A Munto Fanfiction: Infatuated © RedWingedAngel002
Disclaimer: Munto; Sora Miageru Shōjo no Hitomi ni Utsuru Sekai © Kyoto Animation; Yoshiji Kigami and Tomoe Aratani
Genre: Adventure, Fantasy, Friendship, and Romance
Summary: In every sense, I am aware of you… MxY.

A/N: So, I've decided to write out all the scenes where they converse with one another, at least, for the two OVA's. I won't do every second for the last movie, since they have so many conversations, but will definitely have the fluffy parts
This scene description may sound very similar to the one I wrote in chapter six of Waiting For You, since it is a remake, but obviously in Yumemi's POV.

Song: Eyes On Fire by: Blue Foundation

Japanese Index:
-sama: Honorific: The respectful equivalent of -san; -sama is primarily in addressing persons of much higher rank: Lord, Lady

"Talking."
'Thinking.'
Memories/Flashbacks.

Chapter 2: Prideful Introductions

The descending sun painted the summer sky royal blues and purple, creating a watercolor of possibilities within the rising moon. The echo of footsteps shattered their thoughtful silence.

"Suzume's hand, huh? My hand is bigger than a guy's," she heard Ichiko murmur. Her peripheral vision caught the tomboy raise her right palm in comparison. "What guy would want to hold my hand?"

Yumemi continued to watch her feet with a crescent smile. However, there was that feeling again; that daunting presence, his burning gaze on her.

Luster green widened, features morphing into a mixed expression of surprise and awe. A small gasp emitted from her gaping lips.

Ichiko seemed to notice this and paused her stride to peer at the girl. "Yumemi, what's wro—"

Suddenly, the blonde cried out in surprise and was knocked off her feet by the powerful force of ancient magic. The loud explosion of debris and smoke followed suit once again.

Rain… There it was again, and some strange, sweet tang in the air. *1

She noticed that the cement was cool against the sweating palms of her attenuate hands.

"I finally got through," she then heard a familiar male voice mutter to himself. The soft rumble of thunder harmonized with his booming voice. "There is no time left. Daughter of the Earth, lend me your power."

Yumemi finally opened her lids and stared at the Magical King in wonder.

She took the time to really observe the arrogant man before her: Orange, like the sunset, which painted the skies behind him, mixed with the flutter of his wild firelocks and maroon cape. The girl assumed that he adored the vibrant color, for his fitted pants and exposing top were clad in red. An emerald, clasped within the silver belt of his, contrasted against the bright shade.

His ears were odd, pointed at the ends, elf-like, while his eyes were smoldering bullion.

She was drawn in. They would not permit her to break the heated contact.

"Girl, what is your name?" he demanded.

She paused, with a snapping blink of her reverie. The blonde answered in a broken reply, voice small and timid, "Yu-me-mi…"

The smoke finally dispersed, revealing a mirrored image of herself, alongside the elfin man. The skies, there, were blue as she had viewed previously. The image of it all was beautiful…

"Yumemi," Munto tested her name with the palate of his mouth. "Alright then, listen carefully. The almighty Akuto energy in my world is drying up. We are in danger of total devastation. In order to divert this danger, I need your power!" his steady voice rose in desperation.

Yumemi swallowed, while her expression then changed to a guarded one. "Who are you?"

The disgruntled king did not seem to appreciate her tone and locked his jaw in prideful frustration. "Address me as Munto-sama, not 'you!'"

She would have laughed at the claim, if she were not so shaken by his smothering presence.

"There is no time," he repeated. His voice softened at tad, but still held its harsh edge. "You have already seen it—" he was referring to her dreams, "the Heavens are falling, and will turn the Lower World into a land of death. If you do not lend me your power, both the Heavens and your world will perish!"

Wide, green irises drew into themselves. This was just another one of her crazy visions again.

'But they are never like this. Never…' her conscious whispered in a taunt.

"Is this the dream I always have?" Yumemi inquired softly to herself.

"No!" he reprimanded. She looked up to find his face reveal a dark snarl at his lip. "This is not a drea—"

However, suddenly, her friend replaced his furious visage. Ichiko grasped her petite shoulders and shaking her firmly. "Yumemi!"

"Ah!" the blonde cried. Her heart was beating so fast…!

"Yumemi, get a grip of yourself!" The tomboy got close to her face, grounding her with a hard look.

Now she was so confused… What…?

"Huh?"

"What do you mean, 'huh?' Jeez…" she heard Ichiko sigh and then pressed, "I'm worried about Suzume, but I'm also worried about you too, you know!" squeezing her shoulders in emphasis.

It was then that his name first brushed against her lips, the tone airy and full of wonder, "Munto…"

A/N: Yep, these are gonna be short, but fun! We've got up to two pages this time! Yay~! I was gonna extend it, but decided not to. XD AKA: was being lazy.
I'm probably gonna make a screen-cap for this scene, too, since it's my most favorite 'visit' between the five (in the first OVA.) :D

—Ari [10.17.11]

*1: Just to put it out there, I always describe magic to be sweet smelling. I'm not sure why, but that's how I imagine it. XD