This is my version of the first relationship between Ayato and Haruka. I chose to start in March 2011. While Haruka says to Ayato that she dated him when she was 14 (in 2012), by August 2011, Haruka is already in love with Ayato (the picture Megumi looks at says on the back "With my beloved Ayato, 2011-8-10". I've interpreted this to mean August 10, 2011). So, she must have known Ayato at least a month or so before this date. I recently read in another fanfiction that Japanese school years begin on April 1. I figured that since they looked about 12 in the first meeting scene, that they had not attended the same elementary school. So, I had them start 7th grade at the same junior high school where they attended with Hiroko and Mamoru until the events of December 28, 2012.
This piece is from Ayato's point of view. Words in quotes are dialogue. Words not in quotes are Ayato's thoughts or observations.
I hope that you enjoy my writing, and please review (no flames please)!
Standard disclaimers apply. RahXephon and its characters are the property of its respectful owners, and this fanfiction is not for profitable purposes.
Chapter 1: A Fateful EncounterMARCH 2011
"Dad, I'm going to go to the beach to do some sketches."
"Is that for an art class, Ayato?"
"No, I've been admiring the beach for a while."
"Sure, go on ahead, I'll be home, so we can go to the store when you get back."
"Sounds good, thanks, Dad. Bye!"
"Good bye, Ayato."
I grab hold of my sketchbook and pencil and shut the door behind me, and smile as I look up. How fortunate, a cloudless blue sky.
After walking along the path for a while, I come upon the beach and notice the jutting rock formations that are spread throughout the coastline. Hmm, I think I'll draw one of those, but which…
What is that? That one off in the distance, I see a figure in yellow on one of the rocks, I wonder what the person is doing there. Out of curiosity, I decide to walk closer. As I do, I notice it is a woman, who appears to be my age, though I've never seen her before. When I am close enough, I notice that she looks beautiful, and I can't resist the opportunity to sketch the scene. Not wanting to disturb her, I try to quickly compose my drawing. Let's see, her left arm is like this, and the dress is like this, and…
She noticed!
"I'm sorry, I didn't want to disturb you, it's just that, well, I thought you were perfect for a sketch, so I…"
"Eh?"
How surprising, she's running down towards me.
"Can I see it?"
"Eh? Oh, ok."
She walks in close and looks down at the sketch.
"You're really good!" I blush in embarrassment as her face is rather close to mine as she admires the drawing.
"Do you live here?" I ask.
"No, I live in Tokyo."
"I live there, too. My dad came to this island to investigate the ruins, and I came to help."
"My uncle, too."
"Are you perhaps Rikudoh-san's neice?"
"Yes."
I straighten as I introduce myself. "Sorry, I'm Ayato, Kamina Ayato."
"I'm Mishima, Mishima Haruka."
"Mishima…" I trailed off, lost in her beautiful gaze.
"Kamina-kun, is something wrong?"
"Uhh, no, that is, well, I was wondering…"
"Yes?"
"What junior high will you be going to when the semester starts?"
"Me? I'll be going to Sakuraba Academy."
"Really?! So will I. I can't believe we'll be going to the same place!"
She laughs, "What class will you be in when the semester starts, Kamina-kun?"
"1-3."
"What luck, so will I!"
"Yes, definitely," I can't help but smile.
"Uhh, Mishima-san,"
"Ah, you don't need to use the san, Kamina-kun."
"Ok. Mishima-san, I mean, Mishima, would you like to maybe, perhaps, well…"
Her face suddenly looks rather surprised.
"Oh, no, I just remembered! I was supposed to meet my uncle back at home a few minutes ago, I'm so sorry Kamina-kun, I have to go!"
"Oh, ok. Can I see you again soon, Mishima?"
"I'm sorry Kamina-kun, I'm leaving for Tokyo tomorrow."
"I see…" I say, disappointed.
"But, don't worry Kamina-kun, we can see each other in school, right?"
"Yes, that's true." That knowledge brightens my mood.
"So long Kamina-kun!"
"Good bye, Mishima."
I watch silently as she walks away from the beach, her hair and dress blowing in the wind. What a wonderful person, I really can't wait to see her again.
"Dad, I'm home."
"Ah, Ayato! Welcome back. How was your day?"
"Great!"
"Really? Something good must have happened."
"Uhh, nothing special." I certainly don't want to discuss it with him!
"Your spring break ends soon, so you'll be returning to Tokyo. Your birthday is coming up, too. 13, huh? I remember when I was 13…"
"Ugh, enough, Dad."
"Yes, yes."
Next Chapter The First Day of Classes