Eternity Is Always The Same

Disclaimer: I do not own Revolutionary Girl Utena, and I am in now way making any money off of this.

Authors Notes: Thank You to all of my wondrous reviewers! You really inspire me to keep writing, Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I was on vacation. Well, on with the story! It may all seem like pointless drabble, but this is going somewhere! I promise.

always: repeatedly.

Same: exactly alike; not different or changed.

Souji Mikage stood outside of a stone building, it wasn't as he remembered. Nothing was as he remembered. He himself wasn't as he remembered. A quick glance in the mirror could tell you he was identical in appearance, yet he was so different it scared him. Mainly it was his eyes. The cold, calculating look was gone, leaving a pitiful, defeated, uncaring look in it's place. He did not know that was what was different, but he knew something was different all the same. Everything was different, because revolution rarely left anything the same, which is why he so resented it.

Souji sighed and walked up to the stone building before him. It was not the place he remembered, not Nemuro Memorial hall, not even close. Nemuro Memorial hall lay on the other side of the campus in ruins, a sight that added pain to his eyes, and made his gaze that much more unnerving, not to other people who happened to lock their eyes with his, but only to himself. For had anyone seen him now, even if they remembered him. They would no longer see the enigmatic, genius high school student, they would see a tired, helpless young man who was, and he knew this quit well, only here to be used once again. Souji opened the door and walked in.

Souji Walked down a corridor, until he came to a door with a gold plate on it that read: Souji Mikage: Guidance councillor Souji sighed. The last thing he wanted was for ignorant young student pouring their heart out to him. Yet he knew, even before he set his suitcase down on the floor, he knew the each and every student that came to him would not leave without adding to his already great pain. For no matter how hard he tried, every time one of his black rose duelists began pouring their heart out to him, he felt himself grow attached, and could feel himself wince when that deadly point penetrated their hearts, freezing them. What Souji saw next made a large lump rise in his already sore throat. For on top of the welcoming letter that was placed neatly on his empty desk, was a single, dried rose. It was black.

"Um... Mr. Mikage?" Souji turned around suddenly, startled, as a young woman with brown hair walked slowly into the room. "Its nice to meet you, I am Saia Brown, your secretary..." She reached out her hand in welcoming. Souji grudgingly took it, but felt the lump in his throat grow bigger, and almost burst. For the woman he was shaking hands with was his former secretary, and she didn't even remember him. "W-well... I'll be leaving now, got to do some paperwork you know..." She quickly turned heal and left, as though happy to get away from the strange man staring at her as though she killed the most precious thing in the world to him. In a strange way, she had.

Souji slumped into his chair and closed his eyes. So much work had to be done, and he was so tired... Souji thought of what Akio told him to do. To find some "Silver" girl and make sure she stayed out of trouble. He had said that she could be of some use later. He muttered something about a locket, but Souji wasn't really listening. As Souji drifted off into a dreamless sleep, he really considered never waking up...

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Feeling: an emotional state or reaction.

Silver really didn't enjoy her first few day's at Ohtori. She got yelled at twice for back talking, but it wasn't her fault that all of her teachers were so strong willed. Her pencil broke during a test and she flunked it, also, she was no closer to finding her father than she had been when she began. Silver's eyes narrowed as she felt someone tap her on the shoulder, she spun around, spying Kit there. Hadn't she learned her lesson? Silver looked down and sighed, she didn't want to have to go through this again, but she had no choice. She had no choice...

"What do you want?" She asked coldly, feeling the locket take effect and transform her attitude.

"Just wanted to see what your up to!" Kit cried, jumping on Silver's back. "We should go do something! It is the weekend after all!"

Silver sighed and closed her eyes, grudgingly, she carried Kit down the path a little way, but dropped her when she could no longer stand the weight on her small frame. "Go away now."

"Wha? Aw come on, don't be like that!" She yelled as silver glared at her.

Silver continued to glare. "I'm not the one that's like that, you are..."

Kit looked confused, and she showed it. She scratched her head in confusion, then began absentmindedly playing with a strand of orange hair. Suddenly she smiled, and slapped Silver's back forcefully, "Aw, you're not making any sense, buddy ol' pal!" Silver sighed, and allowed Kit to lead her away towards the school.

"What exactly do you want?" Silver asked as Kit sat down on a bench and beckoned for Silver to sit beside her.

"Just wanna talk..." Kit said, her face no longer showed the carefree happiness it had earlier. "Now sit down."

Silver looked at Kit for a long time, then finally sat herself down slowly. "And now?" She asked, trying to mask the curiosity in her voice. Kit didn't seem to notice.

"Silver..." Kit said, looking down. "Why don't you like me...?"

Silver looked at Kit in surprise. Inside she felt a pang of guilt. "This girl has been nothing but nice to me..." Silver thought to herself. "And now look how I am treating her... But its not my fault she has such an angry inner self."

Kit looked at Silver, almost as though pleading with her. "Why won't you say anything...?"

Silver continued to stare at Kit, then, as though forcing it, she smiled. "It's not that I don't like you..." She said, standing up. "It's that you don't understand me." And with that, Silver walked away, leaving a very confused kit behind.

Silver walked down the path with her head down. She decided to visit the cemetery again. Silver had accidentally stumbled upon the cemetery her first day, and she knew right away that it was special. For in the cemetery, her locket didn't work. Silver liked to go to the cemetery to think, it had always relaxed her, knowing that the people who kept her company could never judge her. Because they weren't alive. No one was ever in the cemetery, that made her like it all the more. Silver liked to be alone. However, today was different. Someone WAS in the cemetery...