♕ Parallel Lines (Doubt • Drabble)
Title: Parallel Lines
Fandom: Doubt
Characters/Pairings: Mitsuki Houyama
Rating: PG-13
Status: Drabble
Word Count: 896
Summary: In which the knight is distressed and the damsel is wicked.
Notes: Written on 750words last night, mostly unedited, but. Yeah. It does not make sense at all.
Mitsuki liked to believe in fairy tales, in the bedtime stories about princesses trapped in overly tall towers and knights in shining armor coming to rescue them. She liked to believe in the happily ever afters, in the first and final "true love's kiss" that always saved the day in those stories. She liked to believe in the knight's courage to save the distressed damsel over any adversity, even putting his life at risk to save his true love from the wicked witch that kept her locked up in the overly tall tower.
She also liked to believe in reality.
Mitsuki wasn't a child anymore, of course. She knew that such things didn't occur in reality. She knew that knights in shining armor didn't exist anymore, just as she knew that the distressed damsel would have to save herself or forever remain distressed. It was how reality worked. There was no life saving first kiss that would get rid of whatever evil was plaguing the princess, nor was there any happily ever after they could earn after a short journey to the last room at the top of the overly tall tower. Things just didn't work that way.
She was somewhat alright with that. Somehow, she didn't mind the fact that reality was nothing like the bedtime stories her precious father had told her when she was little, or the books she forced Yuu to sit down and read with her. Her life would never be like Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty or Snow White's--because she was Mitsuki. And she wasn't a princess, she was an average teenage, third year student who lived with her father and enjoyed spending time with her best friend over anything else in the whole world.
Still, she would occasionally like to entertain the thought of Yuu being her knight in shining armor, despite how awkward and not-so-heroic said boy tended to be sometimes. He had promised to protect her, however, ever since they had both been children. Even back then when they had just met and had barely exchanged more than three sentences, he had promised to be there whenever she found herself in a bind--and he had somehow been able to uphold that promise. Yuu had always been there whenever she found herself distressed, and she couldn't be more thankful for that.
It wasn't that she liked Yuu, really. But it was a nice thought she liked to muse on occasionally when their hands would brush together, and she would find herself staring at him for too long. Staring at the way his lips moved when he spoke, and the way his face would light up completely, and feeling the way her stomach would flip whenever he said her name, but she didn't like him. He was her best friend, after all. They were like siblings, they've been together since they were children and had considered each other like brother and sister since both of them have always been the only child in their family--due to either parental disinterest in a second child or the lack of one of those aforementioned parents.
In any case, saying Mitsuki was interested in Yuu in that way was completely ridiculous. He was her best friend, her knight in shining armor, but he could never be her prince charming. She valued their friendship too much to lose it over silly things such as that.
But lately--the knight in shining armor had been ignoring the distressed damsel. Whenever the distressed damsel, the princess, tried to call for her knight, he would always leave. He would always find some excuse (something about his parents calling him home early or having to do some errands on the way home or his parents would kill him), and the princess wouldn't be able to even get him to take five minutes to talk to her. Soon, her courage had completely deflated and she had lost the words she had so carefully selected to approach him with her problem.
Soon, Mitsuki was back to pretending everything was fine around Yuu, and that her father had never been in a coma. For all he knew, she had just been shopping with her father and there was absolutely nothing wrong she needed to talk about at all. For all he cared, Mitsuki's birthday wasn't the next day and there was absolutely nothing wrong with forgetting the day your friend of nearly eleven years was born.
Absolutely nothing wrong at all.
Even when the knight in shining armor fell from the top of the overly long tower because the princess had decided that the knight had to be punished, that he had failed at rescuing her and deserved being pushed from the final room at the top of the tower, there would still be nothing wrong at all. Because the princess had decided that the king had a reason for putting her on that overly tall tower, and that the wicked witch didn't exist at all (because the princess had killed her first, hadn't she? Perhaps), and the princess didn't need to be rescued anymore.
In fact, it was the knight that needed rescuing from the princess. The knight needed rescuing from the spell the wicked witch had placed on the princess--but the rescue never came.
Fairy tales didn't work that way, and reality certainly didn't, either.
Fandom: Doubt
Characters/Pairings: Mitsuki Houyama
Rating: PG-13
Status: Drabble
Word Count: 896
Summary: In which the knight is distressed and the damsel is wicked.
Notes: Written on 750words last night, mostly unedited, but. Yeah. It does not make sense at all.
Mitsuki liked to believe in fairy tales, in the bedtime stories about princesses trapped in overly tall towers and knights in shining armor coming to rescue them. She liked to believe in the happily ever afters, in the first and final "true love's kiss" that always saved the day in those stories. She liked to believe in the knight's courage to save the distressed damsel over any adversity, even putting his life at risk to save his true love from the wicked witch that kept her locked up in the overly tall tower.
She also liked to believe in reality.
Mitsuki wasn't a child anymore, of course. She knew that such things didn't occur in reality. She knew that knights in shining armor didn't exist anymore, just as she knew that the distressed damsel would have to save herself or forever remain distressed. It was how reality worked. There was no life saving first kiss that would get rid of whatever evil was plaguing the princess, nor was there any happily ever after they could earn after a short journey to the last room at the top of the overly tall tower. Things just didn't work that way.
She was somewhat alright with that. Somehow, she didn't mind the fact that reality was nothing like the bedtime stories her precious father had told her when she was little, or the books she forced Yuu to sit down and read with her. Her life would never be like Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty or Snow White's--because she was Mitsuki. And she wasn't a princess, she was an average teenage, third year student who lived with her father and enjoyed spending time with her best friend over anything else in the whole world.
Still, she would occasionally like to entertain the thought of Yuu being her knight in shining armor, despite how awkward and not-so-heroic said boy tended to be sometimes. He had promised to protect her, however, ever since they had both been children. Even back then when they had just met and had barely exchanged more than three sentences, he had promised to be there whenever she found herself in a bind--and he had somehow been able to uphold that promise. Yuu had always been there whenever she found herself distressed, and she couldn't be more thankful for that.
It wasn't that she liked Yuu, really. But it was a nice thought she liked to muse on occasionally when their hands would brush together, and she would find herself staring at him for too long. Staring at the way his lips moved when he spoke, and the way his face would light up completely, and feeling the way her stomach would flip whenever he said her name, but she didn't like him. He was her best friend, after all. They were like siblings, they've been together since they were children and had considered each other like brother and sister since both of them have always been the only child in their family--due to either parental disinterest in a second child or the lack of one of those aforementioned parents.
In any case, saying Mitsuki was interested in Yuu in that way was completely ridiculous. He was her best friend, her knight in shining armor, but he could never be her prince charming. She valued their friendship too much to lose it over silly things such as that.
But lately--the knight in shining armor had been ignoring the distressed damsel. Whenever the distressed damsel, the princess, tried to call for her knight, he would always leave. He would always find some excuse (something about his parents calling him home early or having to do some errands on the way home or his parents would kill him), and the princess wouldn't be able to even get him to take five minutes to talk to her. Soon, her courage had completely deflated and she had lost the words she had so carefully selected to approach him with her problem.
Soon, Mitsuki was back to pretending everything was fine around Yuu, and that her father had never been in a coma. For all he knew, she had just been shopping with her father and there was absolutely nothing wrong she needed to talk about at all. For all he cared, Mitsuki's birthday wasn't the next day and there was absolutely nothing wrong with forgetting the day your friend of nearly eleven years was born.
Absolutely nothing wrong at all.
Even when the knight in shining armor fell from the top of the overly long tower because the princess had decided that the knight had to be punished, that he had failed at rescuing her and deserved being pushed from the final room at the top of the tower, there would still be nothing wrong at all. Because the princess had decided that the king had a reason for putting her on that overly tall tower, and that the wicked witch didn't exist at all (because the princess had killed her first, hadn't she? Perhaps), and the princess didn't need to be rescued anymore.
In fact, it was the knight that needed rescuing from the princess. The knight needed rescuing from the spell the wicked witch had placed on the princess--but the rescue never came.
Fairy tales didn't work that way, and reality certainly didn't, either.