Title: Winter Day
Author: Amm (SoulSeeker)
Pairing: Awayuki Mawata/Sasame
Fandom: Prétear
Theme: #12—in a good mood
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Prétear. I just play 'Barbie' with them, because god knows they're a lot more fun than real Barbies.
Summary: Even when she's lost him, he makes her smile.
It was a cold day that chilled you down to the bone; a colder day than most, especially considering the warm season you've been having so far. You didn't believe the weatherman when he said the temperatures would plummet—and now you wish you had.
How did you get out here?
You remember stepping outside into the wind; the calm, cold face of winter greets you with a kiss that freezes your entire face. You try to ignore frosty-like feeling that is running down your spine like ants, and as you walk, you let your short turquoise hair fall in waves across your face, in hopes of maybe warming it. Where you're going, you aren't exactly sure. But anything was better than being caged in your mansion of a house.
As you walk, pulling your coat ever tighter around your body, you hear the sound of a bell in the distance. The bell of a store; you recognize it. It sounds every time someone enters or leaves, and as you walk past, you are quickly lured in by the smell of hot chocolate, mixed with the smell of coffee and delicious marshmallows—whipped cream. Your lips curl slightly in an attempt to smile; you're happy to find such wonderful familiarity in this simple place, and you walk up to the counter right away to order your usual—hot chocolate with marshmallows.
Why did you suddenly come out without telling anybody?
You ponder the thought, thinking of all the children you left back at the home—Hajime, Mannen, Shin. Vaguely you remember promising them a cake; but was it a dream?
Everything seems like a dream now; troubles are over.
When will you be able to smile again?
The clerk has to call your attention multiple times before you finally snap back from your fantasy and finally take the warm drink you ordered. You decide not to take up any more of the clerk's time, and quickly leave to find a seat, instead of ordering a snack like you originally planned. Suddenly, you hear it—it's above the crowd. You can pick it out anywhere:
"Mawata?"
Your knight in shining armor; with silver hair that seemingly glowed in the midst of the indoor environment. You freeze up, even with the steaming hot chocolate in your hands. Sasame is talking to you, you try to tell yourself. Answer!
But you see her with him: Takako. His love. They look so happy and perfect together, arm in arm—you try to convince yourself that you are happy for them, as you try to muster up the words to reply. As much as you are attempted to just run away, your manners take hold of you and nail your feet to the ground.
"Hi," is all that comes out of your mouth.
"I didn't know you were here," Sasame replies delightfully. "I thought you were back at the house with Hayate, Himeno and the others. Why don't you sit with us?"
A choice! A decision! Oh, how you hate decisions; but now one must be made. And a great deal of you wants to stay; be in his presence, even if it is still painful to see them together. But an even greater part of you wants nothing more than to leave. Right now—and never come back.
"Sorry," you finally reply, before you can really make up your mind, "I promised Shin, Mannen and Hajime that I'd bake them a cake. And I still haven't started."
Sasame looks disappointed at your reply—but you don't let it fool you. You know he wants to spend time with the one he truly loves; and you respect that. In fact, it feels like you're doing him a favor!
Takako smiles at you; a genuine smile that makes the room just that much brighter. "Well, that sounds great," she says encouragingly. "Sasame and I will definitely be back to try some! Won't we?" She looks at him expectantly, a shine in her eyes you've never quite seen before.
"Of course," he replies without question. "We'll see you there, okay?"
You nod and again attempt a smile before you step back out into the cold, this time to return to your house. The kids will be disappointed if they don't get their cake—what flavor did you promise them again?—and nowhere in your heart did you feel any desire to disappoint anyone. But suddenly—the moment you feel the wind against your face—you feel something pulling you, like a thread tugging at your very soul. Towards your house—towards where you belong. Everything is suddenly so clear; you know where to go. You know everything. And suddenly, your life has so much meaning.
You want to go back to your house; you want to face Himeno, Hayate, and you want to bake that cake.
An inexplicable good mood comes over you, and for the first time in what seems like months…
you smile.
Without questioning why, you give a new meaning to the phrase "dancing in the street" as you skip home; the birds sang louder, the sun shone brighter, and the cold gave way to heat. Everything was suddenly more colorful, and as you stepped into the gates of your mansion—seeing the pink hair of both your sisters, and the three child-Knights surrounding them—you finally feel happy.
Even when you've lost him for good, he makes you smile.
But instead of contemplating whether this is a good or bad thing, you head straight for the kitchen, greeting everyone along the way. They follow you, surround you—even get in your way as you try to finish your cake delight. You remember why you often got so frustrated with them—
And you wouldn't have it any other way.
A/N: So, this was just a random idea I got that I decided to try out a new point of view with. I'd been inspired by another fanfic I read earlier in the year, who also wrote in the second person, and I figure now was a good a time as any to try it. As always, thanks for reading--and hopefully I have enough fuel for these guys to keep going till #30!