Anime: Maria-sama ga Miteru
Title: Under the Umbrella
Pairing: ShimakoxNoriko
Rating: K
Words: Around 250


“Do you have an umbrella?” Shimako enquired. A finger casually flickering a strand of static brown over her ear. Sapphires focusing.

Noriko gave a nod and pulled at the sides of her lips. Barely noticeable freckles jumping off her skin as the clouded sun above flickered. The enquired object tucked under her arm – ready to open and give a moment’s illusion that the freckles have stopped jumping. “The bus should be here in several minutes. There is no need for it,” she replied. Trying her best to focus Spinels on Sapphires.

Her will betrayed her and she found them trailing down, inspecting and retracing the image of those lips back into her mind again – because honestly, no matter how many times she had done this similar action – she couldn't seem to remember said image afterwards. Maybe if she – the lips moved and went moist.

“Noriko?”

The lone wolf’s gaze shivered away.

But the freckles remain there, and Shimako pondered if they were there to finish their job – beckoning at Sapphires and mocking them. Succeeding.

Yet she still leaned towards her, and Noriko could see an unfamiliar colour, similar to the red of joss sticks when rubbed against, and no matter how much redness gets on you – you don’t care and continue to rub them. Because we’re inquisitive humans and Noriko is also one of them. She proves it.



The umbrella sheltered two.