TITLE: Super Strength.
AUTHOR: AlyssaC
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CATEGORY: Missing Scene-Thoughts
PAIRINGS: What ever you want to read in it.
SPOILERS: File 33 – WOW! We caught ourselves an idol star! (or something like that)
FEEDBACK: Please, but nothing negative if you can't help it.
Mama always said; if you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Your Under Arrest... But I do own most of the episodes! I do not make any money out of this. I'm poor poor poor...
AN: This is just innocent dribble. I'll leave it up to you to determine what to make of it.
Super Strength.
"This is unforgivable!"
"She thinks she's Ooka Echizen."
I stare at you from my vantage point. All around people are gaping, open mouthed, not sure what to expect from this cop. But, I know what to expect, I've seen you in action so many times yet...
"In conclusion, I'm giving this vehicle three parking tags. And, I'll remove it out the way myself!"
The Natusmi Super Strength does it again. It never seizes to amaze me. I can only smile as I watch you lift the car with as much effort as some people would exert in shifting a table.
Oh Natsumi, dear Natsumi. Do you know? Do you realize that you are my Super Strength? Have you ever realized that in the same way you are lifting that car, you have lifted my heart, given me strength, courage and a reason to exist. I thank the Powers that Be everyday that we are partners. It feels as if we've been doing this for an eternity. My previous life, all my previous - seemingly set fast habits - have melted away and I cannot imagine how I've ever managed to cope without you. I can't anymore, not really. Unbidden I remember the time that you had left the station, when I was paired up with Yoriko.
That had been the worst time of my life.
You see, Natsumi – I'm not a very good police officer. I never had been but since we became partners I have excelled in levels where I didn't think I could. You and your Super Strength have given me wings.
You are always there to catch me, carry me, back me up and support me. Without you, doing this job that I love is useless, meaningless. Even being a mechanic would melt away to an unpalatable mess if I didn't have your surprised exclamation of excited gratitude when I've tuned your bike or fix your "Chief-Clock". No my friend, it will all amount to nothing if you weren't there beside me, smiling over my shoulder as you pass me the things I need.
How would I ever repay you, for doing all this for me? Do you even realize that you do? For second my heart aches at the thought that these feelings might not be mutual but then our eyes briefly meet as you pull the car and I see my soul reflected in yours.
No, we are together in this. Partners, best friends and...
"This won't do."
"Hmm?!"
AN: Okay, that's it. Now that I have had my say it's time for yours. Ready? Steady PRESS GO! GO GO GO!!! Before I have you arrested!