by: sakuramimato )
Disclaimer: Digimon was created and is solely copyright under the brilliant mind of Akiyoshi Hongo-sensei. Of course, Ardour and Welkin are the works of my angst-filled mind, so enjoy!
Author's Note: Winter Break! I'm hoping for some big releases on this fanfic. I have to URGE to write, write, write, and spill my soul out with story writing. How's the fic been for you guys?
A/N: From now on, characters will bear their Japanese names. (By the way, watching the Japanese Digimon version, Mimi-chan no koe ga kawaii desu! Cute voice! )
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Chapter 11
I don't understand. My heart doesn't understand.
"MIMI-CHAN!!"
Mimi stood wide-eyed at the words and gasped in what seemed like her last breath. 'This hair, these eyes, this scent. They're not..!!' She forced her embracer away from her as she paled, trembling at what had happened.
"Mimi-chan?" the blue-eyed, blonde-haired boy faded into shadow as the setting sun behind him shrouded his features in silhouette.
'No, don't say my name that way.' Mimi cringed feeling her face grow hot as she clasped her hands over her ears to drown out the sound. 'You're not Yamato-kun!'
"Mimi-chan, what's wrong? Did I do something wrong?" he asked, taking a step forward only to cause her to go into deeper withdrawal, pulling the hair around her fingers into a painful wrench.
"Yamete!" she pleaded to stop, taking a step back as a growing fear stirred up inside her closed, confused, chaos-consumed mind. "You're not him.."
"Nani?" the boy halted in his tracks in obedience to her request, though her last words were lost in her panic. "Mimi.."
"Stop.. You're not Yamato-kun!" she shouted. At these words, the shadowed figure before her seemed to lose all animation as she whimpered in fear and trauma. "Only him.. only he.. the only one to do that to me--"
The words no longer flowed from her lips. Her lips were forced into silence by the shadow, and tears flowed from her eyes as she gazed into the blue eyes that she had mistaken. His lips were soft, but there was a shade of force and jealousy upon the act. The shadow had removed her trembling hands from her ears, taking each of her wrists into one of his hands, seeming to restrain her under his grasp but allowing her to hear the things around her--the intimacy between them and the silenced sobs from her suffering.
And he seduced her more to tears. 'Tesukete..' (Save me)
Her frenzy limped to a wilt as she gave into his hold of her, and until she had fully submitted did the shadow release her lips from their lock and gently took the hope-ridden body into his embrace, gently caressing her hair. "Mimi-chan, I didn't mean to make you cry."
No reply.
"Gomen, Tachikawa-san. For having to do that to you, but.." he paused and noticed her growing hatred and sadness and confusion through her seemingly lifeless stage. "Can you not understand my feelings for you?"
Silence.
He stopped caressing her hair and frowned at the lack of words on her part. "Or do you still feel for Ishida-san?"
A slight twitch within the embrace and the body he had embraced began to slowly submit to gravity, and he went down with her, refusing to lose his grasp on her. She sobbed and whispered out the name that scarred her heart and tangled her emotions, grasping onto the back of his shirt in dismay as bitter tears stung her eyes.
"Mimi-chan.."
"Iie." she quickly replied, turning her head the other way.
"I--"
"Anata no kokoro no kimochi wakarimasen. / I can't understand your feelings." her voice was drowned in pain and confusion causing her beholder to be so, as well; the quick reply shot through her beholder's mind and loosened his hold on her. She turned her head downward to the grass they sat upon and clutched the hem of her skirt. "I can't understand your feelings when I can't even understand my own."
Her face burned in embarassment and shame as she anticipated his response, feeling the tension between them. Silence lingered on until a brush of wind cued her company to take to his feet. "Sokka.. / I see."
Mimi's trembling quicked to a pause and her eyes widened at the prolonged lingering of his dejected tone.
"Jaa." he turned in began walking slowly away.
Her head snapped up to watch the retreating shadow-consumed figure as she struggled to find words. "Matte! / Wait!"
The shadow stopped and the slight breeze silenced as well. 'Nani?' was anticipated, but silence lingered until she sensed his initiation to continue on his way. "Sumimase-- / I'm sorr--"
"Don't be." the shadow replied, resuming his retreat. "I should be the one,"
Twilight was near its arrival as he continued to walk on away from earshot.
"Which I'm not."
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A/N: How is it? :D Twisty turns yay! Now REVIEW!! (optional, lol) It's short, though.. I'll try to update soon, but my last update before this was 8 months.. We'll see.