Angel’s Last gift – Chapter 2

Posted on | November 2, 2006 | 5 Comments |

Here’s some more. Top quality epilogue fluff.

Angel’s last gift

Chapter 2

“Hikari-chan?” Yaya carefully unloaded two more mugs of her scalding nemesis (though this time with cream and three sugars). Hikari’s head snapped away from the window she was staring out of and shot her a wan smile as she occupied the chair opposite and cupped the warm mug.

“Thank you, Yaya-chan,” Hikari inhaled and sighed as she felt the bitter aroma unwind her frayed nerves. After a rather stilted silence on Yaya’s doorstep, they had decided, despite Hikari’s protests that she could come back another time, to go to the cafe down the street for “a quick chat”. Hikari quickly ran through all the things she had wanted to tell Yaya, quickly deemed them all inappropriate for a “quick chat”, and nearly fell out of her seat in surprise as the girl opposite her reached over and poked her in the nose.

Yaya laughed and suddenly the tension seemed to flow out of the room. “Honestly, Hikari. You’re still as spaced out as you used to be in high school.” Her hand gently clasped Hikari’s across the table and the years since they last met seemed to melt away. Suddenly, she found herself talking, telling Yaya about anything and everything that had happened since she had left high school. Yes, she was still in university, final year now. Yes, she was still with Amane, they were doing well. Yes she was singing, but studying in the final year meant that there was much less time for doing what she wanted.

As she listened to herself rattle on, Hikari was careful to gloss over the important points. She didn’t want to scare Yaya away this early in their reunion. Yaya for her part just sat there, absorbing everything Hikari had to say, occasionally nodding to show that she was still listening. As Hikari ran out of things to say and her voice trailed off, Yaya drained the last of her coffee, stood up and smiled at her.

“Thank you, Hikari, it’s good to know that you’re doing well, but I really must go to work now, or my chief is going to yell at me all morning. I’m sorry, perhaps we can meet again for a proper talk some other time?”

Hikari nodded, bewildered as she felt the adrenalin drain from stress tense muscles. Her own mug, still full, steamed merrily beside her.
“Then, let’s say tomorrow evening at 6? I should be finished with work by then.” Hikari nodded again and Yaya said her farewells and left swiftly. As the cafe door closed behind her, Yaya sighed and finally allowed herself to relax. Things were going to get a little complicated from now on…

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After their first meeting at the cafe, and against yaya’s better judgement, these evening soirees became a regular fixture. Yaya went from high strung, tranquiliser popping nervous every night to actually looking forward to seeing her old high school crush. Suddenly, she found that listening to Hikari’s soothing voice enthuse about new developments in her field at university, Amane’s latest sporting triumphs or other such meaningless chatter, was just the thing to calm her down at the end of a long day at work.

Although she was careful not to say too much about her own life, she did think it unfair not to at least let slip a few juicy details. She enjoyed watching Hikari’s jaw drop when she told her that she’d married into money. Once she even met Hikari in the morning and took her to the library. Unfortunately, Hikari had gotten rather overexcited, knocked over an entire bookshelf and spent the rest of the morning bowing in apology to the chief librarian as Yaya snickered unhelpfully in the background. ‘It’s almost like old times,” Yaya almost thought, then immediately chastised herself. It would never be like it used to be before Amane. She could never take back what she had done to Hikari as much as Hikari could take back her choice of Amane over her. They weren’t 17 anymore. Things had changed. She had changed.

It was a wet day in September when everything changed. It was 5pm and Yaya was getting ready to head off home. The library had been closed early for the day and the rest of the staff had already gone home. Yaya locked the book store and flicked off the last of the overhead lights. Pulling her coat on, and grabbing her umbrella, she headed towards the door. Checking her watch once to make sure she wasn’t going to be late, she opened the door to come face to face with a rather wet and bedraggled Konohana Hikari.

She looked a complete mess. Her usually lustrous hair hung in rat tails framing red rimmed eyes that streamed with tears mingling with rainwater. Her blouse was soaked transparent and her long denim skirt stained dark, dripping a puddle on the faux marble floor. Just as Yaya was reeling from the shock, HIkari flung sodden arms around her neck and suddenly those beautiful blue eyes were mere centimeters from her own. Yaya took a sharp breath and felt the blood rush to her face. And then came those words that she would remember for the rest of her life.

“I love you Yaya-chan.”

And then Hikari’s lips were pressing against her own and she felt herself melting into the moment. Her good side was screaming at her that this wasn’t right, that she could never be the person you wanted her to be, all those years ago. And what about Kaoru, her husband. And what about Amane? The other side of her was busy stamping on those thoughts and shouting at her to just shut up and enjoy it. However, she was brought to her senses abruptly as she felt Hikari’s hand slide tentatively across her stomach and down underneath the waistband of her skirt. She caught the hand in her own and opened her eyes.

“Hikari-chan, I…”

“Yaya-chan, I….I’m so sorry!” before Yaya could finish her sentence, Hikari burst into floods of fresh tears and buried herself into the taller girl’s shoulder. Yaya comforted her until her wails had softened to sniffles at which point she carefully disentangled herself from Hikari’s tight embrace and offered her a handkerchief which was accepted gratefully.

“Can I stay at your house tonight, Yaya-chan?” Hikari whispered, her eyes still fixed on the floor.

Yaya found herself saying yes.

End Chapter 2

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5 Responses to “Angel’s Last gift – Chapter 2”

lolikit
November 2nd, 2006 @ 6:59 am

moar plz.
Asuka
November 4th, 2006 @ 6:17 am

I very much like your style. Although this and the first part are very much unlike your style. If you know what I mean. ^_~ But it’s very nice nonetheless. Choice of words is just perfect, I could actually imagine the whole scene just like in any good book.
Tsudzukete~ Oensuru kara~ o/
allie_*
November 4th, 2006 @ 11:31 pm

I really enjoyed this part, moreso than the first (which I put down to the unaccustomed 1st person perspective). I really enjoy the way that the time shift is quite significant, and that Hikari still harbours these feelings after so many years.

Arrgh i still wish the anime had gone better with Yaya x Hikari. Maybe I’m a bit biased, but Amane is a man (a bad thing for a yuri anime).

Keep up the good work. =] I’ll be looking forward to it.
marclebo
November 8th, 2006 @ 9:00 pm

Neat story, I love it. Very different from Ichigo-sha~Girls gone wild, but in fact I like this story more because it’s more like a Strawberry Panic! sequel could be. I just can’t wait to get more, keep up the good work! I must admit that I’m surprised about Yaya being married to a man… hehe. Can’t wait to see what will happen.
Marc
Allen
May 28th, 2007 @ 3:58 pm

Yaya and Hikari should have been together, rather than Amane. YAYA IS SO FINE!!!!!