Pink and Silver
Act 3
In a dusty, sun-filled room that was empty save for a few heavily embellished mahogany chairs and a chess table, three people sat. Actually, it was more like three figures or beings, for they were all translucent.
"Ruka, can you believe it? From the way things have been turning out, nothing is going according to plan," a young, purple-haired being exclaimed while using a wave of his fingers to move his bishop piece on the chessboard. The bishop immediately crossed six squares diagonally to capture a black knight.
"Yes, that's true. That Akio and his sister were supposed to catch that girl, not let her away!" Ruka sat back in a chair, half of his body unseen in the dawn light but half visible in the shadows. "I really do pray that that man will be able to get her back to us. We need her." Turning, he spoke to the pink-haired form sitting across from the purple-haired being. "Mikage, what do you make of this?"
"Damn it, another piece lost! Oh, yes, sorry, Ruka - Ahem, from what I think, Apocalypse is crucial to our plans, and Akio's. If she is lost, then so will have the future. Besides, she wasn't even supposed to have escaped, but we never expected Tenjou to die." Mikage gestured for one of his pawns to move over and capture the white bishop.
"I wish Apocalypse hadn't seen death at her feet, right in front of her," the purple-haired existence sniffed sadly. "She would have been nice to know. But now that Akio and the former Rose Bride are after her, I'll never get to truly meet her."
"Now, don't be sad, Mamiya... we'll make sure that nothing happens to Apocalypse except what we have planned for her..." Mikage gave a slight, secret smile as he and his two comrades shared confidential glances. A minute later, Mikage and Mamiya were concentrated on a heated game of chess while Ruka awaited a very, very important visitor.
An extremely important visitor, to him, a little girl with pink hair and a silver mark on her forehead, and a man by the name of Ohtori Akio.
* * * * *
With a groan, the maroon-haired woman shoved the body off of her. He was out cold. Furiously she snarled a string of colorful curses and gave him a few hard kicks in various parts.
"How dare you try to have sex without paying first, you bastard?" She growled to the limp form. "Just who do you think you are? You have to pay me first!" Then, realizing that he was not able to hear one heard she uttered, she left him alone in the small inn. She was extremely angry about what had just happened. It wasn't what he did in particular; it was more the fact that he refused to pay, when she needed money the most. The need to buy tickets for a train tugged her mind and nearly drove her insane. However, she was near to the brink and very edge of craziness anyway.
Finally, she made up her mind. She was going to go to the train station, find a person who wanted some pleasure, and sell herself for a train ticket to Nagoya.
* * * * *
Ding-dong.
Ding-dong.
"Arrggh, what the hell do you want already?!" Kiryuu Touga grumbled as he pushed himself awkwardly out of his seat and crossed over to the front parlor. Just when I'm in the middle of writing an extremely important letter, some idiot has to bother me, he thought, displeased. With an angry jerk he yanked over the heavy entrance door. And... his jaw dropped.
"Shiori?" An astonished gasp came from his mouth.
The maroon-haired woman in a rumpled white coat standing in his doorway just smiled seductively and waited to be ushered in. However, Touga had no intentions of doing so, for he just stared at her and asked a question: "What in the world are you doing here at this time?"
"I needed to see someone. I've heard that Kozue's at your home currently, and it's crucial that I see her," she responded, stepping a foot inside Touga's home. Touga slowly moved aside to admit her. Suddenly, Shiori flung herself at Touga with a big smack on his face and a neck-breaking squeeze. Choking with surprise, Touga pulled her off of him as she whined with rue.
"Please, Shiori, I'm not in the mood for this," he sighed, narrowing his eyes and pulling parlor chairs out both of them. "So tell me, how did you know where I live?"
"My... sources." Shiori sat down and smiled darkly to herself. "By the way, did I tell you that I sold myself for a train ticket to your home?" A bright smile plastered on her face, she turned to him, saying, "I was hoping to find fun at your house, since I haven't had it for a long, long time. There are never decent men these days."
"Oh, don't even set your MIND on it, Shiori!" Touga scowled and nearly knocked over his chair.
"YOU? Not wanting to..."
"Shut up."
"All right, all right. But I need a place to stay. I'm out of bucks."
"Yes, you can stay in a guest room. Far away from mine, that is."
"You've changed so much, Touga! This is unbelievable."
"Be quiet, Shiori, I'm not in the mood for talk right now. Go eat something in the kitchen or wander in the city. I'm busy right now." His tone meant finality.
Grumpy, Shiori uttered a few indistinguishable words and stormed out of the house. They sounded a bit like, "no fun people these days". A slam from the door nearly shook the first floor to rubble.
"Shiori, you don't know how much I'm putting myself at risk here; if Nanami were to randomly come home one day and discover that I've been keeping you AND Kozue at home, she'd go into a rage and burn the house down..." Touga muttered angrily as he took a seat at his desk again. "But I do need you both for personal reasons..." His voice trailed off as he looked out into space. "Utena, I'll find you..."
* * * * *
Kanae Ohtori stood on the balcony, facing the afternoon sky. Light-hearted with secret knowledge, she hummed an eerie melody from memory. She couldn't remember where it came from, but knew that it meant something to her, her past, and her future. Soon she stopped though. There was someone behind her.
"Why, hello, Juri!" Kanae greeted the cold, stoic woman behind her with a cheerful voice.
"Kanae, I did not ally myself with you to hear your happy salutations," Juri answered in reply flatly. "So let's get our tasks over with quickly. Nothing can be put off."
"Yes, don't worry," Kanae said soothingly, as if it did not matter at all to her. "By the way, have you seen Miki around?"
"Well, he received my letter, I know, since he replied just yesterday, but he hasn't been around for a while." A lie twisted itself out of Juri's beautiful mouth. She just couldn't tell Kanae the truth. Kanae would ask questions, and it would soon be all a tangled mess. For all the blond-haired petite woman knew, Juri was just another pawn in her silly little plot. But in fact, Juri had her own reasons of alliance...
"Oh... that's too bad then." With a downcast look on her face, Kanae turned out towards the sky again. "Doing something with others is always nicer than by yourself."
"I'm with you."
"Yes, I know. But Miki is such a nice boy, and so intellectual, too!"
Juri seethed. Was Kanae saying that she had no intellect? Hissing, the former Student Council duelist snapped, "Do not call me stupid."
"What? I wasn't doing that!" The look on Kanae's face was so bewildered and so shocked that it truly looked genuine. Juri promised to herself that she would someday paint a picture of that expression and title it: "Innocence".
"Fine then. Shall we be going now?" Briskly turning on her heel, ready to leave for the train station, Juri turned her head back to Kanae for a few last words.
"Sure," Kanae turned around and walked over.
As the pair sat in their leather seats of one of the fastest trains in Japan (need I mention expensive, too?), Kanae told Juri her reason for visiting Ohtori Academy. It seemed that Akio had sent his wife a letter giving her a task to do. And, it turned out that the task was to pick up a very important package in a hidden dusty room. She was told not to be frightened of the three beings in there; they were good friends and perfectly safe. Kanae confessed to Juri that she had not wished to visit a bunch of freaky ghosts, but did the task only to please her husband. Akio hadn't been very kind to her lately, and she had feared it was something she did.
"So, you're doing it to repent?" Juri inquired.
"Yes..." Kanae was on the verge of crying, and had gotten out her frilled hanky from a handbag. "But Juri-san, may I ask a question?"
"Yes?"
"Why did you wish to know?"
"Out of curiosity." So Kanae wasn't as dumb as she had thought she was.
"And another, if I may?"
"What is it?"
"What is your reason, Juri-san? What is your reason for coming along? Surely you must have your own motive as well."
Without a sound, Juri turned her head towards the window and whispered, so softly that Kanae almost missed the words, "Something personal that needs to be settled. Nothing you would understand or concern you at all."
Unfulfilled with that answer, Kanae merely looked down at her lap.
The rest of the train ride was silent.
Author's note: Oh, what do you think of my story so far? It's multi-layered, with lots of crazy twists and stuff, but I suppose I like it that way... I hope you readers do too! (Yes, if you hadn't guessed already, one of the mysteries in here is between Touga and Utena... ^_^) If you have time to, review! I enjoy receiving reader feedback.
By the way, none of the characters in here belong to me, except for Apocalypse and some really, really minor nameless folks.
Act 3
In a dusty, sun-filled room that was empty save for a few heavily embellished mahogany chairs and a chess table, three people sat. Actually, it was more like three figures or beings, for they were all translucent.
"Ruka, can you believe it? From the way things have been turning out, nothing is going according to plan," a young, purple-haired being exclaimed while using a wave of his fingers to move his bishop piece on the chessboard. The bishop immediately crossed six squares diagonally to capture a black knight.
"Yes, that's true. That Akio and his sister were supposed to catch that girl, not let her away!" Ruka sat back in a chair, half of his body unseen in the dawn light but half visible in the shadows. "I really do pray that that man will be able to get her back to us. We need her." Turning, he spoke to the pink-haired form sitting across from the purple-haired being. "Mikage, what do you make of this?"
"Damn it, another piece lost! Oh, yes, sorry, Ruka - Ahem, from what I think, Apocalypse is crucial to our plans, and Akio's. If she is lost, then so will have the future. Besides, she wasn't even supposed to have escaped, but we never expected Tenjou to die." Mikage gestured for one of his pawns to move over and capture the white bishop.
"I wish Apocalypse hadn't seen death at her feet, right in front of her," the purple-haired existence sniffed sadly. "She would have been nice to know. But now that Akio and the former Rose Bride are after her, I'll never get to truly meet her."
"Now, don't be sad, Mamiya... we'll make sure that nothing happens to Apocalypse except what we have planned for her..." Mikage gave a slight, secret smile as he and his two comrades shared confidential glances. A minute later, Mikage and Mamiya were concentrated on a heated game of chess while Ruka awaited a very, very important visitor.
An extremely important visitor, to him, a little girl with pink hair and a silver mark on her forehead, and a man by the name of Ohtori Akio.
* * * * *
With a groan, the maroon-haired woman shoved the body off of her. He was out cold. Furiously she snarled a string of colorful curses and gave him a few hard kicks in various parts.
"How dare you try to have sex without paying first, you bastard?" She growled to the limp form. "Just who do you think you are? You have to pay me first!" Then, realizing that he was not able to hear one heard she uttered, she left him alone in the small inn. She was extremely angry about what had just happened. It wasn't what he did in particular; it was more the fact that he refused to pay, when she needed money the most. The need to buy tickets for a train tugged her mind and nearly drove her insane. However, she was near to the brink and very edge of craziness anyway.
Finally, she made up her mind. She was going to go to the train station, find a person who wanted some pleasure, and sell herself for a train ticket to Nagoya.
* * * * *
Ding-dong.
Ding-dong.
"Arrggh, what the hell do you want already?!" Kiryuu Touga grumbled as he pushed himself awkwardly out of his seat and crossed over to the front parlor. Just when I'm in the middle of writing an extremely important letter, some idiot has to bother me, he thought, displeased. With an angry jerk he yanked over the heavy entrance door. And... his jaw dropped.
"Shiori?" An astonished gasp came from his mouth.
The maroon-haired woman in a rumpled white coat standing in his doorway just smiled seductively and waited to be ushered in. However, Touga had no intentions of doing so, for he just stared at her and asked a question: "What in the world are you doing here at this time?"
"I needed to see someone. I've heard that Kozue's at your home currently, and it's crucial that I see her," she responded, stepping a foot inside Touga's home. Touga slowly moved aside to admit her. Suddenly, Shiori flung herself at Touga with a big smack on his face and a neck-breaking squeeze. Choking with surprise, Touga pulled her off of him as she whined with rue.
"Please, Shiori, I'm not in the mood for this," he sighed, narrowing his eyes and pulling parlor chairs out both of them. "So tell me, how did you know where I live?"
"My... sources." Shiori sat down and smiled darkly to herself. "By the way, did I tell you that I sold myself for a train ticket to your home?" A bright smile plastered on her face, she turned to him, saying, "I was hoping to find fun at your house, since I haven't had it for a long, long time. There are never decent men these days."
"Oh, don't even set your MIND on it, Shiori!" Touga scowled and nearly knocked over his chair.
"YOU? Not wanting to..."
"Shut up."
"All right, all right. But I need a place to stay. I'm out of bucks."
"Yes, you can stay in a guest room. Far away from mine, that is."
"You've changed so much, Touga! This is unbelievable."
"Be quiet, Shiori, I'm not in the mood for talk right now. Go eat something in the kitchen or wander in the city. I'm busy right now." His tone meant finality.
Grumpy, Shiori uttered a few indistinguishable words and stormed out of the house. They sounded a bit like, "no fun people these days". A slam from the door nearly shook the first floor to rubble.
"Shiori, you don't know how much I'm putting myself at risk here; if Nanami were to randomly come home one day and discover that I've been keeping you AND Kozue at home, she'd go into a rage and burn the house down..." Touga muttered angrily as he took a seat at his desk again. "But I do need you both for personal reasons..." His voice trailed off as he looked out into space. "Utena, I'll find you..."
* * * * *
Kanae Ohtori stood on the balcony, facing the afternoon sky. Light-hearted with secret knowledge, she hummed an eerie melody from memory. She couldn't remember where it came from, but knew that it meant something to her, her past, and her future. Soon she stopped though. There was someone behind her.
"Why, hello, Juri!" Kanae greeted the cold, stoic woman behind her with a cheerful voice.
"Kanae, I did not ally myself with you to hear your happy salutations," Juri answered in reply flatly. "So let's get our tasks over with quickly. Nothing can be put off."
"Yes, don't worry," Kanae said soothingly, as if it did not matter at all to her. "By the way, have you seen Miki around?"
"Well, he received my letter, I know, since he replied just yesterday, but he hasn't been around for a while." A lie twisted itself out of Juri's beautiful mouth. She just couldn't tell Kanae the truth. Kanae would ask questions, and it would soon be all a tangled mess. For all the blond-haired petite woman knew, Juri was just another pawn in her silly little plot. But in fact, Juri had her own reasons of alliance...
"Oh... that's too bad then." With a downcast look on her face, Kanae turned out towards the sky again. "Doing something with others is always nicer than by yourself."
"I'm with you."
"Yes, I know. But Miki is such a nice boy, and so intellectual, too!"
Juri seethed. Was Kanae saying that she had no intellect? Hissing, the former Student Council duelist snapped, "Do not call me stupid."
"What? I wasn't doing that!" The look on Kanae's face was so bewildered and so shocked that it truly looked genuine. Juri promised to herself that she would someday paint a picture of that expression and title it: "Innocence".
"Fine then. Shall we be going now?" Briskly turning on her heel, ready to leave for the train station, Juri turned her head back to Kanae for a few last words.
"Sure," Kanae turned around and walked over.
As the pair sat in their leather seats of one of the fastest trains in Japan (need I mention expensive, too?), Kanae told Juri her reason for visiting Ohtori Academy. It seemed that Akio had sent his wife a letter giving her a task to do. And, it turned out that the task was to pick up a very important package in a hidden dusty room. She was told not to be frightened of the three beings in there; they were good friends and perfectly safe. Kanae confessed to Juri that she had not wished to visit a bunch of freaky ghosts, but did the task only to please her husband. Akio hadn't been very kind to her lately, and she had feared it was something she did.
"So, you're doing it to repent?" Juri inquired.
"Yes..." Kanae was on the verge of crying, and had gotten out her frilled hanky from a handbag. "But Juri-san, may I ask a question?"
"Yes?"
"Why did you wish to know?"
"Out of curiosity." So Kanae wasn't as dumb as she had thought she was.
"And another, if I may?"
"What is it?"
"What is your reason, Juri-san? What is your reason for coming along? Surely you must have your own motive as well."
Without a sound, Juri turned her head towards the window and whispered, so softly that Kanae almost missed the words, "Something personal that needs to be settled. Nothing you would understand or concern you at all."
Unfulfilled with that answer, Kanae merely looked down at her lap.
The rest of the train ride was silent.
Author's note: Oh, what do you think of my story so far? It's multi-layered, with lots of crazy twists and stuff, but I suppose I like it that way... I hope you readers do too! (Yes, if you hadn't guessed already, one of the mysteries in here is between Touga and Utena... ^_^) If you have time to, review! I enjoy receiving reader feedback.
By the way, none of the characters in here belong to me, except for Apocalypse and some really, really minor nameless folks.