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[Feb 3] [Fushigiboshi no Futago Hime] Tears of Yesterday
Title: Tears of Yesterday
Day/Theme: February 3 - 3. lemongrass summer
Series: Fushigiboshi no Futago Hime
Character/Pairing: Altessa x Bright
Rating: G
Disclaimer: All characters are related titles are copyrighted to BIRTHDAY, Hal Film Maker, TV Tokyo, etc.
Cosmetics and makeup were part of the precocious child's life. Altessa had seen servants apply ebony-black eyeliner onto her mother's eyes and filled her lips up with coats of ruby lipstick. Throughout her spying, Altessa made little notes on how something simple as a bottle of gloss could make her mother's face look so beautiful. Her mother had said that she was too young for makeup, but occasionally Altessa explored the boundary of being a lady as she secretly tried out bits of blush and eyeshadow.
One of Altessa's favorite things about her mother's gigantic store of makeup were the perfume bottles. The diverse containers curved in unique, aesthetic shapes and were arranged in a rainbow formation, from ruby red to magenta pink. The crystallized gems embroidered on the covers seemed to tempt Altessa into testing their scent. As she strolled along the shelves of the bottles, she squeezed the rubber pumps dangling freely from the bottles, squirting out clouds of extravagant smells.
Altessa frowned at a couple, smiled at a few, and even tried some out on herself. One bottle in particular caught her eye. It wasn't the way the bottle looked, or even its lemon-lime color, but it was the golden letters engraved onto the front that delivered the name of the flavor: lemongrass summer.
Finding this peculiar, the blonde wondered what the scent of summer was. She had imagined the multifarious flavors of flowers in the bloom, but no, that was stereotypically spring. She had already decided that autumn had the scent of airy fruity flavors (like pumpkin, for instance) and winter a spicy mint.
Altessa became much more curious and picked up the bottle with her tiny hands. She squirted the smell in the air, and to her surprise, the smell was a combination of sour and floral. She pressed the handle again and again, trying to inhale more of the pneumatic flavor encoded in the bottle.
She enjoyed the smell, but was still curious to why it was considered the summer. Maybe because of the ripeness of fruit during the hot season? Maybe because the electric flavor was supposed to represent the intense heat of the sun? Altessa carefully opened the cap and dabbed a few drops onto her wrist, and hurried to Bright. If there was someone who knew anything, it was Prince Bright of the Jewelry Kingdom.
She found him sitting at the tea table in the castle garden, reading as usual. Quickly sticking out her wrist, Altessa demanded impatiently,"Onii-sama, smell."
Bright hesitated, looking slightly perplexed at her sudden order. "What for, Altessa?"
"Summer. It says that it smells like summer. Why does it?"
The boy grasped his sister's hand, inhaling the smell pressed onto her skin. "It's nice,"he commented, "but there are many varieties to what summer can be."
"Oh." Altessa could only blink in confusion.
Bright laughed in a light tone, leading his sister out of the garden. "Here, I'll show you."
Altessa instinctively knew that Bright was heading off somewhere. "Where are we going, Onii-sama?"
The prince stopped walking, and pressed a finger at her forehead. "Close your eyes. I'll tell you when we get there and when to open them."
The green-eyed girl glanced at Bright in suspicion and pondered this for a moment. What could her brother be planning? Even so, she trusted him and knew he would never lead her into any harm or danger. Shrugging, she let her eyelids fall and grasped her brother's hand tighter so she wouldn't bump into things as much.
The long journey began. Altessa found herself blindly committing clumsy steps here and there. As she nearly fell over, she continued asking Bright if they were there, in which he would respond to as a no.
Altessa tried prying open her eyes, but Bright noticed. Stopping again, he cheerfully reminded her,"No peeking!" Once he saw that she completely shut her eyes, he continued.
"Are we there yet, Onii-sama?" Altessa questioned him a myriad of times.
"Not yet."
A gust of wind puffed softly against her face. The heat of the sun embraced her. Altessa knew that they weren't in the castle garden (or possibly not even near the castle) any longer. Intensifying her grip, she asked again in a tired voice,"Are we there now?"
"Be patient, Altessa."
After what seemed like a million years and a million miles, Bright finally said the magic words. "You can open your eyes now."
Altessa lifted her eyelids and before her rested a large, open field. Dandelions waved in the caress of the summer breeze, and the grass seemed to repeat the same dance. The open sight with no buildings restricting the boundaries made the world seem larger.
The princess was speechless.
"You see, Altessa?" murmured Bright, shading his eyes from the blaze of the sunlight.
Altessa tilted her head aside, regaining her ability of communication. "See what, Onii-sama?"
He smiled at the sight of the floating clouds before sighing in satisfaction. "Perfume doesn't tell you anything,"stated Bright gently. "It only gives out the smell of what a person imagines it to be, but it's only a word in the long story of the season. Think about it; can the smell of a perfume describe the opening blossoms and the warmth of the light? Can it display the touch of the wind, the dance of the butterflies, and the aquamarine skies?"
He lazily stretched out his arms, closing his eyes as a cool, soft breeze passed by his body, lifting his scarlet cape from behind his back. Altessa stared at him in wonder, and did the same.
To her amazement, he was correct for sure. The smell of the perfume couldn't possibly explain the variety of scents lying in the summer field.
Day/Theme: February 3 - 3. lemongrass summer
Series: Fushigiboshi no Futago Hime
Character/Pairing: Altessa x Bright
Rating: G
Disclaimer: All characters are related titles are copyrighted to BIRTHDAY, Hal Film Maker, TV Tokyo, etc.
Cosmetics and makeup were part of the precocious child's life. Altessa had seen servants apply ebony-black eyeliner onto her mother's eyes and filled her lips up with coats of ruby lipstick. Throughout her spying, Altessa made little notes on how something simple as a bottle of gloss could make her mother's face look so beautiful. Her mother had said that she was too young for makeup, but occasionally Altessa explored the boundary of being a lady as she secretly tried out bits of blush and eyeshadow.
One of Altessa's favorite things about her mother's gigantic store of makeup were the perfume bottles. The diverse containers curved in unique, aesthetic shapes and were arranged in a rainbow formation, from ruby red to magenta pink. The crystallized gems embroidered on the covers seemed to tempt Altessa into testing their scent. As she strolled along the shelves of the bottles, she squeezed the rubber pumps dangling freely from the bottles, squirting out clouds of extravagant smells.
Altessa frowned at a couple, smiled at a few, and even tried some out on herself. One bottle in particular caught her eye. It wasn't the way the bottle looked, or even its lemon-lime color, but it was the golden letters engraved onto the front that delivered the name of the flavor: lemongrass summer.
Finding this peculiar, the blonde wondered what the scent of summer was. She had imagined the multifarious flavors of flowers in the bloom, but no, that was stereotypically spring. She had already decided that autumn had the scent of airy fruity flavors (like pumpkin, for instance) and winter a spicy mint.
Altessa became much more curious and picked up the bottle with her tiny hands. She squirted the smell in the air, and to her surprise, the smell was a combination of sour and floral. She pressed the handle again and again, trying to inhale more of the pneumatic flavor encoded in the bottle.
She enjoyed the smell, but was still curious to why it was considered the summer. Maybe because of the ripeness of fruit during the hot season? Maybe because the electric flavor was supposed to represent the intense heat of the sun? Altessa carefully opened the cap and dabbed a few drops onto her wrist, and hurried to Bright. If there was someone who knew anything, it was Prince Bright of the Jewelry Kingdom.
She found him sitting at the tea table in the castle garden, reading as usual. Quickly sticking out her wrist, Altessa demanded impatiently,"Onii-sama, smell."
Bright hesitated, looking slightly perplexed at her sudden order. "What for, Altessa?"
"Summer. It says that it smells like summer. Why does it?"
The boy grasped his sister's hand, inhaling the smell pressed onto her skin. "It's nice,"he commented, "but there are many varieties to what summer can be."
"Oh." Altessa could only blink in confusion.
Bright laughed in a light tone, leading his sister out of the garden. "Here, I'll show you."
Altessa instinctively knew that Bright was heading off somewhere. "Where are we going, Onii-sama?"
The prince stopped walking, and pressed a finger at her forehead. "Close your eyes. I'll tell you when we get there and when to open them."
The green-eyed girl glanced at Bright in suspicion and pondered this for a moment. What could her brother be planning? Even so, she trusted him and knew he would never lead her into any harm or danger. Shrugging, she let her eyelids fall and grasped her brother's hand tighter so she wouldn't bump into things as much.
The long journey began. Altessa found herself blindly committing clumsy steps here and there. As she nearly fell over, she continued asking Bright if they were there, in which he would respond to as a no.
Altessa tried prying open her eyes, but Bright noticed. Stopping again, he cheerfully reminded her,"No peeking!" Once he saw that she completely shut her eyes, he continued.
"Are we there yet, Onii-sama?" Altessa questioned him a myriad of times.
"Not yet."
A gust of wind puffed softly against her face. The heat of the sun embraced her. Altessa knew that they weren't in the castle garden (or possibly not even near the castle) any longer. Intensifying her grip, she asked again in a tired voice,"Are we there now?"
"Be patient, Altessa."
After what seemed like a million years and a million miles, Bright finally said the magic words. "You can open your eyes now."
Altessa lifted her eyelids and before her rested a large, open field. Dandelions waved in the caress of the summer breeze, and the grass seemed to repeat the same dance. The open sight with no buildings restricting the boundaries made the world seem larger.
The princess was speechless.
"You see, Altessa?" murmured Bright, shading his eyes from the blaze of the sunlight.
Altessa tilted her head aside, regaining her ability of communication. "See what, Onii-sama?"
He smiled at the sight of the floating clouds before sighing in satisfaction. "Perfume doesn't tell you anything,"stated Bright gently. "It only gives out the smell of what a person imagines it to be, but it's only a word in the long story of the season. Think about it; can the smell of a perfume describe the opening blossoms and the warmth of the light? Can it display the touch of the wind, the dance of the butterflies, and the aquamarine skies?"
He lazily stretched out his arms, closing his eyes as a cool, soft breeze passed by his body, lifting his scarlet cape from behind his back. Altessa stared at him in wonder, and did the same.
To her amazement, he was correct for sure. The smell of the perfume couldn't possibly explain the variety of scents lying in the summer field.