"Um... Everyone decided to send a message to themselves ten years in the
future.
"Oh, come on, don't laugh!
"Um... This makes me blush after all! Eh? Something I want to say? Good
morning...
"Oh! Nevermind!
"Good morning, me. Did you sleep well? And did you wake up well? Does the
light and the wind, the air and the smell, all feel brand new? Is each and
every cell in your body awake now? Today, you are who you are today. You are
a newer version of me. Myself ten years from now... That's so far away for
me that I can't even begin to imagine. Am I alone? Or is there a wonderful
person next to me? Well, knowing me, I'm sure I am troubling a lot of
different people. But that's all right. There's no problem. I will always be
cheering you on.
"And now for a big cheer... from the bottom of my heart. Go! Go! Me, me, me!
Do your best, do your best! Me, me, me! Don't lose, don't lose! Me, me, me!
"I am no longer here... But I'm here today, and I'll always be cheering for
you right here... Cheering for you, my only self."
She blushed as the tape finished. "It sounds ridiculous like that, doesn't
it?"
The young man sitting beside her smiled gently. "No, it's wonderful.
Everyone should always remember the happy times of their lives, when there's
nothing to worry about in the world."
"Mou...don't say such things! You'll scare her into thinking she won't be
happy ten years from now!"
The blue-haired girl giggled. "It's okay, senpai. I know what you mean. I'm
just glad to be so happy now. Before I met senpai, I was never happy...now I
have senpai, and all my friends..."
The boy with the glasses smiled. "We're all happy to have you too." He
paused, looking at a younger, dark-skinned girl. "Oi, shouldn't we use
something a little more permanent for this? I mean, it's kind of outdated,
don't you think?"
"It's cheap," the girl replies with a giggle. "Besides, it's symbolic! It's
a message from the past, so we use a tape from the past!"
"A ten-year-old message and a thirty-year-old, obsolete tape," a
silver-haired woman commented, sipping a beer. "Heh...yeah, that's symbolic
alright."
Everyone laughed, and the girl felt happy to have so many wonderful friends,
and hoped that in ten years, she'd be just as happy...
"There simply isn't anything we can do."
"No! No, I won't accept it! No, no, no!"
"Hime-sama, please. The doctors know what they're talking about. I know it's
hard, but..."
"There's a way! I know there is! You just haven't found it yet!"
"Ma'am, by the time we do, it'll already be too late for your friend."
"No it won't!" The teary-eyed, dark-skinned woman peered intently at the
battered figure on the bed. "Put her in cryogenic sleep."
"Eh? Cryosleep?" the doctor asked. "You realize that's very expensive, and
not really reliable."
"I don't care, I can afford it. And...and..." She sniffled, fresh tears
waiting to break free. "I just can't lose her. She's too important to me."
"...well, alright. We'll make the arrangements, if you're sure this is what
you want for your friend..."
"Yes."
The doctor and her personal assistants motioned her to leave the room, to go
with them to sign important papers and make calls to ensure what she wanted
to do could in fact be done. She stopped, and stood by the bed for a moment,
gently touching the comatose woman's blue hair.
"Please hold on...everything'll be okay again, Shinomu."
With one last, long look at her injured friend, Kaolla Suu turned and left.
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Ten-minute spamfic inspired by a friend's comment in his LiveJournal on the
design similarities between Faye Valentine and Shinobu Maehara.
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