Chapter 6
I push my stray violet locks away from my face and begin crawling back to the coffin. Not sure what awaits me, but also not caring because I know I will go anyway... I creep forward towards the restraining box.
Struggling to my feet, I realize that once I stand I become eye level to the coffin. But that isn't enough. I need to be able to see inside.
Nothing is ever enough anymore. Utena gave me something more than I had ever hoped for. Though I never lost the love she gave me... I lost the ability to be able to share it with her.
After hesitating, I bring myself to the side of the coffin, and ascend to my tiptoes and peer inside.
There she is.
Sleeping like a heavenly cherub.
I flush a little. Her hands are placed on her chest, as if she is dead. But her breaths steadily cause her chest to rise and fall. She is completely naked, as am I. I have never seen her in all of her glory like this. But she is beautiful. Her body looks to have matured, with its lush curves. And her face...
Her facial features have definitely matured. If I hadn't have known better, I would say she was about 20 years of age. Her rosy locks decorate the sides of her sleeping face and body. She looks so peaceful... Patiently waiting for me to return to her.
I take in the moment, not rushing to hopefully bring her back to consciousness. Slowly I loom over her figure, my hair falling to intermix with hers. I want to feel you. I want to touch you.
I want to take care of you like I refused to let myself before. Because now that I have been awakened, I realize just what it was we could have had. Love. Eternally, I know you gave to me; through I refused to accept it then. And you, sacrificing yourself though I have betrayed you.
It is because of your noble heart that I can come to you now. Thank you, for everything. I smile, thinking these things that I want to say to her. All these things I played over in my mind, what I would say to her, once we finally unite.
The words get lost into the oblivion of the past, as all I can do is smile. That doesn't matter anymore. None of that matters. I will take her far away. Somewhere we can grow old together. How we'll get there, or when... That doesn't matter anymore either.
Gently I cup my hand on the side of her face, fitting it to the subtle curve of her cheek. I just can't get over how beautiful she is.
"Utena..." I whisper, leaving it at that, because I don't know what title to give her anymore. I wonder, what world is she living in now? A sweet reverie, or perhaps a lonely nightmare. Either way, I have come to wake her up.
Leaning down, I press my lips against her warm, dry ones... An overwhelming feeling swept over me, as I did what I've waited so long to do, hoping to whatever god there is... That she will awaken with a response.
I push my stray violet locks away from my face and begin crawling back to the coffin. Not sure what awaits me, but also not caring because I know I will go anyway... I creep forward towards the restraining box.
Struggling to my feet, I realize that once I stand I become eye level to the coffin. But that isn't enough. I need to be able to see inside.
Nothing is ever enough anymore. Utena gave me something more than I had ever hoped for. Though I never lost the love she gave me... I lost the ability to be able to share it with her.
After hesitating, I bring myself to the side of the coffin, and ascend to my tiptoes and peer inside.
There she is.
Sleeping like a heavenly cherub.
I flush a little. Her hands are placed on her chest, as if she is dead. But her breaths steadily cause her chest to rise and fall. She is completely naked, as am I. I have never seen her in all of her glory like this. But she is beautiful. Her body looks to have matured, with its lush curves. And her face...
Her facial features have definitely matured. If I hadn't have known better, I would say she was about 20 years of age. Her rosy locks decorate the sides of her sleeping face and body. She looks so peaceful... Patiently waiting for me to return to her.
I take in the moment, not rushing to hopefully bring her back to consciousness. Slowly I loom over her figure, my hair falling to intermix with hers. I want to feel you. I want to touch you.
I want to take care of you like I refused to let myself before. Because now that I have been awakened, I realize just what it was we could have had. Love. Eternally, I know you gave to me; through I refused to accept it then. And you, sacrificing yourself though I have betrayed you.
It is because of your noble heart that I can come to you now. Thank you, for everything. I smile, thinking these things that I want to say to her. All these things I played over in my mind, what I would say to her, once we finally unite.
The words get lost into the oblivion of the past, as all I can do is smile. That doesn't matter anymore. None of that matters. I will take her far away. Somewhere we can grow old together. How we'll get there, or when... That doesn't matter anymore either.
Gently I cup my hand on the side of her face, fitting it to the subtle curve of her cheek. I just can't get over how beautiful she is.
"Utena..." I whisper, leaving it at that, because I don't know what title to give her anymore. I wonder, what world is she living in now? A sweet reverie, or perhaps a lonely nightmare. Either way, I have come to wake her up.
Leaning down, I press my lips against her warm, dry ones... An overwhelming feeling swept over me, as I did what I've waited so long to do, hoping to whatever god there is... That she will awaken with a response.