Mai-HiME Fan Fiction ❯ Mai-HiME: A Letter for You ❯ Hold On ( Chapter 7 )
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By: ArcaJeth 
Anime/Manga: Mai-HiME Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Angst | Type: Shoujo-ai | Uploaded On: 08.27.2006 | Updated On: 08.27.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 434 | Visits: 336 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Mai-HiME Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Angst | Type: Shoujo-ai | Uploaded On: 08.27.2006 | Updated On: 08.27.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 434 | Visits: 336 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: Mai-HiME/My HiME, and all associated characters are the
property of Sunrise. This is a work of parody and no profit has been
made from it.
Mai-HiME: A Letter for You
Part 7: Hold On
FROM THE PERSONAL JOURNAL OF KIKUKAWA YUKINO:
10/15: Mikoto took me to a tiny restaurant she found last night. It
was a family-owned place that was little more than kitchen with a
couple of tables squeezed in.
In the dim candle light, I finally figured out what was so different
about Mikoto. This cheerful, energetic girl I once knew had been
muted. The light in her golden eyes had been dimmed by the cares
of the adult world. In other words, she'd found that one truth all
adults must face:
Sometimes, no matter how hard you work, or how fervently you pray,
you can't have what you really want.
10/22: I haven't met with Mikoto in a week. Our schedules
didn't match up; her with a term paper due and me with a deadline.
No. That's a lie. We were afraid. That night at the restaurant, I
touched a deep and still bleeding wound inside Mikoto, as she did
in me. Two people, surrounded by humanity yet utterly alone find
one another. The odds are almost astronomical.
But what was truly frightening, what absolutely terrified us is that
our bond is strengthening. Mikoto makes me feel like it's okay to
love again. I think I do the same for her. But is that really such
a good thing? What of those we both loved and lost? Are we allowed to
find happiness without them?
10/25: I saw Mikoto again last night. We shared dinner and lounged
while at my flat. We talked of simple things, work and school. We
spoke of anything but what we were feeling. We wanted to draw closer
but were afraid to. What would happen to our friendship? What about
our unrequited loves?
I finally told Mikoto my fears, and she admitted that she'd been
thinking the same.
"It's like we were on a ship and were thrown overboard," she told me.
"We're miles from land and there’s a huge storm coming. There's only
one thing we can do to survive. Hold on."
Last night, I took Mikoto to my bed.
property of Sunrise. This is a work of parody and no profit has been
made from it.
Mai-HiME: A Letter for You
Part 7: Hold On
FROM THE PERSONAL JOURNAL OF KIKUKAWA YUKINO:
10/15: Mikoto took me to a tiny restaurant she found last night. It
was a family-owned place that was little more than kitchen with a
couple of tables squeezed in.
In the dim candle light, I finally figured out what was so different
about Mikoto. This cheerful, energetic girl I once knew had been
muted. The light in her golden eyes had been dimmed by the cares
of the adult world. In other words, she'd found that one truth all
adults must face:
Sometimes, no matter how hard you work, or how fervently you pray,
you can't have what you really want.
10/22: I haven't met with Mikoto in a week. Our schedules
didn't match up; her with a term paper due and me with a deadline.
No. That's a lie. We were afraid. That night at the restaurant, I
touched a deep and still bleeding wound inside Mikoto, as she did
in me. Two people, surrounded by humanity yet utterly alone find
one another. The odds are almost astronomical.
But what was truly frightening, what absolutely terrified us is that
our bond is strengthening. Mikoto makes me feel like it's okay to
love again. I think I do the same for her. But is that really such
a good thing? What of those we both loved and lost? Are we allowed to
find happiness without them?
10/25: I saw Mikoto again last night. We shared dinner and lounged
while at my flat. We talked of simple things, work and school. We
spoke of anything but what we were feeling. We wanted to draw closer
but were afraid to. What would happen to our friendship? What about
our unrequited loves?
I finally told Mikoto my fears, and she admitted that she'd been
thinking the same.
"It's like we were on a ship and were thrown overboard," she told me.
"We're miles from land and there’s a huge storm coming. There's only
one thing we can do to survive. Hold on."
Last night, I took Mikoto to my bed.