Yet it pales in the shadow of what's coming up. Party time. Mai is having a party here and she's charged me with decorating. She's the devil. I hate decorating, all the glitter stuff gets in my hair and it takes days to get it out. Those dumb little strings find a way into my bra and pants. It's tragic. But an order is an order.
I've got to go before Mai sees me slacking off. Ah, Colonel Tokiha, the slave driver. I swear, whatever she's making in the kitchen better be damn good 'cause I'm not sitting here and putting up all these little things for nothing. Worse yet, Mikoto is helping me. Ugh, she's so... ugh.
But I would be lying if I said I wasn't excited about the party. I'm going to see all the weirdos again, hurray. Seriously.
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AN – Here's Natsuki's chapter. I'm finding it very hard writing Natsuki and Mai. No definite profile was given, or even something vague. Like Nao being a delinquent and Midori seeking adventure (and being strange). But anyway, sorry the update took so long. Girly problems and other stuff.
Kismet – noun: fate; destiny.