It is 10:05 pm and Aunt Yurika is running a bit late getting her luggage
packed, for she is going on a weekend getaway with her boyfriend. Utena
laid sprawled out on the tan-colored sofa watching television as her aunt
lecture her for 1000th time.
"Okay Utena I've left you some money on the kitchen counter and...."Aunt Yurika grabs her keys off the end table. Utena just nods at whatever her worrisome aunt is saying not really paying the older woman any attention.
"Oh and don't forget to pick up the clothes at the dry cleaners Sunday morning," the older woman grabs her scarf and coat off the coat rack.
"One more thing...." The older woman is suddenly interrupted by her niece.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah....you left the hotel room phone number you will be staying in on the fridge. I know already. You've reminded me a million times auntie," the pink-haired girl sighs.
The older woman smirks as she buttons up her coat then says, "You know how much I worry about you sweetie."
Utena shakes her head and smiles a little. "Yeah I know but I am not five years old. I am sixteen and I can take care of myself, besides you do know this isn't the first time you went on one of your weekend trips with Aoi- san."
Aunt Yurika is just about to say something when the telephone rings suddenly and Utena answers it.
"Tenjou residents, oh it's you," Utena breaths sarcastically and then glances at her aunt, who then shoots her an evil look.
"Yes she is still getting ready," the pink haired girl continues. "Okay I'll let her know, bye." Utena hangs up the telephone and then slouches down it the sofa.
"Who was that sweetie?" the older woman asks.
"Oh your boyfriend," Utena says and goes back to watching TV. The older woman shakes her head in slight aggravation.
"Are you going to share the information?"
"Oh he just wanted to let you know he will be here in five minutes to pick you up."
Aunt Yurika moves to sit on the arm of the sofa then says, "When are you going to accept Aoi. He is going to be you future uncle one day." She smiles.
Utena sighs and rubs her pink head. "Auntie I don't dislike Aoi-san. He is nice and all, but he is also 24 years old which is 12 years your junior. I mean he seems more like an older brother to me."
The pink haired older woman smiles and removes herself from the sofa to pick up her suitcase and purse, and then she smiles and walks over to her niece and kisses her on the forehead.
"Age is just a number sweetie, and besides Aoi has a lot more stamina than any guy my age has," the older woman teases and Utena makes a weird facial expression.
"I'll pretend I didn't hear that last part," Utena replies shaking her head.
A horn sounds off.
"Okay that's Aoi, I have to go now. I'll see you Sunday evening dear. So take care and stay out of trouble." Aunt Yurika said as she disappears out the door.
"Have fun auntie," the pink haired girl shouts.
***********
Elsewhere........
Anshi quickly changes into a forest green sweater and a pair of dark blue jeans. She soon after runs down stairs and grabs her leather jacket, hat and scarf off the coat rack. Anshi walks into the room where her father resided then said, "Otou-sama I am leaving now." She begins wrapping the scarf around her neck.
"Okay sweetie and be careful," the man said giving her a gentle smile. The violet-haired girls nods in return and then leaves the house.
Anshi's petite body, garbed in warm clothing entered the crisp winter air of night. Feeling a chill brush against her form, she involuntarily pulls her jacket close to her physique; shivering just a tad as foggy breath escapes her lungs. She sighs and proceeds on her journey down the secluded street.
The night sky is clear and a few stars inhibit the ebony atmosphere. She walks slowly toward her friend's house watching the puddles of water on the ground causes by the rainstorm from a couple of days before.
Anshi exhales again as her cloudy breath fill the air. Utena's house is only two blocks away, but it seems like ten blocks all of a sudden.
The dark princess is deep in thought, more so contemplating whether or not she should be going over to Utena's house this time of day anyways.
"Maybe this is a bad idea," she whispers.
She continues walking and debating over and over in her head what she is going to say to the pink-haired prince. Five minutes later she is standing in from of the two-story blue house. A cool eastern wind blows her long tress about her head. She closes her bright green eyes momentarily and hugs her slightly shivering form, gathering all her courage she proceeds up the driveway and walks up the concrete steps.
Anshi stands in front of the door and pauses. "What am I going to say to her?" She whispers almost inaudibly.
"It doesn't matter. I can't go back now, being that I am already here." The violet-haired girl removes her right hand from her jacket pocket and pushes the door bell.
***********
Utena jumps from her comfortable spot on the sofa and sketches her semi- stiff limbs.
"Gosh that must be auntie. She probably forgot something knowing her." Utena mumbles then yawns as she walks to the living room door.
Utena begins rubbing her neck as she reaches to open the door.
"Auntie I know you probably forgot somethi........" Utena trails off as she notices the person before her isn't her aunt.
Utena eyebrows arches in bemusement then she replies, "Himemiya what are you doing here?"
"Well I.....uhmm....I just .....Well," Anshi stutters then manages to say, "Can I come in its freezing out here?"
Utena moves out of the doorway, "Yeah sure, sorry about that."
Anshi enter the house and removes her jacket, scarf, hat and shoes, tossing them on the coat hanger. Utena shuts the door and leans up against it, her eyes fixated on Anshi.
"So what brings you over at this time of night Anshi-chan? You know you could have called me if you wanted too?"
Anshi turns to peer into those distant sky- blue eyes, "I have to tell you something, but it had to be in person."
Utena twists the lock on the door and then walks toward her friend. She smiles shyly then places her hands behind her head nervously, "Okay if it's really important maybe we should sit down."
Utena turns and begins to walk toward the sofa, but before she could get anywhere Anshi hastily grabs her arm and pulls her back around to face her.
Utena gasps surprisingly. They look at each other intensely. The room is very quiet and all they could hear is each others heart pounding and shallow breathing. Anshi reaches her hand up and places it behind the taller girl's neck, pulling her closer.
"H-H-Himemiya what are you....." Utena inquires but is interrupted by Anshi lips pressing against hers.
The kiss is short and sweet as they both parted astonishingly to look into one another's eyes; both blushing and at a lost for words. Utena decides to speak first.
"Uhmm, Anshi-chan I am not sure what to," Anshi interrupts her and shakes her head.
"Don't analyze, don't think, just feel," she dives back in and captures those rose colored lips of her prince and to her surprise, Utena holds her closer and tighter not wanting to let go. The kiss is more compassionate and sincere as their tongues connect in a fiery tango of warmth and wetness. They have waited so long to for this moment. All the flirting and dancing around their feeling have come to a finale.
Just standing their in the empty house, holding, caressing and relishing in each others touch, which intensifies and to no avail their sudden brush with emotional fulfillment brought forth a reincarnation of forgotten memories and past experiences that really didn't exist, yet not in this reality.
But to them it couldn't have been truer. The more they indulged in the kiss the more they began to remember about their illusionary past. The castle, the car, the academy, the arena: everything that only exists in fairy tales. Or did it?
After a few seconds they slowly discontinue the kiss, opening their eyes slowly and inhaling deeply to regain their composure. Blue eyes beaming vibrantly and then glances down at the petite form of her true princess.
Utena smiles brightly then replies, "White looks better on you than red." Anshi arches her violet eyebrows quizzically and looks down at herself. She is garbed in an ivory sleeveless dress, similar to the rose bride dress but sleek, slender and with a slit in middle of the rather splendid gown.
"What the....how?" Anshi tried to comprehend, then looks at Utena. "Well look at you Prince Tenjou," she teases.
Utena flashes a nervous half-hearted smirk then looks down at the clothes that suddenly decorated her tall athletic form. She is wearing a white military style uniform that looks identical to Dios'.
Utena furrows her eyebrows slightly. "Interesting don't you think Himemiya?" Anshi smile somewhat seductively as she moves closer and starts gliding her right index finger from Utena's pert lips, tracing a path down her chest.
"Well I think this uniform suits you better than your dueling uniform." Utena grins then grabs her princess' taunting finger. Utena leans in closer and whispers against Anshi's lips nearly touching them.
"You think?" Anshi says nothing; she just smiles and tries to close the distance between them; wanting to taste her prince's lips once more.
Just as they are about to kiss again, the sound of hand clapping distracts them. They both turn their attention to a familiar body relaxing on the sofa.
"Dios," Utena and Anshi announce in unison, with a surprising tone."
TBC...........
Chapter 27: New beginning, new reality
"Okay Utena I've left you some money on the kitchen counter and...."Aunt Yurika grabs her keys off the end table. Utena just nods at whatever her worrisome aunt is saying not really paying the older woman any attention.
"Oh and don't forget to pick up the clothes at the dry cleaners Sunday morning," the older woman grabs her scarf and coat off the coat rack.
"One more thing...." The older woman is suddenly interrupted by her niece.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah....you left the hotel room phone number you will be staying in on the fridge. I know already. You've reminded me a million times auntie," the pink-haired girl sighs.
The older woman smirks as she buttons up her coat then says, "You know how much I worry about you sweetie."
Utena shakes her head and smiles a little. "Yeah I know but I am not five years old. I am sixteen and I can take care of myself, besides you do know this isn't the first time you went on one of your weekend trips with Aoi- san."
Aunt Yurika is just about to say something when the telephone rings suddenly and Utena answers it.
"Tenjou residents, oh it's you," Utena breaths sarcastically and then glances at her aunt, who then shoots her an evil look.
"Yes she is still getting ready," the pink haired girl continues. "Okay I'll let her know, bye." Utena hangs up the telephone and then slouches down it the sofa.
"Who was that sweetie?" the older woman asks.
"Oh your boyfriend," Utena says and goes back to watching TV. The older woman shakes her head in slight aggravation.
"Are you going to share the information?"
"Oh he just wanted to let you know he will be here in five minutes to pick you up."
Aunt Yurika moves to sit on the arm of the sofa then says, "When are you going to accept Aoi. He is going to be you future uncle one day." She smiles.
Utena sighs and rubs her pink head. "Auntie I don't dislike Aoi-san. He is nice and all, but he is also 24 years old which is 12 years your junior. I mean he seems more like an older brother to me."
The pink haired older woman smiles and removes herself from the sofa to pick up her suitcase and purse, and then she smiles and walks over to her niece and kisses her on the forehead.
"Age is just a number sweetie, and besides Aoi has a lot more stamina than any guy my age has," the older woman teases and Utena makes a weird facial expression.
"I'll pretend I didn't hear that last part," Utena replies shaking her head.
A horn sounds off.
"Okay that's Aoi, I have to go now. I'll see you Sunday evening dear. So take care and stay out of trouble." Aunt Yurika said as she disappears out the door.
"Have fun auntie," the pink haired girl shouts.
***********
Elsewhere........
Anshi quickly changes into a forest green sweater and a pair of dark blue jeans. She soon after runs down stairs and grabs her leather jacket, hat and scarf off the coat rack. Anshi walks into the room where her father resided then said, "Otou-sama I am leaving now." She begins wrapping the scarf around her neck.
"Okay sweetie and be careful," the man said giving her a gentle smile. The violet-haired girls nods in return and then leaves the house.
Anshi's petite body, garbed in warm clothing entered the crisp winter air of night. Feeling a chill brush against her form, she involuntarily pulls her jacket close to her physique; shivering just a tad as foggy breath escapes her lungs. She sighs and proceeds on her journey down the secluded street.
The night sky is clear and a few stars inhibit the ebony atmosphere. She walks slowly toward her friend's house watching the puddles of water on the ground causes by the rainstorm from a couple of days before.
Anshi exhales again as her cloudy breath fill the air. Utena's house is only two blocks away, but it seems like ten blocks all of a sudden.
The dark princess is deep in thought, more so contemplating whether or not she should be going over to Utena's house this time of day anyways.
"Maybe this is a bad idea," she whispers.
She continues walking and debating over and over in her head what she is going to say to the pink-haired prince. Five minutes later she is standing in from of the two-story blue house. A cool eastern wind blows her long tress about her head. She closes her bright green eyes momentarily and hugs her slightly shivering form, gathering all her courage she proceeds up the driveway and walks up the concrete steps.
Anshi stands in front of the door and pauses. "What am I going to say to her?" She whispers almost inaudibly.
"It doesn't matter. I can't go back now, being that I am already here." The violet-haired girl removes her right hand from her jacket pocket and pushes the door bell.
***********
Utena jumps from her comfortable spot on the sofa and sketches her semi- stiff limbs.
"Gosh that must be auntie. She probably forgot something knowing her." Utena mumbles then yawns as she walks to the living room door.
Utena begins rubbing her neck as she reaches to open the door.
"Auntie I know you probably forgot somethi........" Utena trails off as she notices the person before her isn't her aunt.
Utena eyebrows arches in bemusement then she replies, "Himemiya what are you doing here?"
"Well I.....uhmm....I just .....Well," Anshi stutters then manages to say, "Can I come in its freezing out here?"
Utena moves out of the doorway, "Yeah sure, sorry about that."
Anshi enter the house and removes her jacket, scarf, hat and shoes, tossing them on the coat hanger. Utena shuts the door and leans up against it, her eyes fixated on Anshi.
"So what brings you over at this time of night Anshi-chan? You know you could have called me if you wanted too?"
Anshi turns to peer into those distant sky- blue eyes, "I have to tell you something, but it had to be in person."
Utena twists the lock on the door and then walks toward her friend. She smiles shyly then places her hands behind her head nervously, "Okay if it's really important maybe we should sit down."
Utena turns and begins to walk toward the sofa, but before she could get anywhere Anshi hastily grabs her arm and pulls her back around to face her.
Utena gasps surprisingly. They look at each other intensely. The room is very quiet and all they could hear is each others heart pounding and shallow breathing. Anshi reaches her hand up and places it behind the taller girl's neck, pulling her closer.
"H-H-Himemiya what are you....." Utena inquires but is interrupted by Anshi lips pressing against hers.
The kiss is short and sweet as they both parted astonishingly to look into one another's eyes; both blushing and at a lost for words. Utena decides to speak first.
"Uhmm, Anshi-chan I am not sure what to," Anshi interrupts her and shakes her head.
"Don't analyze, don't think, just feel," she dives back in and captures those rose colored lips of her prince and to her surprise, Utena holds her closer and tighter not wanting to let go. The kiss is more compassionate and sincere as their tongues connect in a fiery tango of warmth and wetness. They have waited so long to for this moment. All the flirting and dancing around their feeling have come to a finale.
Just standing their in the empty house, holding, caressing and relishing in each others touch, which intensifies and to no avail their sudden brush with emotional fulfillment brought forth a reincarnation of forgotten memories and past experiences that really didn't exist, yet not in this reality.
But to them it couldn't have been truer. The more they indulged in the kiss the more they began to remember about their illusionary past. The castle, the car, the academy, the arena: everything that only exists in fairy tales. Or did it?
After a few seconds they slowly discontinue the kiss, opening their eyes slowly and inhaling deeply to regain their composure. Blue eyes beaming vibrantly and then glances down at the petite form of her true princess.
Utena smiles brightly then replies, "White looks better on you than red." Anshi arches her violet eyebrows quizzically and looks down at herself. She is garbed in an ivory sleeveless dress, similar to the rose bride dress but sleek, slender and with a slit in middle of the rather splendid gown.
"What the....how?" Anshi tried to comprehend, then looks at Utena. "Well look at you Prince Tenjou," she teases.
Utena flashes a nervous half-hearted smirk then looks down at the clothes that suddenly decorated her tall athletic form. She is wearing a white military style uniform that looks identical to Dios'.
Utena furrows her eyebrows slightly. "Interesting don't you think Himemiya?" Anshi smile somewhat seductively as she moves closer and starts gliding her right index finger from Utena's pert lips, tracing a path down her chest.
"Well I think this uniform suits you better than your dueling uniform." Utena grins then grabs her princess' taunting finger. Utena leans in closer and whispers against Anshi's lips nearly touching them.
"You think?" Anshi says nothing; she just smiles and tries to close the distance between them; wanting to taste her prince's lips once more.
Just as they are about to kiss again, the sound of hand clapping distracts them. They both turn their attention to a familiar body relaxing on the sofa.
"Dios," Utena and Anshi announce in unison, with a surprising tone."
TBC...........
Chapter 27: New beginning, new reality