Kamikaze Kaitou Jeanne Fan Fiction ❯ Someone Like Me... ❯ Washed Away By Rain ( Chapter 4 )
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By: Salvia Tanima 
Miyako's soft(est) side...
Anime/Manga: Kamikaze Kaitou Jeanne Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Psychological / Hentai | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 10.19.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 700 | Status: Completed
Miyako's soft(est) side...
Anime/Manga: Kamikaze Kaitou Jeanne Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Psychological / Hentai | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 10.19.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 700 | Status: Completed
*Hello there! Sorry I have made you wait all this time. But here's chapter 4. I reedited ch3, considering the huge amount of mistakes I had, not to mention that I somehow, switched to ch4. Gomen nasai. This is still a Miyako POV.
-KawaiiTenshiDX- Thank you for liking my story the way it was. I'll keep it up. It's my best work, till now (that's what I think at least).
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Someone like me...
by Salvia Tanima
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Chapter four: Washed Away By Rain
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It is still raining... I let out an annoyed sigh... I don't like rainy afternoons, especially during winter. It's dark enough, even without all those grey clouds. The darkness remembers me Jeanne's last battle... And I don't want to. Definitely not! Another huge sigh.
"Miyako-chan, Maron's here", mom peaks inside, then opens the door for Maron to enter.
"Konnichi wa, thought I'd come and keep you company. I know you hate rainy days", she smiles.
"Arigatou", I reply bored, getting up from the table.
"Here, some cookies", mom hands me a plate full of home-made cookies, they sure look good.
"Okay. Thanks", she smiles exiting my room.
I put the plate down, and motion for Maron to sit down too. She does so, picking up a cookie, but instead of eating it, she inspects it carefully. I stare at her blankly. She *likes* them, well usually. Maybe they don't smell good. I try them, smell them, but they're as good as always.
"What's wrong?" I ask her.
"I wanted to ask you something all day long, but couldn't find the opportunity", she looks up, smiling knowingly.
Ugh... no! And I really thought she wanted to keep me company. Well maybe this is her idea of keeping me company. Weird one. I know what she had wanted to ask me, actually that's why she *couldn't* find a *proper* opportunity. I did my best to avoid such an opportunity. Oh well, I lower my head defeated...
"You did? And what's that?" I ask as innocently as I can manage, though not enough for her.
"You didn't really *think* you could get away?" she smiles slyly.
"Actually... I did".
"Wrong. Never underestimate me", she smirks," As you know Finn and Access are true angels now (AN: In my story they are), but can still transform into juntenshi, which means...", she trails off.
"Which means", I hate it when she talks like this.
"Normal humans can't see the juntenshi", she smiles smugly.
"Why you...", I can't believe it," I highly doubt that Finn would do something like this. Not *everyone* has Chiaki's perverted mind".
"No, not everyone", she nods still smiling," But there are beings who *do* have it", she smirks, then adds casually," Usually guardian angels resemble their guarded humans".
"I have no way of getting out of this, have I?" I try, maybe, just *maybe*.
"Negative", how can someone step so brutally onto my hopes.
~~~~~Flashback~~~~~
Really! Those two are doing everything to get on my nerves. I let out a big sigh as I enter the school building. All the way they bugged me. Ha! me, quit the work at the police! Yeah! If I did so, they wouldn't have any problems getting their items. Suddenly I feel a hand on my shoulder, and turn swiftly around. The hand instantly retreats, and I find myself glaring at Inchou's confused face.
"Ohayo Miyako-san. Slept well?" he asks shyly.
"Hai. Arigatou for asking. You?" I don't even know why I would ask him such a thing.
"I... I couldn't sleep. I was too eager for your answer", he blushes, but keeps his gaze steady.
"Answer?!"
What answer? What's he talking about? Actually I know very well what he's talking about. I couldn't sleep either, despite the answer I gave him. I have to be polite once in a while, just so no one thinks I'm *too* rude.
"Well, I... I think it's... yes", I can't refuse him, I just can't.
Now probably most of you are wondering why I can't. Actually I am too. I mean it's not that I like him. No way! And I don't like *Chiaki* either... like that. It's the circumstances in which he had asked me. What could it be, you ask? Well, first of all he leaned close to me, I mean *really* close, so that his lips barely touched my cheek. I can tell you, it's really maddening. Sigh. Ugh no! I don't *sigh*. I grit my teeth. Okay That's better... Now, where was I? Yes. And he whispers, in a strange way, that did funny things to me. I like to think it was *not* love! "Miyako... would you please go out with me?... Tomorrow night?". And let me add, he knew perfectly well that tonight my parents, and Subaru were going to a banquet, and I had refused to. The reason was, obviously, their stupid behaviour... Ughhhh.... I can't... I just *have* to accept it. I only wonder if that's what Maron feels like, around Chiaki? Oh well...
. . .
"Miyako!" a voice shouts.
At least I *think* so. I'm not really aware of it. It's like it comes from very far away... it can't reach me... But at some extent it has... I guess. Right now I'm with Yamato. We're dancing... And he leans close to me, and places a soft kiss on my bare shoulder... Hey! Don't think anything out of place! I'm just wearing a dress, which does not cover my shoulder...
"MIYAKO TODAJI!!!" I jump up startled.
That was harsh! And suddenly a huge amount of noise catches my ears. It sounds like laughter. I look around and realise I'm in class, and almost everyone's laughing. I must've embarrassed myself quite a lot. Wondering who the persons not laughing are? Yeah , I know you know it, namely Maron (who's giving me a we'll-have-a-talk-as-soon-as-the-bell-rings look), Chiaki (who's giving me concerned looks, the ones he's given me when asking to stop working with the police), and Inchou of course ( he's really confused, poor him, I hope I'm not blushing).
"Hai?" I can barely hear my own voice.
Obviously Pakyalamao-sensei can, and very well. So you can imagine what comes next...
"OUT!" she points towards the door.
I exit as quickly as possible, trying not to embarrass myself any more.
. . .
Maron's been eyeing me the whole class, and during the two classes before this one... and will probably continue watching during our gymnastics practice... Why is she watching me? Because I did my best in avoiding her after the bell rang. I even dragged Yamato after me everywhere I went, so Maron would not find a proper occasion.
"Ugh!" I grunt, as I fall to the ground, in pain, clutching my nose.
On further investigation, I mean as I look up to see who was the criminal (eh, professional deformation), I found Maron, leaning over me.
"Gomen nasai, Miyako! I really didn't mean it", she says concerned, or at least that's what the others think.
She's a fabulous actress. I'm only wondering whether she did this to pay me back the ball I fired her some... what was that?... 3 months ago... or for avoiding her. Suddenly I feel someone kneeling near me, and notice it's Inchou. He looks genuinely worried.
"Daijoubu Miyako-san?" he leans over me.
"Hai... ouch", I guess I failed to comfort him.
"Oh, don't worry Inchou", Maron puts a reassuring hand on his shoulder," I don't think it's anything serious".
"I still think she should go to the nurse's wing. Let me help you", he turns at me and helps me up.
"Arigatou", I accept his offer, giving, once again, no chance for Maron to ask me about my spacing out.
. . .
I'm afraid I'm way too much concentrated on gymnastics today, for Maron's taste. I usually quarrel with her all the time, during practice. Pakyalamao-sensei is, on the contrary, highly pleased with my sudden intense interest in practice, making me look as the exemplar student.
"Maron why aren't you practicing", she notices Maron looking at me strangely.
"Ugh, gomen ne Pakyalamao-sensei", she lifts her ribbon, pausing a few minutes, then starts her exercise.
She's flying... I mean it seems so to me, but I don't stop. What am I going to tell her?
"Wonderful. Simply wonderful", Pakyalamao-sensei claps amazed," You two are in a perfect form today. That's it girls. Now everyone concentrate on practice", she forgot the flower thing.
~~~~~End Flashback~~~~~
And on top of all I was in a great hurry, after finishing practice. Or as Maron says," You nearly threw Chiaki across the street as you bumped into him".
"I'm sorry", I repeat for the sixth time, now.
"Well? I'm waiting...", she keeps looking at me.
" I--I don't know how to begin... it's stupid, I know, but I have never felt like this before", I try.
She obviously falls for it, but her advice is the wrong one. Actually my excuse was not the appropriate one.
"Well, just start from somewhere. The first thing that comes to your mind".
I sigh heavily, searching for the beginning, and then I continue.
"It all began... I don't even know when... it's only yesterday that I realised, how much I'm neglected, or not really, but handled as a child... yes... that's the proper explanation... I was so angry about them, for being so crazy about you-I mean Jeanne- that I ran out without looking where I went. When I stopped, it was on the middle of the street, just when the lamp turned red. And if it weren't for Yamato... I don't even know... Then last night... after you two got away he asked me out. But he has never been so close before. I mean his lips were touching my cheek, and I felt like I was getting warm all over... And as I went to bed I kept imagining Yamato kissing me everywhere... he even undressed me, putting his hands on my breasts... and... and at school I was daydreaming about us, dancing, and he was laying soft kisses on my neck, and my shoulder. I'm going mad Maron!" I finish exasperated.
She stares at me wide-eyed for a moment, then a smile appears on her face. It's so gentle, and welcoming, I feel tears pouring from my eyes... and why would I cry?
"It's alright Miyako", she draws me in her embrace, and I happily let her," It's no problem, you're not insane. It's normal".
"It's not", I manage to choke out.
"It is. You love Yamato, but you're afraid to admit it".
I swiftly withdraw from her.
"Why should I be afraid?"
"I don't know. That's why I asked you. You have no reason to be".
"But... but... he loves you", I stutter.
"No he doesn't. I think he was just confused that I was nicer to him than the others, that's all", she smiles on seeing my bewildered face," If he asked you out, it was because he liked *you*, and *not* me".
The rain stops slowly outside, and a blood red sun appears over the sea. Maron looks at the watch, the turns at me smiling.
"I think you have a date. You should get dressed", she doesn't let me protest.
Pulling out a dress, she nearly forces me to wear it... After five minutes I'm ready. I dash down the stairs, running for my life... I'm in love! I feel like singing... I guess I didn't like Chiaki so much after all... I never felt like this when thinking of him... or was it because Maron? I still run, faintly noticing a woman inspecting Maron's post box... I swiftly stop at the sliding door, and turn.
"Konban wa Miyako", she greets me.
Her unusual green hair, instantly catches my attention... I've seen her before... somewhere... but she didn't have this smile... this pure smile.
"Excuse me? Do I know you?" I asks bewildered.
She just laughs.
"I don't recall", I say sincerely.
"You know, there is a reason why God does certain things... I needed a lot of time to figure this out too... Don't be afraid... Did you see the rain?" she asks all of a sudden.
I only nod.
"So imagine that your fears are also gone... they have stopped... or better... washed away by the rain", she smiles, then turns away, walking slowly up the stairs instead of using the elevator. Then I remember... A voice shouting desperately " Finn, no! Stop it!"... I know the voice... it's... it's Maron... in front of my eyes I see Jeanne crying, dropping her ribbon "Miyako please", she pleads... So she was Finn... Finn Fish, Maron's guardian angel... her wings were not there... but I can sense she's a true angel... not a fallen angel.. not anymore.
I turn on my toes, something I've finally learnt after thousands of hours of practicing, and run to the park... Oh Yamato!
End of chapter 4
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*Well? Please review. I beg you, I beg you... I need feedback, badly... Next chapter is Yamato's view on all this. Chapter five: Dreams Come True?!. Don't miss it. Heheh!
Yours truly,
Salvia
-KawaiiTenshiDX- Thank you for liking my story the way it was. I'll keep it up. It's my best work, till now (that's what I think at least).
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Someone like me...
by Salvia Tanima
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Chapter four: Washed Away By Rain
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It is still raining... I let out an annoyed sigh... I don't like rainy afternoons, especially during winter. It's dark enough, even without all those grey clouds. The darkness remembers me Jeanne's last battle... And I don't want to. Definitely not! Another huge sigh.
"Miyako-chan, Maron's here", mom peaks inside, then opens the door for Maron to enter.
"Konnichi wa, thought I'd come and keep you company. I know you hate rainy days", she smiles.
"Arigatou", I reply bored, getting up from the table.
"Here, some cookies", mom hands me a plate full of home-made cookies, they sure look good.
"Okay. Thanks", she smiles exiting my room.
I put the plate down, and motion for Maron to sit down too. She does so, picking up a cookie, but instead of eating it, she inspects it carefully. I stare at her blankly. She *likes* them, well usually. Maybe they don't smell good. I try them, smell them, but they're as good as always.
"What's wrong?" I ask her.
"I wanted to ask you something all day long, but couldn't find the opportunity", she looks up, smiling knowingly.
Ugh... no! And I really thought she wanted to keep me company. Well maybe this is her idea of keeping me company. Weird one. I know what she had wanted to ask me, actually that's why she *couldn't* find a *proper* opportunity. I did my best to avoid such an opportunity. Oh well, I lower my head defeated...
"You did? And what's that?" I ask as innocently as I can manage, though not enough for her.
"You didn't really *think* you could get away?" she smiles slyly.
"Actually... I did".
"Wrong. Never underestimate me", she smirks," As you know Finn and Access are true angels now (AN: In my story they are), but can still transform into juntenshi, which means...", she trails off.
"Which means", I hate it when she talks like this.
"Normal humans can't see the juntenshi", she smiles smugly.
"Why you...", I can't believe it," I highly doubt that Finn would do something like this. Not *everyone* has Chiaki's perverted mind".
"No, not everyone", she nods still smiling," But there are beings who *do* have it", she smirks, then adds casually," Usually guardian angels resemble their guarded humans".
"I have no way of getting out of this, have I?" I try, maybe, just *maybe*.
"Negative", how can someone step so brutally onto my hopes.
~~~~~Flashback~~~~~
Really! Those two are doing everything to get on my nerves. I let out a big sigh as I enter the school building. All the way they bugged me. Ha! me, quit the work at the police! Yeah! If I did so, they wouldn't have any problems getting their items. Suddenly I feel a hand on my shoulder, and turn swiftly around. The hand instantly retreats, and I find myself glaring at Inchou's confused face.
"Ohayo Miyako-san. Slept well?" he asks shyly.
"Hai. Arigatou for asking. You?" I don't even know why I would ask him such a thing.
"I... I couldn't sleep. I was too eager for your answer", he blushes, but keeps his gaze steady.
"Answer?!"
What answer? What's he talking about? Actually I know very well what he's talking about. I couldn't sleep either, despite the answer I gave him. I have to be polite once in a while, just so no one thinks I'm *too* rude.
"Well, I... I think it's... yes", I can't refuse him, I just can't.
Now probably most of you are wondering why I can't. Actually I am too. I mean it's not that I like him. No way! And I don't like *Chiaki* either... like that. It's the circumstances in which he had asked me. What could it be, you ask? Well, first of all he leaned close to me, I mean *really* close, so that his lips barely touched my cheek. I can tell you, it's really maddening. Sigh. Ugh no! I don't *sigh*. I grit my teeth. Okay That's better... Now, where was I? Yes. And he whispers, in a strange way, that did funny things to me. I like to think it was *not* love! "Miyako... would you please go out with me?... Tomorrow night?". And let me add, he knew perfectly well that tonight my parents, and Subaru were going to a banquet, and I had refused to. The reason was, obviously, their stupid behaviour... Ughhhh.... I can't... I just *have* to accept it. I only wonder if that's what Maron feels like, around Chiaki? Oh well...
. . .
"Miyako!" a voice shouts.
At least I *think* so. I'm not really aware of it. It's like it comes from very far away... it can't reach me... But at some extent it has... I guess. Right now I'm with Yamato. We're dancing... And he leans close to me, and places a soft kiss on my bare shoulder... Hey! Don't think anything out of place! I'm just wearing a dress, which does not cover my shoulder...
"MIYAKO TODAJI!!!" I jump up startled.
That was harsh! And suddenly a huge amount of noise catches my ears. It sounds like laughter. I look around and realise I'm in class, and almost everyone's laughing. I must've embarrassed myself quite a lot. Wondering who the persons not laughing are? Yeah , I know you know it, namely Maron (who's giving me a we'll-have-a-talk-as-soon-as-the-bell-rings look), Chiaki (who's giving me concerned looks, the ones he's given me when asking to stop working with the police), and Inchou of course ( he's really confused, poor him, I hope I'm not blushing).
"Hai?" I can barely hear my own voice.
Obviously Pakyalamao-sensei can, and very well. So you can imagine what comes next...
"OUT!" she points towards the door.
I exit as quickly as possible, trying not to embarrass myself any more.
. . .
Maron's been eyeing me the whole class, and during the two classes before this one... and will probably continue watching during our gymnastics practice... Why is she watching me? Because I did my best in avoiding her after the bell rang. I even dragged Yamato after me everywhere I went, so Maron would not find a proper occasion.
"Ugh!" I grunt, as I fall to the ground, in pain, clutching my nose.
On further investigation, I mean as I look up to see who was the criminal (eh, professional deformation), I found Maron, leaning over me.
"Gomen nasai, Miyako! I really didn't mean it", she says concerned, or at least that's what the others think.
She's a fabulous actress. I'm only wondering whether she did this to pay me back the ball I fired her some... what was that?... 3 months ago... or for avoiding her. Suddenly I feel someone kneeling near me, and notice it's Inchou. He looks genuinely worried.
"Daijoubu Miyako-san?" he leans over me.
"Hai... ouch", I guess I failed to comfort him.
"Oh, don't worry Inchou", Maron puts a reassuring hand on his shoulder," I don't think it's anything serious".
"I still think she should go to the nurse's wing. Let me help you", he turns at me and helps me up.
"Arigatou", I accept his offer, giving, once again, no chance for Maron to ask me about my spacing out.
. . .
I'm afraid I'm way too much concentrated on gymnastics today, for Maron's taste. I usually quarrel with her all the time, during practice. Pakyalamao-sensei is, on the contrary, highly pleased with my sudden intense interest in practice, making me look as the exemplar student.
"Maron why aren't you practicing", she notices Maron looking at me strangely.
"Ugh, gomen ne Pakyalamao-sensei", she lifts her ribbon, pausing a few minutes, then starts her exercise.
She's flying... I mean it seems so to me, but I don't stop. What am I going to tell her?
"Wonderful. Simply wonderful", Pakyalamao-sensei claps amazed," You two are in a perfect form today. That's it girls. Now everyone concentrate on practice", she forgot the flower thing.
~~~~~End Flashback~~~~~
And on top of all I was in a great hurry, after finishing practice. Or as Maron says," You nearly threw Chiaki across the street as you bumped into him".
"I'm sorry", I repeat for the sixth time, now.
"Well? I'm waiting...", she keeps looking at me.
" I--I don't know how to begin... it's stupid, I know, but I have never felt like this before", I try.
She obviously falls for it, but her advice is the wrong one. Actually my excuse was not the appropriate one.
"Well, just start from somewhere. The first thing that comes to your mind".
I sigh heavily, searching for the beginning, and then I continue.
"It all began... I don't even know when... it's only yesterday that I realised, how much I'm neglected, or not really, but handled as a child... yes... that's the proper explanation... I was so angry about them, for being so crazy about you-I mean Jeanne- that I ran out without looking where I went. When I stopped, it was on the middle of the street, just when the lamp turned red. And if it weren't for Yamato... I don't even know... Then last night... after you two got away he asked me out. But he has never been so close before. I mean his lips were touching my cheek, and I felt like I was getting warm all over... And as I went to bed I kept imagining Yamato kissing me everywhere... he even undressed me, putting his hands on my breasts... and... and at school I was daydreaming about us, dancing, and he was laying soft kisses on my neck, and my shoulder. I'm going mad Maron!" I finish exasperated.
She stares at me wide-eyed for a moment, then a smile appears on her face. It's so gentle, and welcoming, I feel tears pouring from my eyes... and why would I cry?
"It's alright Miyako", she draws me in her embrace, and I happily let her," It's no problem, you're not insane. It's normal".
"It's not", I manage to choke out.
"It is. You love Yamato, but you're afraid to admit it".
I swiftly withdraw from her.
"Why should I be afraid?"
"I don't know. That's why I asked you. You have no reason to be".
"But... but... he loves you", I stutter.
"No he doesn't. I think he was just confused that I was nicer to him than the others, that's all", she smiles on seeing my bewildered face," If he asked you out, it was because he liked *you*, and *not* me".
The rain stops slowly outside, and a blood red sun appears over the sea. Maron looks at the watch, the turns at me smiling.
"I think you have a date. You should get dressed", she doesn't let me protest.
Pulling out a dress, she nearly forces me to wear it... After five minutes I'm ready. I dash down the stairs, running for my life... I'm in love! I feel like singing... I guess I didn't like Chiaki so much after all... I never felt like this when thinking of him... or was it because Maron? I still run, faintly noticing a woman inspecting Maron's post box... I swiftly stop at the sliding door, and turn.
"Konban wa Miyako", she greets me.
Her unusual green hair, instantly catches my attention... I've seen her before... somewhere... but she didn't have this smile... this pure smile.
"Excuse me? Do I know you?" I asks bewildered.
She just laughs.
"I don't recall", I say sincerely.
"You know, there is a reason why God does certain things... I needed a lot of time to figure this out too... Don't be afraid... Did you see the rain?" she asks all of a sudden.
I only nod.
"So imagine that your fears are also gone... they have stopped... or better... washed away by the rain", she smiles, then turns away, walking slowly up the stairs instead of using the elevator. Then I remember... A voice shouting desperately " Finn, no! Stop it!"... I know the voice... it's... it's Maron... in front of my eyes I see Jeanne crying, dropping her ribbon "Miyako please", she pleads... So she was Finn... Finn Fish, Maron's guardian angel... her wings were not there... but I can sense she's a true angel... not a fallen angel.. not anymore.
I turn on my toes, something I've finally learnt after thousands of hours of practicing, and run to the park... Oh Yamato!
End of chapter 4
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*Well? Please review. I beg you, I beg you... I need feedback, badly... Next chapter is Yamato's view on all this. Chapter five: Dreams Come True?!. Don't miss it. Heheh!
Yours truly,
Salvia