It's been a while since I've posted anything for this, sorry about that. I've run out of drabble ideas, really. If you have any ideas, I'd be glad to hear them. In the meantime, I'll probably keep on working on Strawberries and Milk or The Proposition. Whichever comes easier to write.
I got this idea after reading a post on the Kitchen Princess livejournal community.
Najika
Najika. That's what I named the desert.
But to be honest, someone else helped me out. A girl, to be exact.
That girl. What can be said about her?
She's stubborn, hard-headed, annoying, irritating, determined, fiery, strong-willed, and beautiful.
And the truth is, I can't seem to figure her out. No one can, really.
The first band of the cake- I made the red a little bit darker, the red of the sunset and the red of her name. I used cherries- sweet and sour at the same time. The intesity of her passion, her courage that allowed her to walk into her own heartbreak, and the fire of her eyes.
Orange is a mixture of the energy of red and the cheerfulness of yellow. It's her determination, something that draws people close to her. I walked by one of her photo shoots once, and the light in her eyes and her smile captured me, as it did to everyone around her.
Yellow is the color of joy and happiness; warm. The first time I saw this warmth of her was when she was talking to the student council president. She had finally gotten herself to confess her feelings, and when he rejected her, she was truly happy, because she got the closure she needed. The next time I saw it was when she was wishing her best friend good luck, and I realized how much she cared for Najika's happiness. So warm, not directed towards me, but her light was so bright, you couldn't miss it. That was part of her charm. She was always smiles, since she had her modling job, but when you saw a real, genuine smile, it made her outshine the girl captured in the picture.
Green is the color of her growth. By the time I transfered to the school, she was already good friends with Najika, but I heard stories about the mean things she used to do. She still wasn't done growing when I came by- there was still something that she needed to get herself over. Green is the color after she took her feelings and let go of them.
Blue is her sincerity and loyalty. She hadn't always been closest with Najika and Daichi, but she was always stubbornly defending them. She understood their feelings, and she did everything for them. And the day I saw her cry, she was sincere about her feelings.
And purple. The color of her eyes, the color of royalty; the stability of blue and the energy of red. Her eyes are what first got me to double take. Her independence, her dignity, and her magic.
I named it Najika. But my inspiration was Akane.