Dawn of Revolution

Disclaimer: I do not own anything copyrighted by Chito Saito and Be-Papas, characters, Ohtori Academy, but I do own Varari, Yamato, Midori, Riki, Izumo, H-ko, I-ko, and the new descent sequence into the underground Duel Arena. Now let's see why Midori wants to bring revolution. Enjoy!

Note: Oh kami-sama, I'm so very sorry for this long hiatus. I was having a great deal of trouble with this chapter. I hope no one minds, I think I did a good job with it despite it being so long. Any ways, in the first scene of this episode, the lines in italics are actually those, which come from a nearby TV, and not of memories. Anything else is a memory.

Chapter Five
Parce Que tu es la Seul Amour Pour Moi: Vengeful Shades of Jealous Green


"How many times have I fought with you under these skies?"

"It was only three . . ."

"How strange . . .it feels like we've fought so often . . .over things petty and serious it seemed . . ."

"How right you are . . .why couldn't I protect you . . ."

The light of the full moon hanging in the midnight blue sky shone downward and through the windows of a grand room within the Kiryuu residence. A figure lay sprawled out across a large bed, void of movement and seemingly struggling to live independently. His head was hung over the side, allowing long red hair to touch and scatter across the floor. The glow from a nearby television playing a tragic romance movie revealed the figure to be Touga Kiryuu, holding onto a frame containing a picture of Utena in the gown he gave to her when he first started to get to know her.

"You're my precious one . . .my rose haired princess . . .so why couldn't I be your prince?"

"Because he is another . . .the one who showed me something those many years ago . . .something that allowed me to face this cruel world once again and go on living. He is the reason I am here . . ."

"How I wish my presence had been what brought you out of the coffin . . .Tenjou . . .Utena . . .but where have you disappeared to now?"

"Why do you ask?"

Touga's eyes seemed completely lifeless along with his body, staring off into the space between his face and the ceiling over his head. Sitting over on a nearby nightstand by his bed, a vase held two roses, one white and one red. Both seemed to be face away from the other. As Touga spoke once more, one of the red petals broke away and fluttered down and toward the floor. At the same time a single tear fell away from his eyes and landed with a tiny splash.

"Because . . .even now . . .I still love you . . ."

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"Oh Anthy-san you look so pretty!"

"It seems we can do anything we want and it will always compliment your beautiful hair and eyes!"

"Oh come on girls," Anthy's nervous laughter could be heard from within a large well-lit room. "I'm not that pretty, in fact I consider myself somewhat plain."

With different colored pillows and seemingly warm quilts tossed around all over the room, six giggling girls sat in the center of the mess, with five surrounding one certain violet haired female. Varari giggled as she brought a stick of lipstick forward and carefully applied it to her engaged one's mouth, while Nanami was experimenting with different hairstyles for Keiko.

"Why darling you will be the belle of the ball!"

Nanami couldn't help but laugh at Varari's comments to Anthy, especially knowing there was indeed a grand dance slowly approaching within the next week. Everyone was sure that Anthy would be asked by Saionji to attend, and it was an impossible outcome to predict especially with his new personality and attitude toward her. He had been very gentlemen like to her since she fought Yamato, holding open doors and getting her drinks and whatever ways he saw would be good opportunities to help make her life slightly easier.

"I really don't know, I still consider myself a very plain girl." Anthy picked up a nearby hand mirror and examined herself within the glass, giving a faint smile. "My looks are what I consider average but I'm still happy with that. Besides, you and Nanami are the prettiest I think."

"You are much too modest Anthy-sempai!" Aiko looked over as she talked with a mouthful of hairpins, still pulling a brush gently through Yuuko's hair. "You should take a good look at yourself in the mirror and see just how pretty you are. No wonder both Miki-kun and Saionji-sempai are after your affection!"

Anthy couldn't help but blush at the comment, thanking her lucky stars that her dark skin hid most of the redness. When it came to Miki, she wasn't quite sure what to think of his shy affections, especially since she considered him the best friend she needed for the male side of the human race, for different opinions on anything Nanami just couldn't help her with. As for Saionji, she has always seemed to have a place in her heart for him. Despite his actions of the past, she realized that he cared for her deeply. She knew her life allowed no possibly of being a princess, but she knew deep within that Saionji was slowly becoming her true prince.

"I'll take your word for it everyone, though I still stick by my opinions too." she calmly replied, looking at herself in the mirror once more that Varari was holding in front of her face. "I do admit though, you're right about this lipstick color."

Suddenly there was a knock at the door, which seemed to catch everyone off guard, especially Keiko as she found that she accidentally made a small mess with the lipstick on Nanami's cheek. The blond released a frustrated growl as she wiped off the extra makeup, making her way to the door as she did so. Opening it toward her, she smiled and released a quick squeal of content.

"I'm so glad you could make it!" Letting out a giggle, she lashed out and seemingly grabbed an arm that she proceeded to pull into the room. "Where have you been?"

"Trying to find this place! I've never had to go to the Kiryuu residence before remember?"

A few more inches into the room suddenly spilled the artificial lights onto the new girl, who had shoulder length creamy colored green hair and a pair of dark brown eyes. She had a knapsack attached to her back, colored black and green. She looked around the room and gasped upon locking her eyes on both Anthy and Varari before narrowing them and breaking away from Nanami to find a place to sit, where she could keep everyone in eyesight. Anthy simply blinked in confusion at the actions, turning toward Varari and showing her very lost sense to her.

"What was that all about?"

"Don't mind her, she's always a grouch." Nanami released a sigh of disappointment, most likely directed toward the green haired newcomer. "That's Midori Ezura. She's in the 10th grade and is captain of the debate team. People say her fiery attitude and her glare scare the competition into defeat every time. She's also on the Student Council, I think she's the ambassador to when they have those council rally's."

"But . . ." Crawling over to Anthy and placing her hand over the ear, Varari giggled as she began to whisper into it. "The temper only came after a really bad breakup and relevance in her ex-boyfriend's life. I don't know the whole story, even though I know Midori a little bit."

"Oh? How so?"

Varari simply giggled at Anthy's question, giving a wink before she revealed two thumbs up to her. "I'll let you find that out yourself."

Blinks of utter confusion were all that Anthy could seem to do as Varari left her sitting there to head over to Aiko who was requesting that she attempted some unique styles with her hair. The violet haired female snapped out her trance, looking over to where Midori had seated herself to see that she was reading a martial arts magazine. She blinked at what was told to her and how Varari was acting toward the situation.

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That night, Anthy suddenly awoke to the sounds of some type of shouting. Rising from her sleeping bag, she took few moments to wipe the sleep from her eyes and looked around to all of the sleeping forms within Nanami's large bedroom. Indeed everyone was still sleeping, but then suddenly an odd absence made the violet haired duelist curious. With her bedspread empty as if it had never been touched, it appeared that Midori was missing.

"Maybe she couldn't sleep . . ."

Suddenly a crash was heard of something fragile against the ground, which made Anthy almost cry out in surprise, but she managed to cover her mouth before any sound escaped and accidentally awoke any of the sleeping girls in the room. She climbed out of her sleeping bag with great silence and slow movements, making her way toward the door.

The hallway was completely dark with the exception of the moonlight flooding inside from the large windows. Since the windows were grand and shaped like elegant arches, more of the moon's glow was allowed to enter and flood the walls and floors. Anthy found herself venturing further down the hallway, carefully listening for any more sounds like the shouting she had previously heard.

"YOU WHORE!"

Suddenly there was a crash of what sounded like glass against the walls outside of the grand mansion. Anthy gasped and nearly jumped a few feet off of the floor from the sudden sounds, but she quickly managed to regain her senses as she took a second to catch her accelerated breath. Finding herself by one of the windows, she decided to look outside and see if the noise was emitting from there. She gasped at what she saw.

"Would you give it up already Midori? It's over between us. I've got someone new so why don't you become some else's slut?"

"He don't deserve you, he's a pathetic man whore!"

"He's still better than you'll ever be!"

Standing out by the steps, which lead downward and back to the grand vastness of Ohtori Academy were two figures yelling back and forth at each other with no concern to their volume waking up anyone. Anthy immediately recognized one of the figures to be Midori, only she was wearing a uniform of a dark green jacket cut in a v pattern along the bottom lining, and skirt, with black leggings and dark green low heeled boots. Standing before her was a male with short blond hair, somewhat unkempt to reveal a wild personality of sorts. He wore a similar uniform to the girl only he had a jacket cut straight around the bottom, and it was crimson red. He had crimson boots that came up to his knees, with black pants tucked into them. Midori looked a bit ticked at the male as she advanced forward and forced a kiss upon him, making Anthy curious as to why there be a crash to begin with, for it didn't appear they were fighting anymore. He immediately pushed her away however, causing her to stumble and fall over to land on the ground. The male simply glared down at her as both remained perfectly still.

"Don't you dare come near me Midori. It's over forever."

"Why don't you just forget that Riki and actually come back to the one woman who satisfied all you wanted Izumo. You even said that yourself."

"Maybe back then when I thought there was something more, but you're nothing but a slut who'll do anything to get a guy to pin her down." He looked toward the green haired girl with a set of eyes that were also touched with the color; only the shading was that of emerald. "That's all you wanted from me."

"That's so funny . . ." A mocking laugh emerged from Midori, causing her to lose her balance on the ground and falls over onto her side. After a few moments she calmed down and looked back up to Izumo with narrowed eyes and a smile on her face. "If that was all I wanted from you I could have just picked any of the guys who flirt with me."

"I rest my case . . .you just proved you really are a whore."

Turning on the hell of his show, Izumo closed his eyes and began his descent down the stairs and back toward the heart of Ohtori Academy. Midori gasped and quickly scrambled to her feet, running toward the departing male and lashed outward toward him. His arm was immediately grasped, causing him to stop and release an angry growl. Narrowed and annoyed eyes were seen on his face upon the turn of his head, but it didn't seem to affect the green haired female.

"Let me go Midori, it's over."

"No! Please don't end it!" Tears escaped her eyes, for it was tearing her up to realize that he was indeed leaving her, not for another girl but in reality, for a man. She dropped down to her knees and began sobbing into the arm, which she still managed to maintain a grip on. "Please don't go . . .if you want me to change then I will do it! I'll cut my hair! I'll become a more polite person! I'll even stop sleeping around, JUST TAKE ME BACK PLEASE!"

"You don't get it . . .and you never will understand, Ezura-san."

A gasp immediately escaped her mouth upon the name suddenly thrown upon her by the love of her life. Midori could feel Izumo tugging at his arm, finally managing to pull it free and causing her to fall forward. Catching herself with her hands and continuing to allow her tears to fall onto the concrete, she sobbed loudly to reveal her broken heart. Izumo seemed to not be phased by her emotions whatsoever, which seemed proven by his move to continue down the steps and away from the Kiryuu residence.

"For someone who's the captain of the debate team, you didn't debate your case enough to make me stay . . ." he said, before disappearing completely.

Crickets and sounds of toads and frogs croaking were faintly yet could still be heard against the silent backdrop of the cloudy skies. Still huddling upon the steps, yet unable to cry any longer, Midori found herself leaning backwards to sit herself down. Pulling her knees closer to her body, she seemed to resemble a large balled up creature, her chin resting on her knees to stare at the vastness of Ohtori Academy. Her eyes glazed over, as if it were matching her fading anger within her mind. She could still hear everything around her despite all she was thinking about in regard to the situation, so it was no surprise she heard a voice begin to speak.

"Are you okay, Ezura-san?" It was clear the voice was Anthy. She proceeded to sit down beside the green haired debate captain on the steps. "It sounds like it was pretty intense out here."

"How the hell would you know? You're just an ex-rose bride . . .why the hell are you in all of this anyway? Why the hell do you care about my well being when I'm an obstacle toward you gaining the Revolution, not that you'll get it."

"What is the big deal about the Revolution? It's much more dangerous than you think, to both the duelist and the rose bride! Everyone who gets involved in this stupid game-"

"SHUT UP HIMEMIYA!"

A hand suddenly lashed out and struck Anthy's face hard, causing her to fall over onto her side and release a cry of pain. Her own hand brought itself up to hold the stricken skin, and her emerald eyes darted up as Midori rose to her feet. Her fists were clenched and her teeth were gritting within her mouth. Pure anger could be seen within her stance and face, making the violet haired duelist just a little nervous. The light suddenly reflected something on her left hand, showing to Anthy that Midori was indeed telling the truth about being a duelist. There was a ring, and engraved on it was the Blue Rose.

"You know nothing. You are just a newborn chick with no sense of the world."

"The duels are dangerous Ezura-san! You're only going to get yourself killed if you keep going!"

"You're just saying that so I'll quit the duels and let you gain Revolution! I know you've got no skills in the arena because Yamato is merely a child when it comes to his own ability to duel. He has no skill, which makes me wonder how he was able to beat the previous champion!"

"Ezura-san, open your eyes! The duels aren't what they seem!"

"No! They're more important to me than you realize! I need to duel to gain Revolution so I can be with Izumo again! Riki clouded his mind, turned him against me. The Revolution will make Izumo see just what a creep he really is! And to do that I need to win."

Tossing a green rose down at her, Anthy gasped at the realization of what it signified. Midori's eyes narrowed at the girl below her, and she immediately stepped forward and crushed the rose petals with her boot. She twisted the foot back and forth in order to crush and tear at the rose more and more until it was mere pieces of silky green material of sorts. Anthy wondered just what could cause a duelist to possess so much rage, let alone the new set that she knew she would have to fight through it seemed.

"Consider this a challenge Himemiya. We're going to duel tomorrow night in the underground arena. And don't expect to defeat me; I am far better than that bastard, Yamato. You'll get a real duel tomorrow."

She turned on the heel of her boot and began walking up and back toward the grand mansion, leaving Anthy to lie upon the steps and simply watch the ruthless Midori disappear back into the building. Looking back to the rose petals, she wondered if it was meant to be some kind of self made prediction on her account to Anthy's own fate at the now appointed duel the next evening. Suddenly a shadow fell over her, causing her to lift her head and look up. She saw Varari, wearing a pair of pajama's and cat slippers. She proceeded to sit down beside the violet haired duelist and smile warmly.

"Looks like you found out what I was talking about."

"Is Midori always that ruthless?"

"Only when she found out she was being dumped for a man. Wouldn't you be upset if you found out the love of your life was leaving you?"

"I would if I had one . . ."

"Yeah. But you know what, Lady Anthy?"

"What?"

Standing up from the steps, Varari simply smiled and reached out her own hand to pull Anthy up onto her own feet. The two then smiled and turned back to the mansion, and after seeing Midori was long gone back into its walls; the two girls began their way back toward it too. Varari crossed her arms behind her back and released a content sigh before turning back to the violet haired duelist with a smile.

"You need to rest up. You've officially got your first duel as champion to worry about."

To Be Continued . . .

Sure Midori you want Izumo to have eyes only for you, so why use Revolution to make him see only you? And what's wrong with him dating Riki? There's always some odd relationship in Utena, and this was all I could come up with to make it seem more Utena-ish. Oh my god though. I'm so sorry that this chapter took so long; I just had such a huge writer's block for this story that it wasn't funny. So until the next episode, guess you'll have to wait and see how Midori and Anthy do in their match up. See ya next time!