I don't own Hanazuki: Full of Treasures.


The Moonflower passes through the sparkling, bright orange barrier, a smile on her face. It felt comfortable and inviting to her as she enters this new part of her subconscious.

She finds herself in an incredibly strange place. It looked a bit like her moon, but the colors were inverted around and the rivers of rainbow goop were flowing backwards instead of forward. She gazes at it in awe.

"It's really something else around here, isn't it?" chirped a friendly little voice from behind Hanazuki, perhaps a bit deeper than Red's voice, causing the Moonflower to jump and look behind her. "Hi, Hanazuki! I just swallowed a rock!"

"Orange Hemka!" she squeals, before correcting herself, "I mean... you're my wackiness, right...?" Clearly.

"Yep!" The Hemka beams, swinging back and forth by his ears from the looping branches of a matching Treasure Tree, "Because your Orange Hemka represents me the best! But because this is my form, you can just call me Orange. Makes things a whole lot simpler, right?" He jumps down from the tree, Hanazuki sitting on her knees to stay at his level.

"Do you know Red- I mean, Feisty?" she asks him, eliciting a little giggle from him.

"Of course. All of us emotions work together, though some of us don't get along very well," he chuckles nervously, changing the subject before Hanazuki can question that statement.

"Believe it or not, this is still your moon, Hanazuki," Orange says calmly, "perhaps from another point of view, or just using your imagination to change what you see. Or maybe you're hallucinating because enchanted tacos are using mind control on you! I dunno."

"Um... My... imagination is doing this to the moon? ... Should I stop it? How do I-" the Moonflower starts, but her emotion simply bursts into laughter.

"You don't have to stop it. It isn't a bad thing. It's super duper fun! You can think of the craziest things you want while you're here. That's why I'm here, silly! Dinosaurs are made of macaroni!" He bounces up and down playfully.

"Oh... I see," Hanazuki murmurs warily, stifling a laugh at Orange's completely random false statements. "Are you sure? I can do whatever I want?"

"Yeah! Don't be concerned. Letting your imagination go wild is the best way to remind you about those crazy feelings that you're having trouble remembering because of that despair. For example," the Hemka starts a demonstration, "I'm imagining a..."

A jar of mayonnaise appears. Both the Hemka and the Moonflower are deeply confused.

"What's that?" Hanazuki inquires.

Her wackiness squints to read the jar's label.

"Mayo-nai-say," he mutters aloud, clearly pronouncing it wrong, but smiling and shrugging and making the jar vanish. "Now you try. It doesn't have to make sense. Just have fun with it."

"Okay," the Moonflower replies, sitting down on the soft ground, looking around at the even crazier version of her moon and closing her eyes. Something little to start with, to check if this would actually work for her.

"I'm imagining... a meteor shower, in a sky full of stars."

A brilliant light shimmers above them. Multicolored sparks appear and disappear in the glittering night sky.

Hanazuki looks up at it, and then down to Orange, giggling at how enthralled he was by the lights, resting him in her lap.

"That's really beautiful..."

They watch for a few moments in awe before Hanazuki continues.

"Now, there's... um..." Her emotion's attention bolts straight back to her, a wide smile on his fuzzy face. She smiles down at him.

"Ha! I know! ...Now I have wings!"

The Moonflower looks behind her to find a pair of white butterfly-esque wings on her back, decorated with pretty lunar patterns.

"Cool...!"

With Orange in her arms, she lightly hovers off of the ground, before taking off at a high speed, soaring around the stars, laughing to herself.

"This is amazing! It's totally crazy!"

She doesn't even notice her highlights starting to glow bright orange, along with the emotion himself, with all the fun she's having.

"Hanazuuuukiii, look!" Orange calls to her in a singsong voice after letting her enjoy herself for a few more minutes.

The Moonflower lands back on the ground as the kooky landscape fades back into a foggy grey void, just like the one Red had brought her to. She gasps, smiling at her glowing bracelet.

"Yes! That's another emotion surpassing despair!" She does a little happy dance before her color fades back to white, Orange Hemka stopped glowing as well.

"Amazing, Hanazuki!" He beams, hugging her tightly, "that was better than the time I saw a potato in the shape of a narwhal!"

The embrace makes Hanazuki feel mildly homesick, remembering falling asleep while hugging the real Orange Hemka.

A sunshiny yellow doorway appears in front of the two. Orange hops down from the Moonflower's arms, smiling sadly.

"I'm afraid it is time for the two of us to part now. But don't worry! I'm your emotion, too, so I actually won't be apart from you at all!"

"Thank you, Orange," Hanazuki kisses the Hemka on the forehead just as she did with Red before, smirking at his adorable mesmerized reaction, "that was awesome. I actually got to fly! That was so cool!"

She presses one hand against the warm yellow door in front of her.

"Next one is happiness, huh?"

"Don't worry," Orange tilts his head sweetly, "you'll love that one, too. Good luck!"

Hanazuki chuckles. This was actually pretty nice so far.

"Thank you."

"And always remember that you are the only one who can stop your despair. And you can do it!"

The Moonflower almost didn't want to leave, but the next Emotion was waiting for her and her time here was done.

"I'll remember that," she beams as she steps through the shining yellow door to meet her actual happiness.

Orange waves goodbye to her just as Red did, vanishing out of her sight as the new area seals her within its boundaries.

Like the emotion that controlled it, the area was bright and uplifted her spirits just looking around the place.

It felt like home, but deep down, she knew it wasn't.


twas the weirdest chapter I ever wrote