Title: Then I Run
Pairing: Mimari
Based on: Mew – Then I Run
Notes: A bit odd, this one, but I still like it. A great band, a nice song and a bit of a surreal feel to the drabble. Enjoy.
Mimi's dreams have always been vivid and intense. Her basic senses are heightened, and others are awakened from where they lie dormant during the daylight hours. Feelings and emotions become real, tangible things. Sights mingle with sounds, smells merge with tastes and touches, everything blends into a single entity with a clarity that simply does not exist when the conscious mind is working.
As she sleeps now, covers kicked away and tangled around her ankles, a dull glow from a streetlight outside illuminating the faded pink dye in her hair, she can hear Hikari standing beside her. The stars are out and the sun is shining with an impossible brilliance. The air around them clears although Mimi can still smell the fog, and Hikari isn't there.
She stirs in her sleep, her brow furrowing slightly and her head turning in the direction of the window.
Then she can taste Hikari smiling, and she knows she's there. She just needs to look. So she does, the clouds parting before her without hesitation and water changing route to grant her safe passage. The taste is stronger now, and the sound of Hikari's innocence drives her forward. Her pace picks up when she feels laughter, pure as snow, and then she is running, running towards the sound and the scent and the happiness.
Hikari is there; she has to be there. Mimi's toes curl around the thin bed sheet and her next breath is a gasp.
Now Hikari is nowhere, and Mimi is left with the ring of a smile in her ears and the taste of laughter lingering on her lips. She cannot see her, and can no longer sense her. The almost peaceful tension from before is replaced with a nauseating fear, so instead of stopping she runs faster. She shifts more violently this time but still does not awaken; there remains a chance that she'll find her. And no matter how frighteningly small the chance, it's better than the reality of opening her eyes to see nothing but the cold and empty space beside her.