rectoverso

disclaimer : i dont own mai hime nor she doesnt see me song. this story is an alternative universe. i only own this story (its a fanfiction, anyway !). oh, and my english is totally asshole !!!



"when she passes me by, shes a ray of light
like the first drop of sun from the sky
and i know shes a queen who deserves a king
but im not a king, so she doesnt see me"

she moved around the dancing floor, following the shadow of her queen. in that huge palace-like building, she came to fulfill her duty as a daughter of kuga family.
its her fathers wedding day. 7 years after her mothers death, she had asked her father to marry the woman he had lived with. after years, the father and daughter had sat around the same table, discussed everything father-daughter like. natsuki had been texting and sending him e-mails before, demanding a family reunion. she had tried to warn up their relationship. her father then responded it by introducing his woman and natsuki reacted that he should have married her soon.
it had taken some time when finally her father decided to marry her and go back to his motherland for good.
the wedding was held in this palace-like building. there, where natsuki saw fujino shizuru, daughter of the owner of the building.

"when she dances she moves me to a smile
i see everything near her shine
there is a grace in her way i cant contain
i dont have that grace, so she doesnt see me"

natsuki kept her eyes locked on the chestnut haired girl. the girl who inspired her through years that "in charge" her. the girl who taught her about forgiveness, letting go. the lessons that motivated her enormously since.

shizuru might be a future ceo of her familys company. and only a few knew that shes a deputy-in-chief of a well-known blog in the cybernet. her articles of life fold neatly inside kiyohime label. natsuki simply had known it had been her alias name when she accidentally over look shizurus unfinished article when she had come to shizurus office to make a building reservation for her fathers wedding party. she, then, found it being published couple days later.

"and the closer i get i cant help but hide
so ashamed of my body and voice
there are boundaries we pass in spite of the war
but our own ? we cant seem to cross"

its not that she didnt know shizuru at all. they had gone into the same school during high school. shizuru had been in her last grade and she had been her junior. but they had never talked to each other.
couple months ago, after she had found out that shizuru = kiyohime, she found herself had grown interest to the fellow girl.

she remembered the time when she had come to her mothers grave on her 5th death anniversary. the same day of natsukis 23th birthday. she had sat next to her mothers grave and thanked her for learning her those crucial lessons in her life. because without her death, she would have been a completely different natsuki. she thanked her for all this and celebrated her life. and cried tears for pain and difficulties her father had experienced during those times and trying to understand why he then left. she remembered the times when she had gone through the same situation. when she had gone through her bank statements, visiting banks, arranging tax declarations, emptying the house, selling or getting rid of stuffs she didnt need or want. that time she had felt an urge to know who her father really was. and she had thanked kiyohime who had taught her "rectoverso". seeing from the new point of view or two-sided.

she took a deep breath.
"must be hard for you" -s
"excuse me ?" -n
"your fathers wed day" -s
she smiled. the queen herself came to her.
"im the one who initiated this" -n
"oh, my, please excuse my rudeness..." -s
"its okay. i never thought i would do this either" -n
"it must be a hard decision" -s
"yeah" -n
they both looked outside the window.
"it was you who taught me" -n
"pardon me ?" -s
"kiyohimes articles" -n
shizuru smiled and looked natsuki right to her eyes.
"it was you who taught me" -s
"pardon me ?" -n
"those articles, theyre my feelings. ive been in love with you since high school, thats when i started to write the first article" -s
they smiled to each other, with the same sparks in their eyes. the mesmerizing conversations and love flowed in that magnificent night.