Supportshipping (Anzu x Honda)
She could see her breath in the air, twirling upwards into the sky until it faded into the ending white of the winter sky. It was cold, cold enough to make her shiver despite a brand-new extra-thick coat and the biggest scarf she could find. But she didn't move from the bench, even though the frozen over wooden surface was starting to invade the seat of her pants with its chill.
It was never cold in Egypt, she mused. But it would be in New York. She wondered if it got as cold in New York as it did in Domino. She wondered if it would snow more often. She had seen pictures of the dirty snow piled up on the sides of the busy city streets. Even snow could not make that city slow down, or take a breath. That was what she would miss the most about Domino. Even in the middle of a city, it was possible to find an oasis of quiet. A breath, just enough to recollect oneself.
A little less than four months separated her from spring. And then her last year of Domino High would end.
"Anzu? Hey, what're you doing sitting out here alone?"
Anzu Mazaki looked up from her musings. Hiroto Honda stood in front of her, wearing only a thin jacket to keep out the cold. He made her cold just looking at him.
"Oh, just thinking," she said. "I just needed a breath, you know."
Honda nodded understandingly, and after a beat, took a seat on the bench next to her.
"It's quiet," he said. "You wouldn't think you could get that, not in a city."
"I know," Anzu said. "I'm going to miss this place."
They both fell silent. Clouds of quiet breaths floated into the air, taking with them words unspoken.
"Do you think it's warm?" she said suddenly.
Honda looked up, and their eyes met.
"Where?" he said.
"On...on the other side of that door."
She didn't have to explain any further. Honda knew what door she was talking about.
"Of course," he said. "Of course it's warm."
"I hope it's not too warm, though," Anzu said, leaning back to look up at the white sky. "And I hope that the sky is always blue, except on the days when it rains, and the rain is always a warm one, so that you can go out and dance in it."
"Yeah," Honda said. "I hope that it's bright and green. With life everywhere you look. And that there's always laughter. And you never, ever have to feel lonely."
"But there's always a place just for you," Anzu said quietly. "Where you can just sit and watch your breath wander into the sky..."
For a moment, Anzu could see it. Clear, and bright, and happy, and a face that she knew and longed for was waiting for her, smiling for her...
Honda's hand landed lightly on her shoulder. He squeezed gently, almost a massage. He could have said any number of things. 'It's going to be all right.' 'I'm sure he's in a place just like that.'
But he said nothing. He was just there. And for that, Anzu was immeasurably grateful.
Because sometimes you just need to sit and watch your breath wander into the clear white sky.
A/N: This one got kind of poetic. XD Anyway, I liked it. But I can't see Anzu and Honda as anything more than friends. Good ones, but just friends. I hate how that nowadays, it seems like characters can't be super good friends with someone. If they're really close, that must mean they're in love. Geez. It happened with Sherlock, and I hated that. People try to do that with Yu-Gi-Oh, and I hate that too. It's like saying a friend can't sacrifice things for a friend, no, you have to be in love for that. There's just too much emphasis on romance lately. (and here I am, making a series based on romance...) anyway, I'm done with my rant for the day. Next up is Supplyshipping (Sugoroku x Gozaburo).
