Author Notes:
Sorry for the really vague summary, I'm not very good at writing those.
I wrote this back in 2000 or 2001, and will be putting the chapters up bit by bit.
I'm hoping at least one person out there ends up liking my fiction, then I'll feel I've accomplished something.
As a general disclaimer, I do not own Revolutionary Girl Utena and I am making no profit off this fiction.
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The day was moist with drops of rain that had settled on the ground because of rainfall the night before. Anthy Himemiya closed her eyes suddenly and stopped walking. She often wondered why she had to live her life the way that she did, but she dare not say anything lest she displease anyone. Opening her eyes slowly she looked up at the building. Ohtori Academy, her school. She had no problem with the school itself, but every time she saw one of the Student Council Members she felt like the school walls were really walls of a cell that she was destined to be locked in forever. Shaking her head she entered the building and was watched by the students as she walked down the halls. Being stared at like that wasn't anything new to her and neither was... SMACK! Anthy fell to the floor a second after the palm struck her face. Putting a hand to her cheek to stop the stinging she looked up to see who had smacked her. "Sa- Saionji?" she gasped. Kyouichi Saionji stood before her, looking down at her angrily. Anthy stood up slowly, wondering what was going on. "Why did you interrupt the duel?" he asked in a hasty tone. Fear ran down Anthy's spine as she heard his words. Why...why...why had she interrupted it? Her thoughts went back suddenly to the night before
The night before..
"Grant me the power to bring the world revolution!" Utena Tenjou yelled after pulling the Sword of Dios from Anthy's chest. It was another duel, something Anthy had become well accustomed to. Standing away from the duelists she looked at them for a moment. Saionji stood opposite of Utena, a mint green rose sticking out of his shirt. He held his sword ready, but Anthy knew that he would probably lose against Utena again, for the third time. Utena stood calmly holding the Sword of Dios, a white rose sticking out from her jacket. Even though I know you will win, I wish you luck, Anthy thought, looking at Utena. For the time being, Utena was her master, her owner. Dizziness swept through Anthy's body and she had to sit on the ground to stop from fainting. Letting her attention wander back to the duelists in front of her she realized they had begun fighting. "Don't think that you can defeat me again. I will not be deprived of what is rightfully mine!" Saionji said as he dove at Utena. Utena jumped back some to avoid his sword and lashed out with her own. Suddenly Utena stopped moving and stood still, staring blankly past Saionji. Seeing it as a chance, Saionji drew his arm up to slash the rose from Utena's chest. Anthy watched everything in slow motion as sudden thoughts ran through her mind. Saionji my master again...ChuChu...Miss Utena...then what happened next was something that Anthy herself did not expect to do. She was running towards the duelists as Saionji was moving his arm, and before he could cut the rose Anthy was in front of Utena. "STOP!" she yelled
A tear ran down her face as she looked at Saionji standing in front of her in the hallway. "I...something was wrong with her. It would not have been fair for you to defeat her in such a way." she managed to say. Saionji raised his arm to smack her again, but a slender hand grabbed it from behind. Utena was standing behind him. "Leave Himemiya alone." she said and let his arm go. Saionji lowered his arm and turned to Utena. "We will duel another time...and next time... there had better not be any interruptions." he said casting a glance at Anthy, and then he walked away
"Himemiya, why did you stop him? It was a duel. You know that you are not supposed to interfere with a duel. You put yourself in danger." Utena said. She was sitting across from Anthy at a table, playing with ChuChu. " Chu! Chu Chu!" the little monkey-mouse squeaked. Anthy smiled at ChuChu then closed her eyes for a moment. "Because... if he had defeat you. Then what would ChuChu be doing right now? ChuChu likes having you around Miss Utena." she said, even though that wasn't the only reason. Security. Even though she did not like being treated like a possession, Anthy felt secure with Utena. But Utena after all was the only duelist who did not really treat her like she was something instead of someone. Utena picked up ChuChu and looked at the creature. "I suppose you are right, but I heard you talking to Saionji. Something was wrong with me... but I don't know what. It was like..." she stopped talking for a moment and sighed, "It was like I was frozen." Silence fell over the two for minutes after Utena had explained. "Miss Utena...what if it happens again? What if you lose the duel and Saionji...or someone else wins?" Anthy asked, her voice wavering. Utena looked Anthy straight in the eyes, "I don't know."
She was standing in a garden full of roses. "Chose the color that will represent the next champion." A voice told her. Anthy whirled around to see who had said it but no one was there. "I…" she whispered. A cold wind blew the roses up and into her face. She screamed in terror as the thorns cut into her skin. "No, please! No!" But she could barely even hear herself because of the noise that the wind was making as more and more roses came at her. Sitting up in bed Anthy looked out the window at the night sky. It was full of stars that were shinning brilliantly, full of life. A cold chill ran down her spine when she looked at the dark room that she was in. Shadows seemed to be reaching out to her, wanting to drag her into the shadowy world to which they belonged. The world of sorrow and silence that she had begun to realize would be her home soon enough if she did not do something. But she could not do anything, she could not... Looking down at her hands she saw a ring on her finger. A lavender rose signet was glowing in the light of the moon, filling her with a slight hope. Maybe she could do something.