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25 April 2007 @ 08:12 pm
Rebuilding (30 Kisses: Hayate/Himeno)  
Title: Rebuilding
Author: Candyland
Pairing: Awayuki Himeno/Hayate
Fandom: Pretear
Theme: #4—our distance and that person
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: All characters are the property of Kaori Naruse. I claim none, I merely borrow them and take them to yummy shoes sales and put them through the horror of finding the perfect strappy sandal.
Summary: Hey, Mom. How’s it going? I’ve got a lot to tell you…

Hey, Mom. How’s it going?

You wouldn’t believe how much I have to tell you.

…ya know, if Mayune saw me right now, she’d never let me hear the end of it. I mean, I’m sitting here talking to a flower. She would probably tell Dad that I was losing my mind because I’m having a one-sided conversation with a potted plant.

But I know you’re in there, even though you’re really far away. I know you can hear me.

Oh, Mom, you wouldn’t believe all the things that have happened in the last couple of days! Long story really short, my friends and I saved the world, and redeemed the Princess of Disaster. Then I died, got my first kiss while I wasn’t awake (heck, wasn’t even breathing) to enjoy it, and then I was alive again.

Sounds crazy, doesn’t it?

I really believe that you’re watching me, so I’ll assume that you already know the majority of what’s been happening in my ever-eventful life lately—the Pretear thing, the Leafe Knights, and my...new family. It’s been rough these last few months, Mom. Really rough.

But you always told me that every cloud has a silver lining. This is no exception.

I wish you could meet Hayate, Mom—I think you would really like him. He’s so shy sometimes, and he has the biggest issue with just saying what’s on his mind—not that I’m really much better, though that isn’t the point. But he’s handsome, he’s kind, and he has the kind of eyes you could just fall into.

Actually, I wish you could meet the other Leafe Knights, too. Mannen, Hajime, Shin—the children, always causing their own little brand of mischief. Goh, Kei—they looked after me like older brothers watch out for their baby sister. Sasame…I’m glad he’s happy now.

But Hayate is…Hayate’s special. He was the first of the Knights that I met, however awkward our meeting was. He was the one who recognized me as the Pretear (though it took him a while to admit it), and he was my first prêt.

And he almost died for me.

Takako. Princess of Disaster. Fenrir. They nearly killed him. The idiot wouldn’t let go of the prêt willingly, until after the assault withdrew. And then he was forced from it by weakness, hanging on only long enough to free me.

When I saw him collapse, my heart just stopped.

How I became the White Pretear when I did, I don’t even know. I just saw Hayate laying there, near death, and something inside me just moved, and before I knew it, I was flying on my own. Have you ever flown, Mom? I mean, the stories always say that angels fly, right?

I don’t really know much of what happened between when I became the White Pretear and when I opened my eyes next and was back on the ground, surrounded by flowers and family and friends. But I pretty much got the whole story from everyone and their dog within the hour.

I died, Mom.

I remember that when I was trying to stop Fenrir, I had just let go, I gave it everything I had. All that Leafe, pouring into that monstrous thing that would devour it. And I was falling, and Takako was there, and then…I don’t know. I really don’t know.

Well, according to Dad, Mom, Mayune, Mawata, and the other six Knights (each of whom cornered me at some point within the next couple of hours), I saved the world…and Hayate awoke me with a kiss. Mayune went on and on about “true love’s first kiss.”

And I’m not sure if she’s right or not. It’s all like a fairy tale…

Well, I should get back to work. Hayate’s looking for me now—I snuck off to take a break and come talk to you. There’s still so much to do. It’ll take us a while to finish rebuilding everything…and I don’t just mean the house, either.

Family. Broken friendships. And a new feeling, still just a fledgling.

So much to be rebuilt.

I’ll come back soon and tell you the rest.

I love you, Mom. Talk to you again soon.

PS. Short, sweet, and slightly odd, or so I’d like to think. The relationship between Himeno and her deceased mother interests me, so it found its way into a Kiss. Thanks for tuning in, everyone. Much love!