Obejct of My Obsession

By: Felidae Silvestris

Disclaimer: I do not own Revolutionary Girl Utena …

Author's Note: This was originally a fic, but I thought I'd make it an Utena/Anshi fic … yeah. And it's an AU due to some stuff I did in the original. This is basically word-for-word the original, but with changes of characters. Hope you like!

Chapter Three

Utena walked me home after our shower. We hadn't gotten any work done, but the project had another month till it was due. I was shaky when we reached my building. In the elevator, Utena eased some of my tension in ways only she could. Her hand was in mine as I opened the door to the apartment.

"Otou-san, I'm home!" I called.

"He's not here," Akio told me from the couch where he was watching a movie with Touga. He looked back at me and grinned. "So, finally caught each other, huh?"

I blushed and Utena nodded. "Oh, Anshi-chan, don't be so modest. It's just your brother."

"You should've heard the things he was telling me the night before last," I retorted, breaking out of my shyness quickly.

"Being dirty, were you, Akio-chan?" Touga asked slyly, running a finger down Akio's chest.

Akio grinned. "It was for her own good. So . . . I hope you were gentle with my sister, Utena."

Utena grinned evilly. "Actually, I found out that she likes it rough."

"Utena!" I exclaimed, blushing a deep red. "I do not!"

"What's all the yelling about?"

Utena and I whirled around to see my father standing in the doorway, smiling. Utena squeezed my hand reassuringly as I hung my head.

"It's nothing, Otou-chan," Akio told him. "Anshi's just finally got a girlfriend."

"Really now?" Takashi stepped forward, extending his hand to Utena. "I'm Ohtori Takashi, Anshi's father."

"Tenjou Utena," Utena introduced herself, shaking his hand.

"You take good care of her."

Utena smiled. "I will." She turned to me. "See? That wasn't so hard."

Takashi laughed. "Anshi, Akemi is out front and wants to talk to you," he said.

I paled. "A-Akemi?" I prayed to all the Kami that she hadn't seen me walking home with Utena. That she didn't suspect . . .

"Hai. Go on."

I nodded and Utena squeezed my hand. I turned to her and leaned close to whisper in her ear. "I want to talk to her alone. I don't want you to have to face her with me."

"I'm not going to let you go alone," she told me. "You and I are in this together, no matter what."

I sighed, knowing I could never change her mind. "Yoshe. Ikuyo."

We reached the street and I saw Akemi waving at me from her car. Utena and I slowly approached it. I saw Natusko's eyes narrow when she saw my hand in Utena's. Utena must have noticed as well because she squeezed my hand and smiled at me reassuringly.

"Otou-san said you wanted to see me?" I said when we reached the car.

"Hai, and I see that what I wanted to see you about is true." Ntsuko's voice was tinged with panic and rage. "Anshi, you know that being lesbian is wrong, right?"

My eyes narrowed at this. "Iie, this is perfectly normal. It's people like you who want to make lesbians feel as abnormal as possible."

"Is that so? Well then, I suppose you won't mind being banned from my apartment, will you?"

I looked at Utena, who I could tell was getting ready to hurt Akemi. "I wouldn't mind if it will keep you away from us."

Akemi looked taken aback, just like she had when Akio had said the same thing to her. "Then you take your little whore there and get out of my face."

Utena let go of my hand at this point and started to reach for the door-handle to yank Akemi out of the car.

"Utena, iie!" I shouted, grabbing her arm and trying to tug her away.

"You heard what she called me," Utena said, her voice deadly calm.

"She's not worth it, Utena-chan."

"She might not be worth it, but you are." Utena succeeded in opening the door.

"Utena-chan! Yamete!" I started to cry, tears falling down my face. "Yamete! Do it for me, onegai!" I slid forward and gripped Utena in a tight hug. "Yamete, Utena-chan!" I knew people were staring, but I couldn't help myself. I knew that if Utena hurt Akemi, the woman would make no end of troubles for the two of us. My voice quieted to a whisper and I cried on Utena's shoulder. "Yamete, onegai . . ."

A car door slammed shut and I heard that same car drive away. Utena turned in my arms, her hands coming up to stroke my hair. "Shh, shh . . ." she whispered. "Daijoubu, she's gone. Shh, shh . . ."

I positively melted, sinking to my knees in the middle of the sidewalk. Utena came down with me and gently rocked me, glaring at anyone who dared to give the two of us a sideways look.

"Guys, come inside," I heard Akio say from behind me.

Utena gently guided me to my feet and then back inside. We sat on the couch with me crying into her shoulder. She stayed with me until the tears had stopped and I had calmed down enough to let her go. As she stood to leave, I grabbed her hand.

"Utena-chan . . . you promised," I whispered, my face burning with blush because I knew that my brother and Touga were watching.

Utena chuckled and sat down again. She gazed into my embarrassed eyes for a moment and then leaned in, kissing my lips. I clutched her to me, not wanting to let go. When she pulled back, my world was completely destroyed. "Anshi-chan, I've got to get back home. I think you should stay here tonight and then we'll work something out," she whispered to me. "I'll come by first thing in the morning, I promise."

"Demo –"

She put a finger to my lips. "Even when you can't see me, I'm with you, koibito," she whispered before tenderly kissing me again. "Ai shiteru, Anshi-chan."

I sat there and watched her leave, completely crushed.

"What did she promise?" Akio asked mischeviously.

I glared at him. "None of your damn business, Aniki!" I got up and went to my room, slamming the door behind me.

Author's Note: I found that at that scene with Akemi, I went a but nuts with my Japanese … sorry. IkuyoLet's go, YameteStop, Onegaiplease, DaijoubuIt's/I'm okay, DemoBut, Anikia way of saying "Older brother"