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taotrooper) wrote2009-06-19 12:10 am
taotrooper) wrote2009-06-19 12:10 am
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[CCS] A meeting in Hyde Park
Title: A meeting in Hyde Park
Genre: general, pre-romance maybe?
Canon: premanga
Rating: G
Length: 1051
Summary: a take on how Kaho and Eriol met
It was a peaceful afternoon when fate crossed our paths. I had seen something important and augural was going to happen on the park that day, so I went there as early as I could, as I happened to have a blind date with the Norn of Future. The way things work is amazing. No matter how much I sail them, the waters of destiny still surprise me.
I sat on a wooden bench: it was a sunny day, not a cloud invaded the sky. Such a rare day in London, actually. I had brought a thick book with me, and I started my reading in peace.
Two hours later, a forceful presence entered in a kilometer radio of me. I hadn't bother hiding mine, so it was a matter of time before its owner would find me. Patiently, I waited: it had to be that way.
I felt it closer and closer, like the touch of soft velveteen for my sixth sense. Delicate, but strong. Those characteristics told me its source was the moon, it was clearly human, and it had to belong to a feminine being. I knew the sensation very well, since I had tasted that bittersweet flavour thousands of time on my past life.
Something that moon witches and moon guardians had taught me: be careful with the lunar folks. They tend to be... rather peculiar.
She came to a stop, five yards to my left. I turned around. She was, indeed, glancing at me. Her terracotta eyes were sparkling, in both astonishment and enthusiasm. But still, she didn't dare approaching me, perhaps scared or wary of my powers. I smiled, and made a gesture so she came close to me.
Her reddish hair danced with the breeze. She was a gorgeous young woman, sophisticated and mysterious. Again, like a lot of moon witches I used to date in my older days. She continued staring at me, not a word from her mouth. I had to make the first step. I invited to sit down at my side with my left hand, she hesitated but she did it. She smelled like lavender incense. Then I established the conversation.
"Hello."
"You're not an ordinary child," she finally said. Her voice was harmonic, with a marked Asian accent. "Who are you? What are you?"
"What a straight-forwarding introduction," I said. "But I guess it can't be helped, since the reason you came to me was to investigate my presence. Before I tell you that, may I ask why do you desire to know that, miss?"
"Well, it seems you're not going to give up your enigmas easily."
"I never do, mind you. It's more amusing that way."
"All right, if you need to know... your presence, oh old boy, is familiar to me, and if you're related to certain puzzle that has haunted me my entire life, then my soul will be at peace. I came to England looking for information, and you seem to be my only clue so far."
"Sounds like a fair excuse to me," I smiled. "Fine, then shoot. If I know something that helps you out, I'll be willing to do that. Besides, I can't say no to such a cute face." Then she smiled me back, satisfied.
"Have you ever heard of a Moon Bell?"
"Touché. I do know a moon bell; actually I made it myself. But it should be far away from here right now, so I'm not sure if it's the same one that bothers you."
"It might be! That bell is not in England... it's not even in Europe. And the magic it irradiates matches yours, so it would make sense! Where did you leave that moon bell, may I ask?"
"In a Japanese Shinto shrine, half a century ago."
"In Tomoeda?!" Her voice rose, excited.
"Tsukimine shrine," I nodded, switching to Japanese language. It felt strange, I hadn't spoken since I reincarnated. Her eyes shone, in happiness and relief, and she couldn't contain a tiny shriek. Then she forgot she was speaking in English before, as she switched to her native tongue as well.
"Oh! Oh! I can't believe... After all these years... What a coincidence... It's... it's you! You made it!" Her tone was so sweet and passionate, I couldn't help feeling as giddy as her.
"Yes, it is me. Well, not exactly me, it was in my past life, but sure, I must be the only one, apart from you, that knows about its powers. And that's what it counts, as I can help you with your puzzle. You didn't find a clue, you found the source. Like looking for a river and finding the sea instead."
"I have so many things to ask you... I know I must give the bell to somebody, I feel it. But I don't know who, or when, or where... I can't carry out my mission if I only know half of it. Should I give it to you, or...?"
"No, I'll tell you who the person is, and the circumstances for the delivery. But in order to do that, I should explain the whole story to you. It's a quite long one, do you mind?"
"Not at all, must be fascinating."
She was really smart, determined, interesting, she liked riddles, and she was willing to follow the path in front of her. I liked her, she had a complex mind. And her smile was pretty.
"It depends on the point of view, I assume, but this should be huge for you. It's around four o'clock, so I think we could discuss about the motive behind the birth of that bell of yours over lukewarm tea. Can I invite you to join me at my not-so-humble home?"
"A pleasure."
"The pleasure is all mine." I stood up, bowed, and offered my arm. She took it, and we walked away. "By the way, shrine maiden-san, I never got to hear your name."
"Mizuki Kaho. You didn't told me yours either."
"Hahaha, that's true! Well... right now I respond by Eriol."
"See? Was that so hard?"
Genre: general, pre-romance maybe?
Canon: premanga
Rating: G
Length: 1051
Summary: a take on how Kaho and Eriol met
It was a peaceful afternoon when fate crossed our paths. I had seen something important and augural was going to happen on the park that day, so I went there as early as I could, as I happened to have a blind date with the Norn of Future. The way things work is amazing. No matter how much I sail them, the waters of destiny still surprise me.
I sat on a wooden bench: it was a sunny day, not a cloud invaded the sky. Such a rare day in London, actually. I had brought a thick book with me, and I started my reading in peace.
Two hours later, a forceful presence entered in a kilometer radio of me. I hadn't bother hiding mine, so it was a matter of time before its owner would find me. Patiently, I waited: it had to be that way.
I felt it closer and closer, like the touch of soft velveteen for my sixth sense. Delicate, but strong. Those characteristics told me its source was the moon, it was clearly human, and it had to belong to a feminine being. I knew the sensation very well, since I had tasted that bittersweet flavour thousands of time on my past life.
Something that moon witches and moon guardians had taught me: be careful with the lunar folks. They tend to be... rather peculiar.
She came to a stop, five yards to my left. I turned around. She was, indeed, glancing at me. Her terracotta eyes were sparkling, in both astonishment and enthusiasm. But still, she didn't dare approaching me, perhaps scared or wary of my powers. I smiled, and made a gesture so she came close to me.
Her reddish hair danced with the breeze. She was a gorgeous young woman, sophisticated and mysterious. Again, like a lot of moon witches I used to date in my older days. She continued staring at me, not a word from her mouth. I had to make the first step. I invited to sit down at my side with my left hand, she hesitated but she did it. She smelled like lavender incense. Then I established the conversation.
"Hello."
"You're not an ordinary child," she finally said. Her voice was harmonic, with a marked Asian accent. "Who are you? What are you?"
"What a straight-forwarding introduction," I said. "But I guess it can't be helped, since the reason you came to me was to investigate my presence. Before I tell you that, may I ask why do you desire to know that, miss?"
"Well, it seems you're not going to give up your enigmas easily."
"I never do, mind you. It's more amusing that way."
"All right, if you need to know... your presence, oh old boy, is familiar to me, and if you're related to certain puzzle that has haunted me my entire life, then my soul will be at peace. I came to England looking for information, and you seem to be my only clue so far."
"Sounds like a fair excuse to me," I smiled. "Fine, then shoot. If I know something that helps you out, I'll be willing to do that. Besides, I can't say no to such a cute face." Then she smiled me back, satisfied.
"Have you ever heard of a Moon Bell?"
"Touché. I do know a moon bell; actually I made it myself. But it should be far away from here right now, so I'm not sure if it's the same one that bothers you."
"It might be! That bell is not in England... it's not even in Europe. And the magic it irradiates matches yours, so it would make sense! Where did you leave that moon bell, may I ask?"
"In a Japanese Shinto shrine, half a century ago."
"In Tomoeda?!" Her voice rose, excited.
"Tsukimine shrine," I nodded, switching to Japanese language. It felt strange, I hadn't spoken since I reincarnated. Her eyes shone, in happiness and relief, and she couldn't contain a tiny shriek. Then she forgot she was speaking in English before, as she switched to her native tongue as well.
"Oh! Oh! I can't believe... After all these years... What a coincidence... It's... it's you! You made it!" Her tone was so sweet and passionate, I couldn't help feeling as giddy as her.
"Yes, it is me. Well, not exactly me, it was in my past life, but sure, I must be the only one, apart from you, that knows about its powers. And that's what it counts, as I can help you with your puzzle. You didn't find a clue, you found the source. Like looking for a river and finding the sea instead."
"I have so many things to ask you... I know I must give the bell to somebody, I feel it. But I don't know who, or when, or where... I can't carry out my mission if I only know half of it. Should I give it to you, or...?"
"No, I'll tell you who the person is, and the circumstances for the delivery. But in order to do that, I should explain the whole story to you. It's a quite long one, do you mind?"
"Not at all, must be fascinating."
She was really smart, determined, interesting, she liked riddles, and she was willing to follow the path in front of her. I liked her, she had a complex mind. And her smile was pretty.
"It depends on the point of view, I assume, but this should be huge for you. It's around four o'clock, so I think we could discuss about the motive behind the birth of that bell of yours over lukewarm tea. Can I invite you to join me at my not-so-humble home?"
"A pleasure."
"The pleasure is all mine." I stood up, bowed, and offered my arm. She took it, and we walked away. "By the way, shrine maiden-san, I never got to hear your name."
"Mizuki Kaho. You didn't told me yours either."
"Hahaha, that's true! Well... right now I respond by Eriol."
"See? Was that so hard?"