The Last Mission
By Sora Saotome
Part I
This was something I came up with late one night while randomly drawing TM chars. Sort of "adult situations" near the end, that's why it's PG-13. Umm...that's about all. Read!
The words still rang in her ears. It was so long ago, and yet so recent. The tears still flowed, and poured down her cheeks in thick well eroded rivers. Mihoshi's blue eyes were glazed with sorrow. She neither looked for, nor saw anything. She no longer cared to. The sun was setting (though she did not see it) and cool breezes ruffled her unkept ponytail. Her dark red ribbon was coming undone. Suddenly, in a great gust of wind, it came off. Startled, she watched it ride the wind into the canyon. As it flew, she smiled, and closed her eyes in silent prayer.
***
It began as a normal mission. Some Investigators were busy on a more important mission, so the detectives were called to work in the Investigators' jurisdiction.
***
Mihoshi ran into the bedroom where Kiyone still slept.
"Kiyone-chan! We have a very important mission!" Kiyone sat straight up.
"What?!" she was in half-sleep confusion. The shock passed, her eyes grew sleepy again. "What time is it?". Mihoshi frantically searched for a clock, finally finding a watch on her hand.
"Umm...3:30," Kiyone rubbed her head painfully.
"I TOLD you I didn't want that Sake!" Mihoshi smiled.
"You wanted the second one! And the third one, and the fourth one, and-"
"What's our mission?"Mihoshi stared at her. Then the realization dawned.
"Oh, the mission. Ummm...It's on the desk," she pointed to the kitchen and Kiyone ran, only to find a hastily written illegible note. She sweat dropped, and handed it to Mihoshi for translation. Mihoshi looked at the note, and turned it over several times. Apparently she couldn't read it either.
"Umm...I can't read everything, but we have to stop some Autocrats...somewhere," she smiled innocently, and Kiyone sighed.
"Let's go to HQ. THEY should know at least."
***
Tenshi came, and sat down with Mihoshi on the precipice. He was silent for sometime before he decided to turn to Mihoshi. Her face was dulled. No longer alight with happiness and youth. She looked old. Too old for her age, and it disturbed him. He looked at her for sometime before speaking.
"You should come in Mihoshi. It'll be cold soon, and you'll already sick," he waited for a response, but she gave him none. Tenshi waited briefly, then put his arm around her. She didn't respond more than to lean against him. She was heartbroken, and Tenshi couldn't help. And he knew it. In a final, last-ditch effort, he kissed her on the cheek, and she slowly turned to him. Her long hair (no longer up) framed her face as she collapsed into him and sobbed.
***
Mihoshi and Kiyone left investigator Saotome's office, Kiyone somewhat frustrated. Mihoshi remained silent, not wanting any more yelling today. They walked the long hall to the hangar, where their ship lay in wait.
"Why didn't you tell me how important it was?! This could get us promoted!" Kiyone was angrier than usual.
"I-I, didn't know. They didn't tell-"
"That's why most people are born with IQs Mihoshi!" She was yelling now. Mihoshi sank slightly.
"I-I'm sorry," she mumbled. She felt the tears forming in her eyes.
"Well, sorry won't cut it this time Mihoshi! We've wasted valuable time! Time we need! Do you want to stay a detective forever?!"
"I really tried-"
"Do me a favor, and try a lot harder next time!" Kiyone stormed away and Mihoshi held back, fighting back tears. Kiyone never yelled at her this seriously.
***
As Mihoshi sobbed, Tenshi rubbed her back lightly, trying his best to comfort the deeply engraved pain. Through the sobs, Tenshi could make out two words, repeated over and over again. "Why me?"
By Sora Saotome
Part I
This was something I came up with late one night while randomly drawing TM chars. Sort of "adult situations" near the end, that's why it's PG-13. Umm...that's about all. Read!
The words still rang in her ears. It was so long ago, and yet so recent. The tears still flowed, and poured down her cheeks in thick well eroded rivers. Mihoshi's blue eyes were glazed with sorrow. She neither looked for, nor saw anything. She no longer cared to. The sun was setting (though she did not see it) and cool breezes ruffled her unkept ponytail. Her dark red ribbon was coming undone. Suddenly, in a great gust of wind, it came off. Startled, she watched it ride the wind into the canyon. As it flew, she smiled, and closed her eyes in silent prayer.
***
It began as a normal mission. Some Investigators were busy on a more important mission, so the detectives were called to work in the Investigators' jurisdiction.
***
Mihoshi ran into the bedroom where Kiyone still slept.
"Kiyone-chan! We have a very important mission!" Kiyone sat straight up.
"What?!" she was in half-sleep confusion. The shock passed, her eyes grew sleepy again. "What time is it?". Mihoshi frantically searched for a clock, finally finding a watch on her hand.
"Umm...3:30," Kiyone rubbed her head painfully.
"I TOLD you I didn't want that Sake!" Mihoshi smiled.
"You wanted the second one! And the third one, and the fourth one, and-"
"What's our mission?"Mihoshi stared at her. Then the realization dawned.
"Oh, the mission. Ummm...It's on the desk," she pointed to the kitchen and Kiyone ran, only to find a hastily written illegible note. She sweat dropped, and handed it to Mihoshi for translation. Mihoshi looked at the note, and turned it over several times. Apparently she couldn't read it either.
"Umm...I can't read everything, but we have to stop some Autocrats...somewhere," she smiled innocently, and Kiyone sighed.
"Let's go to HQ. THEY should know at least."
***
Tenshi came, and sat down with Mihoshi on the precipice. He was silent for sometime before he decided to turn to Mihoshi. Her face was dulled. No longer alight with happiness and youth. She looked old. Too old for her age, and it disturbed him. He looked at her for sometime before speaking.
"You should come in Mihoshi. It'll be cold soon, and you'll already sick," he waited for a response, but she gave him none. Tenshi waited briefly, then put his arm around her. She didn't respond more than to lean against him. She was heartbroken, and Tenshi couldn't help. And he knew it. In a final, last-ditch effort, he kissed her on the cheek, and she slowly turned to him. Her long hair (no longer up) framed her face as she collapsed into him and sobbed.
***
Mihoshi and Kiyone left investigator Saotome's office, Kiyone somewhat frustrated. Mihoshi remained silent, not wanting any more yelling today. They walked the long hall to the hangar, where their ship lay in wait.
"Why didn't you tell me how important it was?! This could get us promoted!" Kiyone was angrier than usual.
"I-I, didn't know. They didn't tell-"
"That's why most people are born with IQs Mihoshi!" She was yelling now. Mihoshi sank slightly.
"I-I'm sorry," she mumbled. She felt the tears forming in her eyes.
"Well, sorry won't cut it this time Mihoshi! We've wasted valuable time! Time we need! Do you want to stay a detective forever?!"
"I really tried-"
"Do me a favor, and try a lot harder next time!" Kiyone stormed away and Mihoshi held back, fighting back tears. Kiyone never yelled at her this seriously.
***
As Mihoshi sobbed, Tenshi rubbed her back lightly, trying his best to comfort the deeply engraved pain. Through the sobs, Tenshi could make out two words, repeated over and over again. "Why me?"