Title: In Memories We Stand
By: Nemy
Rated: PG13
Summary: Miharu is set on making the most of their time together.
Notes: Okay first and foremost, this is not a fic that will end all thoughtful or angst or anything. It is just meant to be a little cracky, and silly, despise how it starts at the beginning. Un-betaed, so all the mistakes are my own >~< Oh! Also this is based in the anime-world, so we kind of know where these two are at. Finally, these characters are not my own, and I am not making any money out of this =3
Warning: Intersexual in drag.... But is that considered a warning? Is not like cross-dressing to be honest XD Let us all remember just how... unique Miharu's fashion sense is heh? So this is also a warning too...
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Yoite knew as soon as he saw Miharu doing that face that he would end up doing as he wanted. It's not like he isn't immune to his charm. He has seen how some people can't hardly go against Miharu whenever he gave them this expression of his, specially that sensei of his who seemed to have a great weakness for the young shinobi.
It was how Miharu felt the need to make this face for him to agreed what made the whole situation rather... adorable. Even knowing that he has seen him use it before, and knew it was how he got his way most of the time.
Yoite, trying to contain his smile, said, "Miharu..."
Sensing his hesitation Miharu slowly placed a hand on his arm. "It's just a small festival we do every winter, Yoite. You will enjoy it, the scenery at this time of the year is soothing and peaceful."
He looked down at the hand. This is something that Miharu has slowly and increasingly been doing more and more these couple of weeks. It seems to be his way of reassuring himself that Yoite is still here. He is still alive. He always felt a pang on his heart whenever this happened, but could not go against the decision he made back on the church, when Miharu asked him for the last time what was his wish.
His decision has been made. It was just the thought of Miharu and what it would happen to him when the Kira finally takes over his body what makes his heart squeeze in a painful grip. But Miharu respects his wish, and will stand by him until then.
"It sounds like a good idea, Miharu, but-"
"I just want to introduce you to some of my classmates. They have all been bugging me on what is my reason for wanting to leave so early from school everyday. I thought this would be the perfect opportunity to get them off my back."
The defensiveness finally broke his resistance, and a small smile graced his face, "I don't mind that, just..."
Doing that face again he said, "it would mean a lot to me if you came with me."
"But, Miharu... In a dress?"
The young shinobi looked down with a small blush appearing on his usually pale cheeks. "I just know Yoite would look good dressed up like that."
At that blunt response, he also felt warmth coming to his cheeks, and could not look away from Miharu's expressive face. It always has been rare occasions when Miharu slips up from his before indifferent and now happy demeanor. He has been told that Miharu is mostly this expressive whenever he is concerned, but it's still rather mysterious what made the Nabari no Ou open up to him this way.
But the subject of the dress has brought back his perception of wrongness that always has been in the back of his mind ever since he has been conscious of what... he is. It makes him feel fear, doubt, and a cold shiver would go down his spine. It makes him wonder if Miharu knows, if he suspects. He tries to subtly calm his breathing, reasoning that it couldn't be. There hasn't been any incidents or situations which would tip Miharu that something was wrong with his body. Yet, he also feels shame that he hasn't told Miharu of this. It is a big part of him, and, after everything they have gone through, he feels that he deserves to know this part of Yoite. He already knows about his past, now he just needs to be told about the darkest and obscurest part of him.
All these doubts and questions would invade his mind everyday he spends with Miharu. Maybe, just maybe, this would make the perfect opportunity to let it all out.
If he only knew how Miharu would react to it all.
"Yoite?"
Breaking free from his thoughts, he turns to Miharu. "Sorry."
"No, don't worry about it." He says with a smile, "so?"
He hesitates for a while, then finally answers, "I-I... I guess. I don't mind..."
With a big smile on his face, Miharu jumps to hug him tightly around the shoulders. "Thank you, Yoite."
Hugging back, Yoite could swear he saw the little devil wings attached to the shinobi's back.
To be continued...
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So, tell me what you think! Should I continue...? Should I end it as it is...? My original idea was to make it all a one-shot, but I can't stand to write a lot whenever it comes to a fanfic. I needed to finish it here for now, before the writing felt forced and dull. I would love *constructive* review of what you think!
Thank you for reading!
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