I haven't written or read or even watched MKR in so long… T.T It brings back happy memories…
Disclaimer: …Do I LOOK like a member of CLAMP to you?
Umi's Question
The question had been burning in Umi's mind for weeks. It bounced from corner to proverbial corner, shattered to pieces as it hit the floor. The pieces continued their rampage against her brain, each one asking the same. How…? How? HOW?
At last, she could stand it no more. She threw her comforter from her form, leaped out of bed, and stomped toward the door. Laying her hand on the doorknob in a determined sort of way, she happened to notice the clock at her bed stand. 2:11 AM. Well… er… maybe in the morning.
She sat back down on her bed.
But the question still raged… still yearned for an answer…
"You know what?" The bluenette said to her clock. "Screw the morning."
She bounced to her feet and darted to her closet, throwing the proper clothes for prowling the streets of Tokyo at an ungodly (Unmokonaly?) hour. This consisted of her normal wear plus a makeshift mask pulled over her head. She didn't want anyone to recognize her after all….
Umi scampered through the back ways of her city like an alley cat. She avoided streetlights at all cost and hid behind dumpsters for no apparent reasons. Something about her mission seemed much too secretive for normal travel.
With the state of fanfiction these days, it was a wonder she didn't run into a serial rapist or three.
Hikaru lay in a wistful dream of happy things. Pink elephants paraded by her with their ears flapping joyfully. A green frog was kissed by a hamster and turned into an even greener Zazu. He coughed up something about Vodka and hurled all over the hamster. The hamster laughed. Hikaru laughed. Zazu laughed. They all laughed together, and the wondrous sound of their spectacular friendship rang through the land of Sentient Pink Elephants, warming the hearts of all its rosy inhabitants. The all formed a circle and, holding hands, began to dance and sing I Beli—
CRASH!
"HIKARU!" A rather loud, unelephant voice broke through the dream.
Umi sat at Hikaru's windowsill, the rock she had used to break the window still in her hand. She just HAD to ask her…
"Hikaru?"
Hikaru moaned and rolled over, pulling her pillow over her head.
"Hikaru, I have something to ask you!"
"Nooo… ish HISH pensheel…"
"Please Hikaru?"
"Nng."
"Hikaru."
"Ashta'nega…"
Umi took a deep breath.
"HIKARUUUUUUUUUUU!"
"WHA?" The knight sat bolt right up, a panicked expression on her face. She saw Umi. "…Oh. Hi." If Hikaru was surprised by the face of her friend looming over her with black panty hose pulled over it, she did not show it.
"Hikaru, there is something I really need to ask you…"
"What is it?"
"…Can I use your bathroom?"
Insert falling over, sweat dropping, face faulting, and various other anime-like things here.
"Right. So. What I really came here for…" Umi said through the bathroom door.
"Yes?" Hikaru leaned against the wall next to it.
"I think that if I don't ask you RIGHT NOW, I might just explode. It's been bugging since forever, but, well, you might think it's a little strange…" the toilet flushed and sounds of hand-washing were heard.
"Well, what is it?" Hikaru pressed, honestly curious.
"Hikaru…" Umi opened the door to look her friend dead in the eye.
"Yeah…?"
"How does Rayearth fly?"
Hikaru stared at her. "You know that fire coming out his back?"
"What about it?"
"Jetpacks."
