Haruka shot both of them a serious look. "What about them?"
Jonas smiled at her. "They're retreating."
Haruka blinked, her jaw fell open. "What? Why?"
"Seems, or so we've gotten word of, that they're going to sign a treaty to do joint government," Markaw explained, grinning fiercely.
"Yeah. They're going to allow for the royal family and all, but this time there will be elected officials who voice the needs and wants and complaints of the people," Rosemary said, walking into the room.
"That's great," Michiru said, but the rest of them could tell that it was half-hearted. With everything back in order and with Haruka being who she was it meant she couldn't hide the once royal and once mermaid girl. Michiru would be sent back to the water, with or without fins.
Haruka's heart sank. She turned to the smaller girl and pulled her into a strong embrace. Her hands traveled up Michiru's back until they reached two hard stubs. Her eyes widened. "Michiru?"
"I felt them, too," Michiru said, looking into the blonde's eyes. "What are they?"
She turned and the other four people in the room gasped. Haruka eyed them carefully. "They're wing stubs," Rosemary finally voiced. They looked at her. "I saw them when I tended to the newborns that are to become of the Air race."
"So you're saying Michiru has become one of us?" Markaw questioned, eyes large and full of some sort of hope. Rosemary nodded.
"But that means that they can't declare her a mermaid anymore, despite past background," Haruka almost shouted with happiness. Michiru turned to her.
"Miracles are known to happen," the smaller girl said.
That night Michiru was told to sleep on her stomach to allow the wings to grow. She had decided to start a journal and carefully turned to page one, readying her pen. She slowly began to write; something she'd learned privately:
Dear Kaiousei,
I thank you for granting my wish for wings. I am forever in your debt. I also thank you for granting me such good friends. I really don't think I've known that kind of friendship before.
Until tomorrow, Kaiousei…
P.S: I wouldn't dare ask for Haruka's love. That would be wishing for something may or may not already be, ne?
Haruka tossed and turned in her cot in her room. She had given Michiru the bed to allow her to be comfortable while her wings grew.
It had truly been a miracle. Most temple species never showed signs of their breed except for in magic. If Michiru had become something else she would have been declared still a mermaid. Sort of like a fish out of water.
The blonde turned over once more. The full moon was disturbing her sleep and preventing her from dreaming. The wind had also picked up and sprang through the open window, rustling her golden hair and making it brush against her face.
The different magic in the room mingled with her own, also making it hard to sleep. Her mind was too tired to wonder where this new magic was flowing from.
Suddenly a light sound in the room woke her, but she was silenced before she made a sound by a hand clasped tightly over her mouth.
*****
A.N: I'm BAAACCCCK! Hehehe… I honestly hated that vacation. Talk about BORING. I would've loved to have been here typing away at my stories. Btw, I have a new story idea. Got it from typing an email to Cloud van Dyk. …I've gotten a few that way. Once I finish this one I'll write that one.
Hey, I've broken my 9 chapter end record! I rule..
Jonas smiled at her. "They're retreating."
Haruka blinked, her jaw fell open. "What? Why?"
"Seems, or so we've gotten word of, that they're going to sign a treaty to do joint government," Markaw explained, grinning fiercely.
"Yeah. They're going to allow for the royal family and all, but this time there will be elected officials who voice the needs and wants and complaints of the people," Rosemary said, walking into the room.
"That's great," Michiru said, but the rest of them could tell that it was half-hearted. With everything back in order and with Haruka being who she was it meant she couldn't hide the once royal and once mermaid girl. Michiru would be sent back to the water, with or without fins.
Haruka's heart sank. She turned to the smaller girl and pulled her into a strong embrace. Her hands traveled up Michiru's back until they reached two hard stubs. Her eyes widened. "Michiru?"
"I felt them, too," Michiru said, looking into the blonde's eyes. "What are they?"
She turned and the other four people in the room gasped. Haruka eyed them carefully. "They're wing stubs," Rosemary finally voiced. They looked at her. "I saw them when I tended to the newborns that are to become of the Air race."
"So you're saying Michiru has become one of us?" Markaw questioned, eyes large and full of some sort of hope. Rosemary nodded.
"But that means that they can't declare her a mermaid anymore, despite past background," Haruka almost shouted with happiness. Michiru turned to her.
"Miracles are known to happen," the smaller girl said.
That night Michiru was told to sleep on her stomach to allow the wings to grow. She had decided to start a journal and carefully turned to page one, readying her pen. She slowly began to write; something she'd learned privately:
Dear Kaiousei,
I thank you for granting my wish for wings. I am forever in your debt. I also thank you for granting me such good friends. I really don't think I've known that kind of friendship before.
Until tomorrow, Kaiousei…
P.S: I wouldn't dare ask for Haruka's love. That would be wishing for something may or may not already be, ne?
Haruka tossed and turned in her cot in her room. She had given Michiru the bed to allow her to be comfortable while her wings grew.
It had truly been a miracle. Most temple species never showed signs of their breed except for in magic. If Michiru had become something else she would have been declared still a mermaid. Sort of like a fish out of water.
The blonde turned over once more. The full moon was disturbing her sleep and preventing her from dreaming. The wind had also picked up and sprang through the open window, rustling her golden hair and making it brush against her face.
The different magic in the room mingled with her own, also making it hard to sleep. Her mind was too tired to wonder where this new magic was flowing from.
Suddenly a light sound in the room woke her, but she was silenced before she made a sound by a hand clasped tightly over her mouth.
*****
A.N: I'm BAAACCCCK! Hehehe… I honestly hated that vacation. Talk about BORING. I would've loved to have been here typing away at my stories. Btw, I have a new story idea. Got it from typing an email to Cloud van Dyk. …I've gotten a few that way. Once I finish this one I'll write that one.
Hey, I've broken my 9 chapter end record! I rule..