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jikan_network2021-02-02 01:15 pm
weedlikespirit) wrote in jikan_network2021-02-02 01:15 pm
un: shiemi | forward dated to 2/2
Hello! My name is Shiemi Moriyama and I have a question.
Has anyone suddenly remembered anything weird?
Has anyone suddenly remembered anything weird?
un: snowman
oh.
Yes. That's a yes.]
Shiemi-san. Where are you? I'll meet you there so we can talk in person.
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She should probably reply.
It's been
three whole minutesforever she read his message. ]Okay.
[ Is it okay? What if he remembers and thinks she's weird?? ]
I'm at my house in Little Edo. I can send you the address.
[ Wait, should they talk here? Alone?? She's already hit send. ]
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Thank you.
[They shouldn't talk about... about...
cordis on the network. About how absolutely embarrassing Yukio acted.
And there's no way to know what she remembers, where she was before. There's no way there's only one world like the one he remembers being in before he was here.]
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Yuki-chan (my Yuki-chan, her brain corrects, and Shiemi nearly goes down again) replied, so that means he remembers, doesn't it? But.. what, exactly?
There's Cordis and S.. Sanguis and there's... more. There's a lot more and she winds up sitting in the garden. Her cheeks are burning and her chest aches and her head is starting to spin. ]
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And there she is, looking kind of overwhelmed in that bright red, stalled out way she gets sometimes and it gets a little smile from him, even though he feels just as overwhelmed as she looks.]
Shiemi-san, are you... [and then he sees what's in her hand and his own cheeks flare as red as hers] all right...
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Y-Yuki-chan! I --
[ She's following his gaze to the collar in her hand. Is it possible to be any redder than she is? It is. That red spreads across the rest of her face, ears. ]
U-um! Th-that is, I-I, um...!
[ The bell rings and she snaps her gaze up at him. ]
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I think it's.... um. safe to say we remember the same "weird" thing.
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Does he think she's weird now?? ]
Um, y-yes. I... only just remembered it today when I found it in the garden.
[ It, the collar she'd put on him. Her face is so hot right now. ]
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How much do you remember? [Please don't say everything, because he's been having more and more stuff coming up in his memory as he walked over, and the thought of Shiemi remembering all of that is too much to handle.]
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[ She nods emphatically in response to his first question, pointing at the particular plant off which she'd found it hanging, but then he asks her that and she finds herself pausing, blinking as she recalls something else. Like, her back on his bed, Yuki-chan suddenly above her, on top of her -- ]
Y-Yuki-chan, you...
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He did so many things, all of them embarrassing, all of them filtering back in fast and too much.
He bows, sudden and apologetic and deeply.]
Shiemi-san, I'm so sorry. [HE DID SO MANY THINGS]
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She should be the one apologizing. She should, but at the same time, there's a stubborn, heavy question fired in retort in her own voice. Why should she apologize? He's her Yuki-chan and so, why is he...? ]
Why are you apologizing, Yuki-chan?
[ The question is out of her mouth before she can catch up with it. If he's apologizing, then... ]
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I did so many really weird things, and you had to deal with that. [But some part of him, some part that got too used to cordis, to the moon in his head, that part is saying why apologize? Why apologize for doing whatever you wanted?]
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I didn't mind.
[ She hadn't. She didn't and she... shouldn't have said that. She probably really shouldn't have said that. She should've apologized, but every time she thinks of it, that question gets a little louder, stronger. Why? ]
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He looks at her, face burning. She didn't mind. She's stand there, red and holding that collar in her hand and she says I didn't mind even though that means so many things.]
I... didn't mind either. [He says, after a too-long moment. He didn't mind it either, any of what happened with her.]
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Didn't they? Just now -- ]
R-really?
[ -- her voice is just a little smaller than she means it to be. ]
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Because I-- [oh. oh no. no he can't say this, not when he's spent almost as long as he's known her keeping this secret held close to his chest, not when he knows she's liked Rin, that Rin likes her, that she's the only person who's ever really been his friend and he can't risk that with one unwise confession.
But this... he's standing here, after everything, and she's looking up at him in a way that makes him feel like he has to say something.]
I like you, Shiemi-san.
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[ She says it with certainty and so much affection the words themselves might burst. She doesn't think twice about how he might mean that because, to her, it's obvious. ]
I like you a lot. You're my friend and I'm glad it was you.
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and she continues, just as bright and kind and it hurts worse that way, worse than if she turned him away on purpose.
There's a moment when he stares, shocked into silence. That's it, that's all, he said I like you and if she really liked him the same way she wouldn't assume he meant I like you as my friend. He should give up, he should just accept that this is what his life is going to be like.
But he doesn't want to, he's selfish, he wants things he can't have, says things he shouldn't and ruins everything, so why should he stop now, why should he just give up before making sure she knows exactly where he really stands on this issue. He's so tired of keeping everything shoved down inside him.]
Shiemi-san. [He says, with something like a smile, something tired and worn down.]
I didn't mean-- I didn't just mean that I like you as my friend.
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[ He didn't mean... as a friend? Then, if he didn't mean that he liked her as a friend, then he means -- ]
2/???
3/3
[ As what? Is he actually saying what she thinks he might be saying?? That he likes her as... more than a friend? ]
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I do, I like you. A lot.
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She isn't entirely sure what this is, this feeling that runs in time with that sudden, persistent exclamation. That's my Yuki-chan, it exclaims, as surely as though Sanguis were in the sky overhead, as though it was the most natural... agreement? In the world.
Is this Sanguis somehow? In Lunatia, she'd been mostly certain it was, but this isn't Prismatica and there's no red moon over their heads here. The troubles of Assiah aren't here either, just... her and her Yuki-chan and what does she do with all this? Her feelings and Yuki-chan's, too -- and he's standing there, with that expression on his face --
Her eyes drop to the collar she grips in her hand for a quiet moment, then, wordlessly, she stands up and steps toward him, taking a deep breath. ]
Yuki-chan, lean down.
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So he leans down, and--
he really wants to kiss her. He doesn't.]
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