If Only the Fairytale: Chapter Nine
Shizuru didn't know what to think when she was told that Natsuki had passed out during class. She wasn't even really sure how she'd gotten to the infirmary. Obviously she had run there, something that probably left her fan club shocked, but it was such a blur. One moment she was in class, and the next she was by Natsuki's side.
Natsuki hadn't looked too well that morning, but she certainly hadn't thought that her girlfriend was that sick.
She slid her hand into Natsuki's, grasping the girl's hand and willing for her to get better. "Sagisawa-sensei, is she okay?"
Youko sighed and turned to the brunette. "I'm exactly sure what's wrong with her."
"What….What do you mean?"
"My best guess is the flu. It's been going around lately, so it's possible that that is what Natsuki has."
"Natsuki should know better than pretend she's not sick."
Youko smiled, "That she should. Hopefully she'll wake up soon and then you'll be able to lecture her all you want."
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Midori nervously glanced around. Something seemed off somehow, though everything looked perfectly fine. She wasn't too worried, her element was only a summon away from her if she needed it.
Her hands clasped protectively around the papers she held. It was vital that she made it back to Fuuka Academy with them intact.
She felt a shiver run through her body.
Someone was behind her.
Midori turned around.
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She watched the girl, wishing that she'd remember. It was torment. She could see her, watch her, speak to her, and yet the girl had no idea who she was.
The redhead was currently doing what she normally did, nothing. It seemed that now that the girl had stopped preying on young men, she did nothing with her time except feed her jealousy.
Nao had nothing to be jealous of, Sakuya could guarantee that.
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The minute after Mai picked up the phone, Mikoto knew that their date wasn't going to happen. The look on Mai's face confirmed it. Something had happened and now Mai wouldn't be able to go out with her tomorrow.
It was wrong of her to feel that way, to be angry at the other person, but she couldn't help it, whoever it was, was going to ruin her day with Mai.
Mai placed the phone down. "That was Fujino-san. Natsuki fainted earlier today, so I'm going to head over to the nurse's to see if I can help with anything."
Mikoto liked Natsuki. Mikoto liked Shizuru. That made it even harder for her to be angry at the two. But why couldn't Natsuki have waited another day to get sick? Or better yet, why had she let herself get sick at all?
The redhead glanced at Mikoto. "Will you be okay by yourself for a few hours?"
That made Mikoto angry. She was not a child. She didn't need people to baby-sit her; she was perfectly capable of looking after herself.
She wasn't a child after all.
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Akane blushed at Kazuya as he finished his request. It was…wow. He looked so sheepish waiting for her response.
She smiled, "Yes."
He slipped the ring onto her finger.
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"How is she?"
Shizuru managed a weak smile as Mai entered the room. "No improvement yet. Sagisawa-sensei says that if she doesn't wake up by tomorrow she'll take her to the hospital."
The redhead nodded, "Though we both know she's more than capable of handling a sick or injured person."
Shizuru agreed. Sagisawa-sensei had enough experience to be working at an actual hospital and was overly qualified to be just a school nurse. It also made her slightly more confident about Natsuki being in the woman's care and not at a hospital.
"Any idea what it is?"
"Sensei said possibly the flu." A pause. "She also said that it doesn't seem like Natsuki's been eating, so…"
"We're gonna have to give her a good talking to about her eating habits."
The brunette nodded, "That we are."
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"We don't have much time," the woman said to her. She felt herself blush under the woman's gaze.
"I know," she heard herself respond. She knew she was staring…or maybe she wasn't. The woman was beautiful. She blushed again, she was sure of it.
"I wish there was another way," the raven-haired beauty replied.
Her body was moving on its own. It wasn't her; she was only an observer; she didn't belong there. "Seran," she heard herself murmur.
The other woman embraced her and she felt at peace. Her head tilted toward the other woman and their lips met.
Mai gasped, sitting up in bed. That dream….She managed to calm herself, control her breathing. That dream had been…so intense.
It was different from the dreams where the woman spoke to her. In these she was merely an observer. She had no control over what she did or said.
So what she felt in the dream, was that the woman or her?
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There was a cough, and then a sigh. Natsuki's eyes slowly fluttered open.