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 Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 5:12 pm
Yeah. I just realized we didn't have a section for writings... random or topical.
Here is my first page of a story I'm developing. Hope you enjoy....
I once was told by a wise man that to hypothesis is to second guess oneself, and that is to fail. I don’t really understand his logic. However, I try to follow his words. Now this same man was a freaking genius. Or something. Mad as a hatter, bat s**t insane. He thought he was a teapot, preparing himself for the great shattering, as he is knocked off the table. Told ya.
Anyway, he is not at all important to the story I tell. Yeah, my handwriting sucks. Yet I find myself writing this preface to my diary in the dreaded pen. Irrational thought processes went into creating this. Sorry if I’m rambling. I have so little time left, and I’m trying to introduce you into the story. Probably a preface wasn’t the best way, but since it is a diary that tells the tale, I really didn’t think it would need to have a beginning. Oddly enough, I write it in the third person, my actions by my name. I would tell you it, but I have no time. None at all. Hell, the main character isn’t even me. Argh. The pen is running out of ink. I’ll need to switch it.
Okay where was I. Right. The story. I have to be quick about it. We face the end of days. It’s my entire bloody fault. I wish that I could be forgiven, yet I can’t. Instead I must beat myself daily as my demise comes quicker closer. Damn, I’m starting to lose it. I make no sense, I have no strength left in my fingers. My head is exploding. By comparison, everything else is clear, clean. It was typed up, instead of being written by hand. It’s been two years since I last wrote in the book. I flip through it; relive my memories for the final time. My head… it hurts. I can’t see a thing. I must finish however. No mater matter how hard it is. I find that not only I wrote in the paes pages. Amber, Mike, Tim, Tom, Frankie… they all wrote in them. They ell all thell tell the tale. I guess this isn’t the story of one, but the story of many. It’s our gang, versus the forces that try to bring on the end of days. Nylad… another who fought bravely. Mike though, was the bravest. He fought through the lines of hell, trying to… oh you’ll read it eventually. My fingeis… fingers. I can’t feel them. My introduction must end here.
As I read it for the final time, I ask myself what happened if we had done something different. I hypothesis, I wonder I question. I remember the battle of Iotdepa. What happens if we do something different? A better or worse occurance occurrence than what happens? I don’t know.
I find myself weeping for the bloodshed of those who fought, my friends, allies, lovers. They all call out for me. I must oblige them. There is nothing else that forces me to stay on the mortal plane. Nothing but to send out my tale. So people are prepared for when the threat comes back. Back to destroy us all. Add to these pages…. Write more. Expand it. I face my final hour on this earth. Yet you will see many others reader. So please, learn from the tale of an old person. I may only be eighteen, yet my body says I’m ninety. I’m to lay with my love one last time… and go to sleep. The permanent sleep. Please. I beg of you, fight what is coming. We failed. You have to succeed. For Me. For Mike. For Amber. For the one’s you love.
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 8:59 pm
Here is the beginning of a SayoxAsakura fanfic I started to write. Her Pale Skin shines as eyes wander
wanting to see what she is
Her small hands are small, and cute.
She is my angel.
My invisible angel
No one else can see her.
No one else can see her.
Only I do.
But I am fine with that.
Since now I need not share her with anyone.
She is mine, and mine alone.
However, I only watch.
I love her so.
But I only watch.
I met her first, looking her up
I wondered who she was.
I had only seen a picture of her, but even then I knew
I knew I loved her so.
She never notices my stares, as my eyes wander her beauty
Even when she does
She smiles, as if she loves me to.
This unnatural love
This unnatural love
I wish for it to never end.
She is my angel.
My invisible angel
No one else can see her.
No one else can see her.
I wish I could hold her, hug her.
I want to gently caress her.
She died many many years ago
However, she is still my angel.
Mine, and mine alone.
I pass the beauty of every other woman
But only she occupies my heart.
And my thoughts
So we are both women.
But I love her so.
She is my angel.
My invisible angel
No one else can see her.
No one else can see her.
I love her so.
So innocent
So beautiful
Why do I love her so?
I love her.
She is my angel
My invisible angel.
To Sayo, My angel.
Asakura Kazumi Asakura finished writing her poem. Sayo…. She thought sadly to herself. Why couldn’t she show these feelings in real life? “Kazumi-san!” A voice called out, calling for her. She turned, and there was Asuna. “We need you for something!” The red head exclaimed. Letting herself get dragged off, Asakura accidentally let the paper in which she wrote her love fell to the ground. A curious little ghost picked it up. “As…” Say started to call out. However, she started to read the letter. Suddenly, she blushed. Not only that, she gasped.
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 9:56 am
A/N Here is Chapter Two. Please, as before R&R.
Yeah. Nothing really much to say here. So, I’ll just give you a link.
To what I want to say so much. http://media.photobucket.com/image/troll/jewelprince/DancingTroll.gif?o=17
CLICK IT!!!!!!!!!!
NOW!!!!
Okay. Done annoying you.
Time for Sayo’s response.
Again in Poem formMy dearest friend
Words alone cannot describe my feelings for you
Yet, when I see your hands, they remind me so
Of her hands, waiting for next November
However I fear mine cannot wait.
Instead I wish………….
I wish for our hands to be able to meet
I wish to touch you
I wish to be held by you, just like you hold your camera
You may call our love unnatural,
But for me it’s the most natural of them all.
Since I am the ghost
And you the reporter
I guess we are from that show on the tv.
No, I can’t remember the name
You call me your angel.
Your invisible angel, but I shake my head
And disagree
You are mine
I wish to hold your hand
I wish to touch your soft skin
I want to be held by you.
All because I love you so
I wish for you to call my name,
I wish for you to wake up every morning thinking about me
I wish to smile every time I see your face
Since you are amazing,
Just the way you are.
I want to be the first person you tell about your problems
I wish our hands could meet.
But I’m a ghost and you are not
No you are not
But I still love you so
Since if only you can see me
I can only see you.
Yes only you
I wish that your smile is always there
Not only for me, but for all of us
I wish that you are the one to notice me
I wish….
That you love me too. Sayo had her poem, written on paper. Odd wasn’t it? She couldn’t touch a human, but paper and pens were fine. She pouted a bit. She wished she could hold Asakura. She went over to Asakura’s desk to leave her poem, anonymous of course. She lacked the bravery to write it by herself. However, she never got the chance. Suddenly Asakura burst in. “SAYO-CHAN!” She shouted, trying to find the ghost. Of course, there was the ghost leaving the poem. Storming over Asakura took the poem, reading it. Smiling softly she looked up. “Sayo-Chan. I love you.” She told Sayo, taking her hand into the ghosts (or as much as she could) “I love you so much.” Sayo blushed then turned around. “Kazumi-Chan…. I, I. I……………” She started to stammer. END.. HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA I’m EVIL!!!
Next chapter is the last of them all.
Well, anyway. I’m bored.
However, it won’t be the end for me!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA
This, in fact, is only the first of the series of five. Five stories focusing around Five mahora couples. Hehehehehehe
They will be presented in this order
All of them in this format
Action
Reaction
End
The couples being focused on are
SayoxAsakura
KonokaxSetsuna
NodokaxNegi (YES A STRAIGHT COUPLE I KNOW SCARY!!!!)
KaedexMana (Back to normal)
And last two are a secret.
I don’t reveal their names until the very very end.
I’m just evil like that.
Oh, and there is a sixth one that I might do
ChisamexJack.
R&R and tell me if I should do ChisamexJack.
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 10:23 am
STOP STEALING MY IDEAS!!! THE SECRET ONE WAS MINE YOU FOOLISH FOOL!!!!
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 10:23 am
How would you know? It's secret.
NOW CRITIC IT DAMMIT!
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 10:26 am
GOOD BUT I KNOW YOU YOU IDEA STEALER!!!!
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 3:18 pm
Together. Forever. A/N. Well this is it.
The end. The end of the fanfic.
SayoxAsakura are one and for me done.
However they will always live on. Together. Forever.
Thank you for reading and reviewing.
Now to respond to the different people who took time to write a response
First however, I'd like to thank all of my readers. I write my stories for you.
To Negima Idiot: YES I AM! EVIL WILL RULE TODAY!
But thanks for the encouraging comments. I hope you do enjoy the rest of my stories.
Victor Petrenko: Well, thanks. I will be doing a JackxChisame fanfic soon. However, the result may surprise you.
Alatus Alchemist: Thanks. I hope you like my other works (already out there and to come) I promise to keep up the witty comments in the author notes.
Thank you all for reading.
Please, as always Read and Review.
That is the author's greatest joy to see that others liked what they said.
If you have any specific requests, just give me a quick message
Thank you all for reading.
Next I will post chapter five of Good Way to Die.
If you haven't read it, please do. Its quality sucks, but it will get better. Once I stop being too lazy to edit it.
Quick explanation though of how this one works
Asakura starts off one stanza, switches to Sayo response, then Sayo writes, with Asakura response, and so on.
God I promised myself I wouldn't but… *starts to cry* read please.Together. Forever.
When my hand brushes yours
My heart skips a beat.
I fear what you would say…
Say if I told you how I feel.
Because you are my Angel, my invisible Angel
I wish you would notice me.
Notice how I look at you.
Once our hands meet, they quickly fall apart
I wish you would love me
Love me the way I felt about you.
I wish
That you would love me too
I remember that night.
The night where our hearts came together.
I remember the tears that we shed.
I remember the pain that we felt.
Yet I remember the joy that spread into us.
I wish you would remember that too.
I remember the night when my angel came to me.
I remember the feelings that occurred when the words
'I love you' slipped out.
Scared, anguish took me.
I did, I did love you so.
My angel, my invisible angel
I wish you would
My angel, invisible angel
Love me too.
Yet imagine our surprise.
When she said… I love you to.
So that's us.
Together forever. Asakura placed her finishing touches on the poem. Her, no, their poem. She looked up at the ghost she loved so much. Sayo had the smile on her face, the smile that she reserved for only Asakura. Only Asakura had seen that smile for the past six months. It was her special smile. Asakura had often wondered what would have happened if she hadn't noticed the poem had dropped, or if she hadn't chased after Sayo that day. But….. she was with the one being she loved more than herself. And she didn't care one bit. "Kazumi?" Sayo asked Asakura, smiling. "What Sayo?" Asakura asked, adding the finishing touches for their poems to be published in the school newspaper. "Will we be together still in sixty years?" Asakura stopped what she was doing. Smiling at the ghost's pure innocence, and heartwarming love, she turned, ready to give her answer. "Even though we can't touch, or kiss, or have any relationship past what we feel in our hearts, we will. And mark my words. We will always be together. Even death can take us apart." She kissed where the Ghost's lips would have been. If she had any. However the symbolism was not lost on Sayo, who blushed at that gesture. "Yes… together forever." Asakura smiled. "Of course My angel. My…. Visible angel" Wanted to end on one last note.
Just because I did this story, does not mean that I won't do a more in-depth SayoxAsakura in the future. Just now, I can't think of any storyline that I could write that would top this.
I personally loved this story. And I like the twist at the end with my visible angel.
However, it is still the most heart wrenching thing for me to end it here. Why couldn't Sayo come back to life?
This question will haunt me, as I wonder if I should have done so (as has many great fan-fics)
My answer is as follows: It wouldn't have the same meaning of the pureness of their love if Sayo had come back to life.
It's the fact that they could still love each other despite the obvious obstacles that drew me to love their pairing.
The fact they could overcome all obstacles made it heartwarming.
Not that I disapprove of other relationships. In fact my favorite Negima pairing is SetsunaxKonoka.
But SayoxAsakura is so much more intriguing and fun to write.
Which is why, in my humble opinion, that Sayo and Asakura are
Together forever.
Till next time.
The end.
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Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2011 11:29 am
Hey. Guess who is back. With another Three-Parter.
This time it focuses on… NONE OTHER THEN OUR FAVORITE YURI PAIR!
If you don't know who it is, I will call you a failure.
Got it?
KonoSetsu of COURSE!
Failure for not getting it.
Setsuna… something something something, blah blah blah. She loves Konoka, blahy blahy blahy.
Konoka Loves her back, yawn… blah blah blah.
This story is told from the perspective of the card player.
Locked in an eternal card game with Death itself, he tells the story of the two who love each other so much, two he knew so long ago.
He compares their love in terms of a card game. Failures between them are represented by clubs, successes, well… you know.
This all the while he plays his game.
It's up to you to decide if the card player wins or loses. The final cards are a royal flush, of Hearts.
R&R like always. No hatas though. Because you don't want me to go Rambo on yo asses.
Hope you Enjoy!The cigarette spread ash over the table, as the card player dealt once more. How long had they been at this? Could have been one minute, maybe a day, perhaps a week, might be a month, or a year. What about a decade, a life time, a century, a millennium. Didn't matter. They were the last two on the table. He and death, in a battle of wills. Grinning, he opened his mouth to speak for the first time in the game. His voice, raspy from smoke and dry from not drinking, broke the perpetual silence. "Ya know, this game reminds me of two lucky women I used to know. Good friends. So sad though…. How they couldn't accept each other. Well, not for a while anyway." The card player smirked. "But… well, guess ya can't blame them. So close… if one of them had not loved the other, it would have been a disaster on them breaking up. Kinda like getting a Two-Seven off suit with ya draw. Fold." He tossed his card into the center of the pile, and waited for Death to deal. Death made no signal on whether or not it was listening, so the player continued talking. "Anyhow, well, guess if ya want to know their story, you'd have to go back. Way back….." He started to reminisce, playing his hand.
The Queens of Hearts.
Chapter One.
Of Kings and Queens.
"Set-Chan!" Konoka glomped her bodyguard, and well, recently love interest. Recent might be the wrong word, she had loved her ever since she had first laid eyes on the timid girl. Setsuna, on the other hand, was less then amused. Turning beet red, the samurai sheinmeiryuu warrior whipped around. Only one person in the world would call her that. Only one. "Ojou-Sama!" Setsuna said, looking away, turning ninety shades of red in a minute. That was because what Konoka was wearing. A low cut shirt…. Real low cut. At least the other girl was wearing a bra. If she hadn't, well, then Setsuna would be lying on the ground, trying to stop the inevitable flow of blood. Her skirt was modest, well, a bright pink modest. But at least it went down to her knees. No panty shots today. For now. "Mou. Set-chan. What did I say about calling me that!" Konoka pouted, looking at her bodyguard with large puppy eyes. The one that Setsuna couldn't refuse. "But… Ojo… Kono-Sama! It would be a disrespect for someone as beau…. Noble as you are!" She bowed down. Almost gave myself away. Setsuna admonished herself. She, too, was in love with someone nearby. Konoka. Konoka frowned. Kono-Sama was close enough, but what did beau mean? She wondered what Setsuna meant, but chose not to push the issue. Instead they had a date! Well, not a real date, but they were together… alone…. Besides Asuna and Negi. "Set-chan… Let's go! We shouldn't let Asuna and Negi wait!" She told the hanyo. Running off to catch her friends, Setsuna was left to try and catch the energetic young women. Looking up, she saw the new nurse at the school. He had cleaned up many a wound. Waving at the red head she took off. George smiled at the sight. "Ah. Young Love." He said, putting down his cards. "Four of a Kind. Queens." He said, as the rest of the staff moaned, placing down their cards angrily. Except one Takahata Takamichi. "Sorry, Four of a Kind. Kings." He took the chips on the table, and George muttered a curse under his breath. He had expected that he had won. But what was done, was done. He turned his attention back to the card game. Konoka was far ahead, surprising Setsuna. She didn't think her ward was so fast! She must be getting out of shape. More training would be needed. Even if it was Evangeline's hellish one. As she caught up with her love, she smiled. "You are doing better." She said, out of breath. "Is that from the magic, or the training?" She asked, giggling. For once they could have a normal conversation. "So, how are the love birds doing!" A familiar voice coupled with a pair of bells rang out. Asuna slapped Setsuna's back, grinning, with one eye closed. She had been calling them that, ever since she found out they loved each other. The torturous effect on them, as the two of them blushed and denied it furiously, was why she did it. "Ah come on, you both know you want to pucker up and form a pactio." She continued to tease them, as both of them were too embarrassed to speak now. Their squirming was just a bonus. She teased them as they walked to the mall. The card player grinned. "Well, that was how it all began. Them finding out they loved each other. That one off comment by Asuna-Kun." He put down a two pair. Weak hand. Death placed down a flush… of hearts. "Shoulda known." The player smiled. "Well, now… where was I?" He continued his story. Hey y'all. How are ya liking it. I would write more, but I'm exhausted.
Anyhow, please review. Because that gives me motivation.
Next time, I promise to respond to each individual comment in the Author Notes.
Shouldn't have many mistakes, but if it does, please tell me!
Much oblidged.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 2:47 pm
Setsuna’s best Flush
By: George Freeman A/N: Sorry this took so long. Too lazy to actually write this. Anyway, where was I? Hm… oh right Setsuna and Konoka were being harassed by Asuna, and the card player was losing his battle with Death. Anyhow…. Yeah. Not much to say here. For those who commented, here it is! The next segment of my story: Setuna’s best flush. See if you can get the joke in this title. wink
Disclaimer I do not own the characters. Except The Card-Player and George. They are mine. Everyone else. Eh, not so much. If I did, it would be a yuri paradise.
Contains Shojou-Ai, also known as Yuri. If you do not like, do not read.
xxxx The card player dealt this time. It had been silent for many turns. Death clearly had the upper hand. Smiling the Card player resumed his story, “Ah. Nah then: Where was I?” He asked, knowing fully where he was. Death remained silent and he continued his tale Setsuna’s Best Flush
Queens of Hearts.
Chapter 2
Setsuna woke up. Yesterday after a long time with their friends, Konoka and Setsuna had retired to their dorms. Negi and Asuna were still going at it. Well, Negi was being polite, and Asuna was too energetic. However the events of the last night still left Setsuna in a tizzy. It all started with, well none other than Ojou-Sama herself. Setsuna blushed at the memory. “Set-Chan!” The excitable young mage said, hugging her love and protector. “Ojou-Kono-sama-chan!” Setsuna spitted out, combining all the names that she had called Konoka in the past. Konoka giggled at how flustered Setsuna was, and pushed her luck a bit. Smiling, she clinged onto Setsuna, pushing her breasts into her beautiful guardians arm. Setsuna blushed, of course. “Ah… Kono-Sama!” She said, reverting to the compromise name that Konoka seemed satisfied with “Set-Chan, let’s go home.” Konoka said tiredly, yawning. She wasn’t really tired, but was deciding that she could get Setsuna alone with her for a little while. Setsuna picked up her light charge, and carried her. “As you wish Kono-Sama.” Konoka smiled, happy. She laid her head on Setsuna’s shoulder and closed her eyes. Soon she was fast asleep. Her cute face was all that Setsuna could look at after Konoka had fallen asleep. Needless to say, there were many items that Setsuna ran into as she walked. Still, she was happy. Happy that Konoka was with her. This thought contented her while she laid Konoka on her bed, wrapping her in the blanket. Suddenly Konoka leaned up and kissed Setsuna on the lips. After pulling back, it was clear the girl was in a dream. And she said one word. “Asuna…….” Konoka muttered. Setsuna ran out of the room after that point. Tears fell down her face. Of course, Konoka didn’t love the ugly monster she was. She would love the beautiful women that Asuna had grown up to be. That night Setsuna had cried, only getting a mere ten minutes of sleep at the end.Setsuna didn’t know how to act. She couldn’t see Konoka after that. Since Konoka loved Asuna. Setsuna looked around. She was alone in her dorm, which allowed her to cry again. “Konoka….” She muttered under her breath. “Yes Set-Chan?” An inquisitive voice asked from the doorway. Setsuna looked up, then burst into more tears. Why was Konoka here? She couldn’t stand this torment. Konoka looked surprised. Well, Setsuna had been crying, but why did looking at Konoka make it worse? Konoka leaned down. She tried to put Setsuna in a hug. Setsuna pushed her away. Literally pushed her away. Konoka was shocked. “Set-Chan?” She asked, with which Setsuna cried harder. Konoka tried to pull Setsuna in a hug again. Setsuna once more pushed her away, softer this time. Konoka frowned. “Setsuna-San.” She said, getting the girl to look up. Konoka never called her Setsuna-San. It was always Set-Chan. This pained Setsuna even further to which she looked up with anger. “Oh yes. I am merely Setsuna-San, Kono-Chan. No one special to you. Just an ugly monster. To think I actually believed you could love me….” This led to Konoka feeling her eyes get wet. Why? Why Setsuna, she wanted to shout. I do love you! Yet she was shocked into silence. Setsuna continued her rampage. “You only care for Asuna-San. I can give you two that. Yet to still pretend you care for me.” Setsuna couldn’t hold it back any more. She pressed her lips against Konoka’s and then ran out of her room. Konoka was shocked. Why Set-Chan? Why? She started to cry. The tears she held back came. Bitter… bitter sweet tears. Bitter because Setsuna had just pushed her away. Setsuna had just run away from her. For a reason that Konoka couldn’t comprehend. She had come to thank Setsuna for putting her to bed last night. Instead Setsuna was bitter and angry. Sweet… .well sweet because she finally knew. Finally knew that their feelings were one and the same. If only she could convey that back to Setsuna. So she wept. On Setsuna’s blanket. The position that Asuna found her two hours later, once the red-head started to worry about Konoka, and another red head told her where Konoka was. Asuna didn’t do anything except give Konoka a hug. A hug of friendship. And she too wept. For she thought she knew why. Setsuna had turned down Konoka. Asuna was sure to give the raven-haired girl a good talking to. After Konoka was better. If only she could know that she was the cause of the issues. The one’s that didn’t exist. Setsuna had run away, with a permanent blush on her face. At least her last memory of Konoka would be kissing her. After Konoka and Asuna were happy, Setsuna could always remember Konoka as the one person she loved. It was that thought that brought out Setsuna’s best blush. The card-player sighed, a tear coming to his eyes. “That part always makes me cry.” He told Death, spreading out his cards. Flush of spades. “I remember an old tale about how Spades were bad luck. Guess that means you beat me.” He said, pushing the chips to Death even before Death turned over its cards. Of course Death won. Death always won. The card-player smiled his smile. “Well, guess I have enough chips for one more section of this story. The last section of course. Well, I mean of the story that never ends.” Made me cry to have Setsuna do that to Konoka. Still. It is for the best. Really is. Since the ending is only going to be so much more fantastic. Now excuse me while I cry.
Konoka: Set-Chan…… *crying*
Setsuna: Konoka……...*crying
Asuna: You two shut up and make up *Obviously angry*
Well there you have. Until the next story. And please R&R like always.
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2012 4:22 pm
Back again, this time with a poem! What question do you ask a shadowy figure in the middle of the night
When dreams are the couriers of our fright?
To whom do we dance our fateful tune
When there is no light from the moon?
Where does the fear grip the most
Is it on the post?
No.
For the fear is you.
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2012 3:03 pm
xxx Kazumi awoke, sweat glistening on her legs and arms. Someone was there. She shook her head, and asked the question. The question one asks a shadowy figure in the middle of the night, in the time that dreams normally take our fright. The one question that Kazumi had on her mind, and needed to ask. “You hungry?” She questioned, a smirk on her face. For the one who had awoken her must have been Sayo Aisaka.
xxx Sayo giggled, and smiled back to Kazumi “Silly Kazumi-Chan, you know I can’t eat.” She slithered a ghostly hand around Kazumi’s arm, and cuddled up next to her friend. Sayo wouldn’t sleep, for a ghost couldn’t sleep. But she could pretend, couldn’t she? That, and she enjoyed being near her bestest of friends. Kazumi had merely shrugged, and fell back asleep. Sayo hovered over her, staring at her face. Kazumi really is beautiful isn’t she? She asked herself. Then she mentally slapped her forehead. Of course Kazumi is beautiful. I do love her don’t I? But does it matter? Even if she felt the same….. well, let’s just say that it couldn’t be. Don’t the vows say, till death do us part? But what if death has already pulled us apart? Sayo nervously thought.
xxx It had been two years since the magic world. Two years for her to fall more and more in love with her best friend. Sayo sighed. Why couldn’t death go as planned? She wondered to herself. She should have achieved eternal peace, rest for her weary bones. But now, she was cursed with a love with no heart. She could stand it no longer. She would have to leave eventually. She knew that. But she didn’t want to go. Not until she told Kazumi. Not until that time. Then she would release her soul to whatever lay out there. Yes. That would be her plan. Sayo smiled, and cuddled into Kazumi once again. That was it for now. She could just enjoy life. Or, well in her case, death.
xxx Sayo awoke. Well, she hadn’t been asleep. More like resting. Today was the day. Mahora 3-A was graduating for good. Well, they hadn’t been 3-A for a long while. But that didn’t matter to either her or Kazumi. They would always be class 3-A in their minds. Sayo would float in the background, as usual. Negi-Sensei would…… thinking about him, she wondered. Today was important to her for two reasons. One, she would finally tell Kazumi, and two, Negi had promised this day to be the one that he finally revealed his secret. The girl he liked most. Kazumi and a bunch of the other girls had a bet going on who it would be. Sayo hoped that Kazumi would win. And knowing Kazumi, even if she didn’t, she’d still get some of the profits. Sayo smiled, excited for the new day.
xxx Sayo then proceeded to sigh, thinking about those who weren’t here. Asuna….. She had left long ago. After that, well Evangeline stayed behind. Something about waiting for someone. Meaning that Chachamaru also stayed behind. Mana also left them. She had a mission one day. One that didn’t go so well. Kaede had buried her out in the biathalon field. She said that Mana deserved it. Then there was Chao. The genius never came back. Not that Sayo expected her to. It was just that Ku was always waiting, every day. Every single day Ku sat there, in front of the world tree, waiting for her friend to return.
xxx At least most of them was there. Especially Kazumi. The reporter had been there for the whole time. And Sayo had happily floated next to her side. It was interesting. Negi had grown from his original ten year old age. Even if they were magic pills that he took, in order to have the appearance of growing older. But he was always the young ten year old to Sayo and Kazumi. Sayo had also seemed to age. She wondered why she did. She hadn’t for sixty years. It probably was, explained by Negi, residual effects of being closer to the real world then the spirit world. She would age, thought slower than those who lived. If only Kazumi wouldn’t age, then the two of them would have something in common. She smiled, in her happy go lucky way. It was too sad dwelling on the past. She turned a corner, going past all the school. This was her last day here. She might as well enjoy it. And there was Asakura. With Negi. Talking about something. Sayo paid no mind to it. They oft talked, the two of them. If she didn’t know anybetter……
xxx “I love you!” Asakura exclaimed, a grin plastered on her face. Sayo turned cold. She then turned around and fled, crying as she left. There was no point to it all, was there? If Asakura was in love with Negi, then she wouldn’t be in love with Sayo.
A/N: A short introduction about my story, The Journey of Two Souls. This will switch between Kazumi’s and Sayo’s perspective. This is a few years in the future, and as such, they will be OOC. And Kazumi will be a badass. Just saying. The other chapters are to be about a thousand words each.
The reason I’m writing this story is because I decided we all needed some more SayoxKazumi love.
Just saying.
Until next time, please review.
RemeberStars.
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Posted: Fri Mar 30, 2012 11:29 am
The Journey of Two Souls Part Two
“I love you!” Kazumi said to Negi. Negi laughed nervously.
“Shouldn’t you be saying that to Sayo-San?” He asked, looking around, to make sure that the mentioned name wasn’t here. “I mean, you have had a crush on her since you two met.” He commented, sweat dropping a bit. He did wonder what Kazumi was up to.
“Just practicing Negi-Kun.” Kazumi said with a smirk. “And I do love you anyway. Who says my heart can’t be yours?” Negi blushed and started flailing, muttering something about her teasing him. Kazumi laughed, then pinched Negi’s cheeks. “You are too cute when you are flustered. But don’t worry, I’m teasing ya!” She said. “Anyway, I just wanted to tell you today is the day! So I’m practicing on you.” Negi laughed again, once more nervously. There was something up with Kazumi today. Something he couldn’t put his finger on.
“Okay Kazumi-San.” He motioned for her to continue. Despite the years that had passed, Negi was still not ready for his love confession, still a little kid inside. Kazumi knew who it was though, through educated guesses. And it was bloody obvious to everyone but his crush.
“I love you!” They then both heard the subtle gasp, as there stood Sayo. Kazumi raised her hand to speak, but couldn’t before the ghost had rushed off. Floating through people and walls, Sayo quickly left Kazumi behind. Kazumi swore, and ran back to Negi. “Negi-Kun! I need your help!” She cried out. Negi was already gone, searching for Sayo also. Kazumi was now alone, waiting for her love to come back. Two hours passed, and Negi finally returned, with a note in hand.
“I couldn’t find her.” Negi told Kazumi, his voice taking on a sad tone. “But I did find a note addressed to you. I didn’t open it, since it was probably personal.” Negi handed the note to Kazumi, and moved away, allowing Kazumi space to read the letter.
Dearest Kazu-Chan.
I’m leaving now. I have done all I could in this lifetime. And I think I finally got what I wanted. A true friend. I’m going to travel the world for a little bit, before I go to whatever lies beyond this life. I’m glad you love Negi, and hope that you two have a loving relationship. I love you too Kazumi. Love you enough to know when to bow out of the race.
Love, with all my heart,
Sayo Aisaka.
Tears fell onto the paper. Blurring the words, Kazumi cried. She couldn’t believe it. Sayo……. Was gone. She closed her eyes, tears falling on her cheeks. Why did life have to be against her? Why did Sayo have to be there? Negi stood to the side, deep concern etched into his face. He had read the letter. His gentleman-like behavior was overruled by his curiosity. He wondered if she had left a clue. But none was there.
Kazumi then got up. “I’ll need a train ticket to Kyoto.” Sayo had always talked about how she had wanted to go there. After that, there was a clear path of places to go. Kazumi would follow the path that Sayo had given her. Even if she was wrong, she wasn’t going to give up. First Kyoto. “Tell Eishun-San to await my arrival, since I’ll probably need their help to find Sayo.”
Negi nodded. “Make that two tickets, I need to visit Kyoto anyway, to see how Konoka and Setsuna are doing.” Kazumi smiled. She forgot that the two had gone away for the break just before graduation. Visiting Eishun-San, and getting his permission to marry. Since everyone else in the world knew that Konoka and Setsuna were dating. It was sooo obvious. Even though they had only told Asuna, Nodoka, Yue, and Negi. Kazumi just happened to have some sources. “Okay Negi-Sensei” She nodded “We’ll go as soon as I pack and get into something more comfortable.” Thus Kazumi was about to begin a journey that would span three worlds. And one that would change…. The World for good.
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