It was a quite night.

There's a slight gust of wind as the curtains of a certain En Bouton flutters in the wind. The window was slightly open to let the air inside the room. A lone female figure sits silently on the bed holding a guitar with an absent minded look as she focuses her vision towards a particular picture pinned to a cork board on one of the walls. It's a picture of a long blue haired girl fixing a pig tailed girl's uniform. The image serves as a background to her mind, somehow reminding her of something while stuck being preoccupied by something else.

Tomorrow's the day that they were supposed to officially turn in their entry form for the talent show. Konoka was the one who took care of it all and they were supposed to meet with the other members of the band tomorrow before doing so. Yumi hadn't told anyone on the Yamayurikai yet about her entering and they were bound to find out soon after they turned the form to the Music Club who was sponsoring the event.

Boy, she's going to be in trouble. She could already imagine the third degree Yoshino was going to give her. Forgetting her friends for a minute, She hadn't even told her Onee-sama about her entering.

Her Oneesama…

Sachiko.

Huh.

Her thoughts spiral towards something a lot deeper than the details of a favor she promised someone.

She's strumming her guitar to the melody of a song when she's reminded by a previous memory a bit back. It was right before the Hanadera Festival, just right after their failed mission to Kashiwagi's house. It was an interesting conversation that happened between her and Yuuki while they were on the way home. For some reason, they were talking and then the topic had suddenly gotten to asking each other their romantic types. Yuuki had answered that he was actually fond of the gentle and sweet kind of girl. When it came to her turn though, she had realized how coming up with an answer caught her a little off guard at first.

"Me?"

Damn. She'd never given any serious thought to how her ideal man should or would be like.

But since she'd been the one to start this conversation, and she'd already heard about what her brother had to say, there was no way she could stay silent now. Yumi worked out her type in super-express speed.

"Well. Someone who's good looking, smart, and their personality seems twisted at first glance but they've actually got a kind heart, who's fastidious-"

Was where she got to when:

"That's enough, Yumi."

Yuuki stopped her as she was counting these out on her fingers.

"You're just describing Sachiko-san."

Yumi couldn't help but chuckle. It was funny when she thought about it. Yuuki had looked at her like he was exasperated and she could just tell that he thought that she was kind of hopeless in a way. But honestly, it was also funny in a foreshadowing kind of way.

The fact that every trait she had mentioned were that of Sachiko's was totally lost at first to Yumi until Yuuki had pointed it out. She didn't make it intentional.

It was a catalyst though.

After a while of thinking about it, it took Yumi a little more time to figure it out. She had even entertained the idea of looking at Suguru as a romantic interest. One that she wouldn't admit out loud ever. She had her pride, thank you very much.

But the thing is, putting aside some of the more annoying and unsavory traits that didn't add up to it…

Suguru, she imagined… was quite the closest she had towards a "male" version of Sachiko.

Even when she relisted the traits she told Yuuki, he seemed to still fit the description. It also didn't help that Sachiko would probably also resemble Suguru closely in looks if she was born male. There were also other things she had thought of like how she'd react when put into this or that situation. What it meant to look at a man or a woman in "that" way and what was more appealing. It was a headache to think about every other factor she took into consideration. So she'd rather focus on the more significant parts.

What was made clear to her though was the fact that regardless of how close something resembled another, the way they made them feel would always be different. Somehow, she thought of how Suguru had joked during that home visit and implied that since Yuuki had a similar aura to Yumi that perhaps she would be able to marry him instead. It bothered Yumi in a way that she didn't understand then, but now she had a better understanding. But knowing how two things of a similar taste can bring out a different reaction, calmed her.

Sachiko,

was different from anyone…

from everyone really.

It was different with her.

Moments of clarity came as splashes of past events came fiddling to her mind.

The feeling of being captivated during their first meeting.

The inability to look away as the other girl changed out of her night gown that summer break.

The heat that came and filled her body when she rushed out the room.

The drumming heart beat that echoed through her ears.

The way she acted over reacted and was possessive when Touko first came around.

All the times she acted like a lovesick puppy and fawned over the older girl…

It was frustrating how fast all of them came crashing down and hitting her with a big anchor of realization.

She was in love with Sachiko.

'Well…Fuck.'

That was the thought that she was thinking when she had mentally groaned so loud in her mind then. How could she have been so stupid to realize it so late? Somehow after moments of panic while the thought had sunk in, She had realized a number of things as well. Things like the fact that aside from panicking over being in love for the first time in her teenage years…she never cared about the fact that Sachiko was a woman.

Looking at it, Yumi never cared about boys or men in that way.

Hell, she didn't ever look at them ever…and she had many moments she could have.

Sure, she attended an all-girls school all throughout her life but that didn't excuse her from not being interested. Hanadera was just next to Lillian. Her brother was a student there and she knew a few of his friends. Yuuki would also bring a friend or two over their house every now and then. Also it didn't explain the lack of interest in male celebrities or models. She could look at them and say they were good looking in an objective way, but they never interested her. She'd find herself admiring the female models more while reading a magazine rather than the topless male ones. It made things a lot clearer about her preferences.

Heh.

Going back to Sachiko though.

She realized that she was foolishly in love with her and for some reason she was ecstatic about it. Sure she was a fumbling girl pinning over her like a lovesick fool. But hey, if she was going to pine over anyone then she picked the perfect girl to do it to.

Beautiful. Nice. Intelligent. Attractive. Graceful. Classy. Considerate. Talented. Sexy.

Damn.

Is this how guys are like with girls?

She was screwed and…

She couldn't help but like it.

'I'm acting like a helpless teenage boy pinning over a girl he desperately likes.'

Sighing her discontent.

She had just been absentmindedly plucking her emerald colored guitar while she had been thinking.

It was a song that was just constantly popping into her head. She had it on repeat on her Ipod and couldn't help it. It was stuck on her mind. She figured that the best way to get it out is learning it on the guitar. She grabs the capo that was clipped to the top of the headstock of her guitar and clips the capo on the 2nd fret of her guitar. She's strumming the first few chords of the intro before she opens her mouth out to sing the first lines as she closes her eyes and loses herself to the song.

(Marimite AMV [Yumi x Sachiko] She's so high on Youtube)

She's blood, flesh and bone
No tucks or silicone
She's touch, smell, sight, taste and sound

But somehow I can't believe
That anything should happen
I know where I belong
And nothing's gonna happen
Yeah, yeah

'Yumi didn't have high hopes for her love. That was the harsh truth. It was surreal to really think that something would come out of her strong feelings for her oneesama.'

'Cause she's so high
High above me, she's so lovely
She's so high
Like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite
She's so high, high above me

First class and fancy free
She's high society
She's got the best of everything

'It was crazy just how well aware she was of just how much Sachiko was way out of her league. She was like a pauper pinning over the princess for God's sake! Sachiko Osagawara was the heir of one of the most prominent families in the whole of Japan.'

What could a guy like me
Ever really offer?
She's perfect as she can be
Why should I even bother?

'How could she? is even be able to measure up to such a standard? There was a number potential suitors vying for the other girl's attention. A number them that were better suited and qualified while she was just plain old Yumi. How was she supposed to compete with that? There wasn't a fighting chance. The odds were never in her favor.'

'Cause she's so high
High above me, she's so lovely
She's so high
Like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite
She's so high, high above me

She comes to speak to me
I freeze immediately
'Cause what she says sounds so unrenl

'But for some reason, She couldn't help but think that she was still better off than those faceless suitors. She had a strong bond shared with the older girl.

Sachiko was her seour. Seours. They were seours.

The thought of their first meeting came to mind and other interactions that came after where in the other girl was the first person to make a move.

Sachiko…it made her happy just being able to be by the girl's side.

I wonder how much longer can I stay content just being by her side before these feelings and my desire for her grows to the extent that I'm no longer content sitting idly by her side?'

But somehow I can't believe
That anything should happen
I know where I belong
And nothing's gonna happen
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

'Will such a thing even happen knowing how grounded I am when it comes to it?'

'Cause she's so high
High above me, she's so lovely
She's so high
Like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite
She's so high, high above me"

'I don't really know.'

The last chord echoes in the room as Yumi slowly opens her eyes and gazes towards that certain picture pinned to the cork board.

"I really don't know what I'm doing."

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Author's Note:

And after a long hiatus! I am back! XD I'm sorry. Things were hectic and after getting sick last time, I just lost a lot inspiration in writing the story that I decided to bench it until the story calls out to me again. After that, well...life happened and I grew too busy in trying to catch up on things especially after the new year. The good news is that, I actually had the events outlined so I'm not lost on how the story is going to proceed even after months of not updating it.

For the person who asked where Sachiko is, She's going to be in it soon. Not right away though,I really want to concentrate on Yumi before bringing Sachiko and the other Yamayurikai members into the story. So maybe after another chapter. She was mentioned a lot in this one though so I hope that helps.

Also, if any of you guys are wondering. I drew the new cover art of the story and it's Yumi in her stage attire which would be how she looks in the prologue. :)

Do tell me what you guys think about both the story and new cover art.

Make sure to check out the video included in the story. It's the song and video that inspired this story after all.

Song-She's so High by Tal Bachman