Title: You’re a Liar
Fandom: Kanon
Characters: Aizawa Yuuichi & Minase Nayuki
Prompt: 025. Strangers
Word Count: 581
Rating: G
Summary: It always ended with one word: “Liar.”
Author's Notes: Takes place seven years ago when Nayuki and Yuuichi were children. Nayuki POV. Written for
fanfic100 . Chapter 25 of "Winter Tales".
Disclaimer: Kanon does not belong to me, but Key/KyoAni. I'm just a humble, peniless fanfic writer.
It was a cold and snowy day when it happened for the first time.
The snow was falling slowly onto the ground and onto many people. Yuuichi-kun and I were one of them, making our way through the crowd of people.
“Nayuki, why do I have to go with you to get stuff for Aunt Akiko?” Yuuichi whined. “I wanna stay home with Aunt Akiko.”
“Be quiet, Yuuichi,” I said, but I smiled playfully to show I was kidding. “Mom thinks it would be nice for us to go together. Somehow you’re always wandering off, so she thinks you’re not seeing much of me.”
Yuuichi could only groan, but he didn’t pull away. “I don’t wander off. I just get bored, so I go different places. It’s called moving.”
“Mom and I view it as the same thing, Yuuichi,” I said, still tugging him along. “So please, just cooperate. Don’t you like hanging out with me?” I put on a sad face, but of course, I was only joking.
This caught Yuuichi off guard. “Of course I do!” he said, obviously realizing he had made me sad. “I just don’t really like going shopping, you know?”
I giggled. “Yuuichi, don't worry about it. I was just kidding. I know you like hanging out with me.”
Yuuichi just gave me a grin that said, “Aww, jeez…” as we approached the grocery store.
“So, Yuuichi, want to come in with me?” I asked. “It’ll be boring outside, you know.”
He looked away and said, “I’m gonna wait outside. I don’t like shopping.”
I felt a little disappointed by his decision, but I said, “All right. Please stay outside on the bench, okay? I don’t like it when you wander away from me.”
“Okay. I’ll be here.”
Reassured by his words, I left him there and went inside the grocery store. At that time, I had total faith in him, so I certainly believed he was waiting outside.
But when I came out and announced a hour later, “Yuuichi! I’m back!” I looked expectantly on the bench I had left on him.
There was no one there.
I panicked for a minute, wondering if some stranger kidnapped Yuuichi. But before I went to the phone booth to call Mom, I remembered what Yuuichi had said before.
“I don’t wander off. I just get bored, so I go different places. It’s called moving.”
“Yuuichi must’ve wandered off to see somebody,” I concluded. “That could be the only possibility.”
Still, though, he had lied to me. In my personal opinion, lying is a terrible crime, a crime that I could not forgive so easily.
So, I quietly waited next to the bench, thinking about how Yuuichi had lied to me. I was not filled with rage, but with sadness. This is how I felt the pain of being lied to.
I wonder, as I simply stood there, clutching my grocery bag, how strangers viewed me. A little girl, waiting for her mother, as she stood alone? Or Minase Nayuki, waiting for her irrepressible cousin Aizawa Yuuichi to come back to her? I’ve always thought that, waiting for Yuuichi, even today.
So, fifteen minutes later, Yuuichi finally showed up, out of breath and obviously running to get to me. “Oh, hey, Nayuki!” he said, looking obviously worried about me. “Look, Nayuki, I’m - ”
“Liar.” I cut him off with a single word. “Liar.”
“Nayuki - ”
“Liar.”