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Chapter 8: If Nanami were a Mary-Sue

A/N: In case you didn't know, here is the dictionary definition of a Mary-Sue: the "Mary Sue" is judged a poorly developed character, too perfect and lacking in realism to be interesting. Thanks, Wiki! Now back to the story.

Nanami stuck a white talisman upon a sakura tree and watched as it gracefully bloomed pink flowers.

'Nanami!' a voice called gently.

The goddess turned elegantly, her pastel skirt billowing behind her as she smiled beautifully and allowed a gentle blush to permeate her fine features.

Her fox familiar emerged into sight and allowed his eyes to skate over her perfect complexion. The pink tint to her features was a perfect match: strawberries and cream.

'Y-yes?' she whispered, knowing no matter how hard she tried, this perfect man could never be hers. She was just a human. A frail, weak human.

As though in answer to her thoughts, Tomoe leaned in and embraced her, brushing her neck with his fingers as he stroked her hair.

Oh, this lustrous hair! How he had longed to twirl his fingers through those chocolaty locks. How he had wished to be the one to kiss her fears away.

Nanami allowed herself a brief enjoyment of the sensation before she gently pushed him away and ran, leaving only crystal tears in her wake. Her skirts danced behind her as she hurried prettily into the shrine. Her complexion pinkened with the effort of exercise and her hair billowed behind her in a silky ribbon of brown.

She reached the porch where she met her other familiar, Mizuki. Nanami panted gently, drawing attention to her moist lips.

Mizuki glanced at her questioningly, trying to hide his worthless longing, bury it away deeply. He knew Nanami only had eyes for Tomoe. There was no chance for him. It was as though she was the sun and he was just a lost star. Orbiting hopelessly around her, witnessing her bright and perfect anatomy shine like no other.

She was divine.

Hurriedly, Nanami wiped the tears from her eyes; she didn't want Mizuki to see her weakness. He didn't deserve this.

The familiar wrapped his arms around Nanami.

'It's okay to cry…' he whispered, 'but there's no reason to. You are perfect and beautiful and deserve so much more than a familiar can give you.'

Nanami looked up at him. Her eyelashes, thick and black without the need of makeup were blinking back water droplets as she forced down her tears bravely.

Suddenly, another sequence of heavy breathing mingled with hers as Tomoe joined her.

Stoically, Mizuki strode from the porch into the shrine.

Tomoe caught Nanami's hand and kissed it gracefully.

She blushed, allowing the rose colour to saturate into her cheeks and her familiar took it a step further, trailing kisses up her arms, her neck, her cheekbones…

'Don't ever think that you are hated; never think you are not respected. You are the land God, and I expect you to listen to people when we tell you that you are the centre of the universe.

Nanami's eyes pricked with tears as she allowed herself to be led under the sakura tree.

There, Tomoe caressed her face with kisses beneath the blooming flowers.

But not really, because Tomoe had a little more self-control than that.

And also because Nanami didn't 'hurry prettily' for anyone.

And finally because she wasn't as self-centred and petty as that.

You see, Nanami Momozono was a pretty average girl. Her hair was by no means 'a ribbon of brown', but more of a 'strand of beige', and the universe sure as hell didn't revolve around her. You see what she means about self-centred? It's not like the whole world literally waited hand and foot on her, and saying everyone else was insignificant in comparison is a bit of an exaggeration. If her looks were rated on a scale of one to ten, she'd be at an average grade of seven. Her intelligence would be even lower, scoring only around a five.

In actuality, she had a minimal amount of redeeming features, with only one thing she particularly excelled at.

Communication.

But that didn't mean the whole world revolved around her.

In Nanami's opinion, a lot of girls really needed to learn that.

A/N: Just my thoughts on the whole Mary Sue business. Nothing else to see here .3.

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