Oh ho ho! More Utena:

The Lost Ones

By: Dreiser

For as long as I can remember it has always been the two of
us. Inseparable in our pairing.
Kozue and Miki.
Miki and Kozue.
You couldn't see one of us without the other. We were like
identical human bookends.

Interesting comparison.

How I would go

into a slow panic and lose my very sense of self Miki left my side?
We grew apart as we aged

Yeah, no kidding. Of course I've only seen the first 13 episodes, so
that's all I have to go with.

and I slowly began to resent him. I
once held myself up to his image. He was the example of everything
that was good. This adulation turned to scorn and even hatred to a
lesser extent.

Not that he has a real high opinion of her, either.

I defined myself through his attentions.
But was that really such a good idea?

Heh. Cute way to use Utena's catchphrase.

And in answer to the question, no, it isn't.

For as long as I can remember it has always been the two of
us. Inseparable in our rivalry.
Saionji and Touga.

The transition threw me for a second there. At first I though it was going
to be Kozue and Miki shown through Miki's eyes.

Touga and Saionji.
You couldn't miss our fights. They were daily and often intense
in nature. Sometimes I wonder why we fought so much. Often times
there were no reasons for our fights.
Then again, are there ever any good reasons for fighting?
Usually not.
As the years went on he grew more powerful and I grew to
resent him more and more for this. Why couldn't I be the victor for
once? Why couldn't I win the fight?

Because you're an overemotional, egocentric jerk while he's a master of
manipulation? ^_^

Not a fight like the petty duels we had over the years but a
real fight. A fight of the soul. Of the spirit.
I made it my life's goal to surpass him completely.
But was that really such a good idea?

Heh. I see a pattern forming.

Shiori and Juri.
Juri and Shiori.
You couldn't predict how things would turn out. How our
friendship from childhood would turn sour. Sometimes I wonder why it
happened.
It was my fault in many ways. Perhaps in all ways. I desired
him with a passion I had never felt before. It was a passion that
consumed me with a sort of madness.
All I knew was that I loved him and he loved her.

Oh? That must have been revealed later on.

The resent I

felt for her was more intense than the passion that I felt for him.
I tortured her so I could love him.

Ohh. That's nasty.

But was that really such a good idea?

-End-

Both characters in this fanfiction

Actually there were three.

The short sentence style worked for this little piece, but it's not the
sort of thing that could be used on a larger work. But an interesting look
through the eyes of several of the supporting characters.


D.B. Sommer