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Non-Traditional MikaereKas and Mikaere had been nearly inseperable since they'd gotten back together, and that time was 3 years ago. Now he was coming to take her for a walk, something she enjoyed. Spotting him coming up the road, reaching his hand out to her.
"Hi." He said with an easy smile, Kas face lit up. He was in a good mood, so she knew it'd been a better day. "Hi yourself." She said quietly, kissing his cheek, her hand taking his. "Where we going today?"
"A trip down memory lane. I promise, nothing bad." He'd planned something, and that made her happy. His plans always ended up wonderful for the two of them.
"I'm okay with that."
They started off, the walk was normally quiet, but it felt nice just being with each other. As they passed the park, Dark pointed to a picnic table they'd sat and talked late into the night on for the weeks after she'd come back.
"Stayed up till 3 am, talking about what made us sad, pissed us off.." He started, Kas finishing, "Who we wanted to be with. It's where I said I l
No apologies needed.He wasn't going to accept she left. the letter she'd given him left Yamato with the choice to go after her or let her go, and the second option was flat out.
Pulling a phone from his pocket, he punched one number in and before the other man could speak, he said, "Cross, I need a favor."
Sachi's clouded eyes filled with tears, and she lay her head back on the headrest, her chest hurt from her heart breaking.
She knew she'd been stupid to write the letter, and she hated herself. "I'm sorry Yamato." She whispered.
The plane landed after a few hours of miserable rest for Sachi, and all she had the energy to do was walk towards the door. Ari's voice called for her as she got closer.
"Oba-san!" Sachi turned, just in time to catch her, holding the nine year old in her arms. Ari, ever wiser than her years, whispered, "You've been crying." Her hands wiped her aunts face.
"I know. I'm sorry." Sachi said, nuzzling the girls cheek, and breathing in the vanilla scent of her. "I missed you very much
Perfect Wedding PresentShe'd called for help and instantly Rave and her sister were with her. Sitting on the bed, they waited with her for the results, as she'd needed proof.
Hearing a squeak on the other side of the bathroom door after she'd disappeared to look, Rave walked, and knocked on the door.
"Sol? What does it say?"
Solstice was quiet, staring at the stick and still in enough shock, not to have heard Rave.
Her sister however, she heard when she yelled. "OI! Get your skinny fae ass OUT of the bathroom and tell us!"
Solstice opened the door, nearly falling into Rave as she held the stick up, showing the positive mark, both girls yelled in excitement, barely able to cover Sol's own happy yell.
Rave had to go back to work, but she hugged Solstice before she left, kissing her cheek. "Be happy. He will be."
Solstice giggled nervously, "I'm not scared of him. Telling him maybe.."
Autumn hugged Solstice. "You'll find a way, But we won't tell, I promise."
Rave nodded, "Ditto." She grinned, "Except I may have
Blind ButterflySachi sighed, her eyes covered under a pale purple scarf. She couldn't look anywhere, all she saw was shadows, an endless black.
She'd given up her sight, to help free a little girl. That little girl, had turned out to be her godchild, Ari. The cutest little girl, who sat with her head in Sachi's lap, as Sachi gently pet her hair.
The child was ten, and was a spitting image of Saku. The only mentor Sachi had enlisted the help of after Yoshi. Saku, and her beautiful black curls always tied up in silver ribbons, the small lotus charm that had been worn around her neck now around Ari's.
She remembered being asked if she'd ever be a godmother when Saku retired, and she'd readily said yes, though never been aware she'd been a godmom for years. When the child had been kidnapped on her way to Sachi, her handler killed, Sachi had stepped in simply to help the child.
Seeing her friend, and mentor's face in the girls, Sachi knew she had to stand her ground, protect her. In the fight, she used to
a hospital bird with soot in her lungsshe slept through a car crash
that almost killed her,
through whitewhite walls
where her lover dies
nobody thought she'd make it
but she woke up a few months later
with flowers in her hair
and ash in her airway
trying to remember how to start all over
but forgetting to remember how to live.
fall slipped from her open eyes
and winter crawled in for a long hibernation
to her the clouds looked sick
and pale like they might
let everything inside them out,
but she opened up wide instead,
spilling blood where there was none to be spilled.
her heart slipped down the street
and with unsteady hands
she stitched in a bird and cut off its wings.
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