*cough* I'm a newbie. I come bearing fic! Short, and not serious at all.
I was skimming through the thread earlier and the whole orb eyes thing just really stuck with me...
+ avoiding studying =
Spoiler for :
Nanoha walked down one of the myriad long bland hallways of the TSAB. When she reached a turn she walked around the corner only to have her eyes lock with a pair of glowing red orbs at the other end of the hall. So intense was the glow that, were she not already familiar with said glow, Nanoha would have immediately suspected it of belonging to an evil cyborg's eyes. (One too many killer-robot movies watched with Kyouya and Miyuki, back when she was still a little non-magical girl on Earth). Not that there was anything wrong with cyborgs, thought Nanoha. Unless, of course, said cyborgs were evil.
But those red orbs belonged to one Fate T Harlaown, one very special woman. Her long blonde hair and smooth milky skin were only outward expressions of her shining inner self. Framed by the beatific fluorescent lights of the hallway, Fate looked like god's own messenger, a perfect angel - well, maybe not while in her brown uniform. No, wait - she could still be an angel, but even when in heaven and under god's graces Fate would still feel compelled to fight for what was hers, for what was right - and so she would of course belong to god's angelic military.
"Nanoha," said Fate, in that oh-so-soft voice, that voice that was colored with promises of night and silk and skill and love forever...
"Nanoha?" repeated Fate, waving a hand in front of Nanoha's face. Nanoha jumped back, utterly surprised by how quickly Fate had managed to walk down the hallway.
"Ahh! F-Fate-chan," stuttered Nanoha, and as she said it she felt something welling up in her chest, in her heart, an emotion she had never truly experienced before - she was nervous, while talking to her beloved Fate-chan. Nervous! How could this be?
"Are you alright?" asked Fate, voice tinged with concern...and colored with promises of night and silk and...
"Nyahaha, of course I'm alright! Perfectly fine! One hundred percent!"
"Nanoha..." said Fate, sounding a little disappointed...though still colored with - "You know," she continued, before Nanoha's internal narration could continue, "If you're not feeling well, you really should see Shamal...it's important that you stay healthy, for the sake of the TSAB...and...sometimes I worry about you," she finished shyly, while earnestly looking into Nanoha's own set of glowing orbs. Though Nanoha's were blue.
"Fate-chan..." muttered Nanoha, feeling extremely - no, almost excessively - no, definitely excessively touched by Fate's care and directness.
"Nanoha..." Fate muttered back.
"Fate-chan..."
"Nanoha..."
"Fate-chan..."
"Nanoha..."
Suddenly, a door slammed open directly to Nanoha's left. Nanoha and Fate, who had been mere inches apart, jumped away from both each other and the door, looking guilty, though Nanoha wasn't entirely sure just why she would be feeling guilty.
"Ah, Nanoha! Fate! There you are...we've been waiting for you forever," said Hayate, who had just opened the door of the conference room. Ah, that was why Nanoha felt guilty - she and Fate had been standing in the hallway, repeating each other's names, rather than diligently and punctually attending yet another pointless administrative meeting, like they should have been.
Hayate turned to head back into the conference room. Following behind her, Nanoha and Fate exchanged a glance. For just a moment, the glows from their blue and red orbs mingled together to form a brilliant purple that could only be seen by them.
And right at that moment Nanoha knew, that because she was Nanoha and because Fate and Fate and because this was the Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha franchise, she would have to take action if she wanted to avoid being stuck in yuri hell forever.
Yes - thought Nanoha, as she and Fate broke eye contact to head to their respective seats - yes. Nanoha was decided, and when Nanoha had decided on something, nothing could stop her. Tonight, she would take Fate and claim her unspoken promises of night and silk and skill and love forever...
I'm sorry... I am... I... Just didn't find it that funny.
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*cough* I'm a newbie. I come bearing fic! Short, and not serious at all.
I was skimming through the thread earlier and the whole orb eyes thing just really stuck with me...
+ avoiding studying =
Spoiler for :
Nanoha walked down one of the myriad long bland hallways of the TSAB. When she reached a turn she walked around the corner only to have her eyes lock with a pair of glowing red orbs at the other end of the hall. So intense was the glow that, were she not already familiar with said glow, Nanoha would have immediately suspected it of belonging to an evil cyborg's eyes. (One too many killer-robot movies watched with Kyouya and Miyuki, back when she was still a little non-magical girl on Earth). Not that there was anything wrong with cyborgs, thought Nanoha. Unless, of course, said cyborgs were evil.
But those red orbs belonged to one Fate T Harlaown, one very special woman. Her long blonde hair and smooth milky skin were only outward expressions of her shining inner self. Framed by the beatific fluorescent lights of the hallway, Fate looked like god's own messenger, a perfect angel - well, maybe not while in her brown uniform. No, wait - she could still be an angel, but even when in heaven and under god's graces Fate would still feel compelled to fight for what was hers, for what was right - and so she would of course belong to god's angelic military.
"Nanoha," said Fate, in that oh-so-soft voice, that voice that was colored with promises of night and silk and skill and love forever...
"Nanoha?" repeated Fate, waving a hand in front of Nanoha's face. Nanoha jumped back, utterly surprised by how quickly Fate had managed to walk down the hallway.
"Ahh! F-Fate-chan," stuttered Nanoha, and as she said it she felt something welling up in her chest, in her heart, an emotion she had never truly experienced before - she was nervous, while talking to her beloved Fate-chan. Nervous! How could this be?
"Are you alright?" asked Fate, voice tinged with concern...and colored with promises of night and silk and...
"Nyahaha, of course I'm alright! Perfectly fine! One hundred percent!"
"Nanoha..." said Fate, sounding a little disappointed...though still colored with - "You know," she continued, before Nanoha's internal narration could continue, "If you're not feeling well, you really should see Shamal...it's important that you stay healthy, for the sake of the TSAB...and...sometimes I worry about you," she finished shyly, while earnestly looking into Nanoha's own set of glowing orbs. Though Nanoha's were blue.
"Fate-chan..." muttered Nanoha, feeling extremely - no, almost excessively - no, definitely excessively touched by Fate's care and directness.
"Nanoha..." Fate muttered back.
"Fate-chan..."
"Nanoha..."
"Fate-chan..."
"Nanoha..."
Suddenly, a door slammed open directly to Nanoha's left. Nanoha and Fate, who had been mere inches apart, jumped away from both each other and the door, looking guilty, though Nanoha wasn't entirely sure just why she would be feeling guilty.
"Ah, Nanoha! Fate! There you are...we've been waiting for you forever," said Hayate, who had just opened the door of the conference room. Ah, that was why Nanoha felt guilty - she and Fate had been standing in the hallway, repeating each other's names, rather than diligently and punctually attending yet another pointless administrative meeting, like they should have been.
Hayate turned to head back into the conference room. Following behind her, Nanoha and Fate exchanged a glance. For just a moment, the glows from their blue and red orbs mingled together to form a brilliant purple that could only be seen by them.
And right at that moment Nanoha knew, that because she was Nanoha and because Fate and Fate and because this was the Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha franchise, she would have to take action if she wanted to avoid being stuck in yuri hell forever.
Yes - thought Nanoha, as she and Fate broke eye contact to head to their respective seats - yes. Nanoha was decided, and when Nanoha had decided on something, nothing could stop her. Tonight, she would take Fate and claim her unspoken promises of night and silk and skill and love forever...
I hope you keep avoiding studying if that means that you'll write more shorts like this one ^^
Thanks for sharing your writing with us, it was cute, I liked it. And welcome to the forum~
*cough* I'm a newbie. I come bearing fic! Short, and not serious at all.
I was skimming through the thread earlier and the whole orb eyes thing just really stuck with me...
+ avoiding studying =
Spoiler for :
Nanoha walked down one of the myriad long bland hallways of the TSAB. When she reached a turn she walked around the corner only to have her eyes lock with a pair of glowing red orbs at the other end of the hall. So intense was the glow that, were she not already familiar with said glow, Nanoha would have immediately suspected it of belonging to an evil cyborg's eyes. (One too many killer-robot movies watched with Kyouya and Miyuki, back when she was still a little non-magical girl on Earth). Not that there was anything wrong with cyborgs, thought Nanoha. Unless, of course, said cyborgs were evil.
But those red orbs belonged to one Fate T Harlaown, one very special woman. Her long blonde hair and smooth milky skin were only outward expressions of her shining inner self. Framed by the beatific fluorescent lights of the hallway, Fate looked like god's own messenger, a perfect angel - well, maybe not while in her brown uniform. No, wait - she could still be an angel, but even when in heaven and under god's graces Fate would still feel compelled to fight for what was hers, for what was right - and so she would of course belong to god's angelic military.
"Nanoha," said Fate, in that oh-so-soft voice, that voice that was colored with promises of night and silk and skill and love forever...
"Nanoha?" repeated Fate, waving a hand in front of Nanoha's face. Nanoha jumped back, utterly surprised by how quickly Fate had managed to walk down the hallway.
"Ahh! F-Fate-chan," stuttered Nanoha, and as she said it she felt something welling up in her chest, in her heart, an emotion she had never truly experienced before - she was nervous, while talking to her beloved Fate-chan. Nervous! How could this be?
"Are you alright?" asked Fate, voice tinged with concern...and colored with promises of night and silk and...
"Nyahaha, of course I'm alright! Perfectly fine! One hundred percent!"
"Nanoha..." said Fate, sounding a little disappointed...though still colored with - "You know," she continued, before Nanoha's internal narration could continue, "If you're not feeling well, you really should see Shamal...it's important that you stay healthy, for the sake of the TSAB...and...sometimes I worry about you," she finished shyly, while earnestly looking into Nanoha's own set of glowing orbs. Though Nanoha's were blue.
"Fate-chan..." muttered Nanoha, feeling extremely - no, almost excessively - no, definitely excessively touched by Fate's care and directness.
"Nanoha..." Fate muttered back.
"Fate-chan..."
"Nanoha..."
"Fate-chan..."
"Nanoha..."
Suddenly, a door slammed open directly to Nanoha's left. Nanoha and Fate, who had been mere inches apart, jumped away from both each other and the door, looking guilty, though Nanoha wasn't entirely sure just why she would be feeling guilty.
"Ah, Nanoha! Fate! There you are...we've been waiting for you forever," said Hayate, who had just opened the door of the conference room. Ah, that was why Nanoha felt guilty - she and Fate had been standing in the hallway, repeating each other's names, rather than diligently and punctually attending yet another pointless administrative meeting, like they should have been.
Hayate turned to head back into the conference room. Following behind her, Nanoha and Fate exchanged a glance. For just a moment, the glows from their blue and red orbs mingled together to form a brilliant purple that could only be seen by them.
And right at that moment Nanoha knew, that because she was Nanoha and because Fate and Fate and because this was the Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha franchise, she would have to take action if she wanted to avoid being stuck in yuri hell forever.
Yes - thought Nanoha, as she and Fate broke eye contact to head to their respective seats - yes. Nanoha was decided, and when Nanoha had decided on something, nothing could stop her. Tonight, she would take Fate and claim her unspoken promises of night and silk and skill and love forever...
Nanoha comes across an injured [female] Yuuno, and ends up becoming the handler for the Asura Machina Raising Heart, with Yuuno being the Burial Doll. Nanoha would then cross paths with Fate, a demon, who tries to capture Raising Heart for Precia's sake. It'll follow their rivalry turn friendship, but this raises warning flags for Chrono and Lindy, handlers and members of the Guardian Dragoons. It will most certainly be NanoFate.
Do not understand why female. It was never said that burial doll must be female.
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Proud Nanoha/Yuno/Fate, Caro/Elio/Lutecia, Alto/Sheril/Ranka and Honor/Hamish/Emily shipper. Last one even canon.
PS. Also Nanoha/job, Honor/job and Rein/Agito.
PPS. Proud Athrun/Cagalli/Meyrin shipper.
@Tigerclaw: Thanks, I'll add it to my collection. I'm still looking for String Sisters music as well, as most of their stuff I've seen on youtube is upbeat. Then again, most calming/uplifting music just normally beats away my depression, but that's neither here nor there.
What the... I thought I checked this just a few hours ago. Who ordered the backlog?
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Originally Posted by Satashi
Probably could have done a "Upon entering the debriefing room, the girl felt a little odd that nobody was there" instead?
YEEESSSHHHHH :3
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Originally Posted by Satashi
I don't know how to fix active/passive stuffs since I don't really think about it while writing. Its just my style so I tend to do it all the time. Aside from looking at every single sentence to check the voice in it, I'm not really sure how I can fix the problem. I will, however, do it on purpose in certain places because I want it to be like that, but the other parts pointed out here could have been fixed. *sighs*
Well, it really does come down to proofreading - if you don't pick it up as you write, then you'll just have to pick it up after you're done writing
I know every writer has a style, and I respect that. You just have to figure out the line between style and making your readers slam on the breaks.
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Every time I try to visualise Rika, my mind gives me a pixellated mess. I think it's self-censorship to save me from being burnt by the cuteness overload.
This is what I get for going to the game last night.
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Originally Posted by 00-Raiser
Hello everyone. My pen name on FF.net is F91, and my reputation probably preceeds me. I'm actually a little nervous because of that, but I decided to stick my neck in here anyways because you guys seem less likely to kill me... Immediately, at least.
...
First idea is a retelling of the first season, but Asura Cryin' style. Now, obviously you'd have to be familiar with Asura Cryin' to understand the following set up:
Spoiler for 1:
Nanoha comes across an injured [female] Yuuno, and ends up becoming the handler for the Asura Machina Raising Heart, with Yuuno being the Burial Doll. Nanoha would then cross paths with Fate, a demon, who tries to capture Raising Heart for Precia's sake. It'll follow their rivalry turn friendship, but this raises warning flags for Chrono and Lindy, handlers and members of the Guardian Dragoons. It will most certainly be NanoFate.
Am I really the only person here watching Asura Cryin' besides the newbie? Huh.
To be honest, AC is more Tomo/Misao than Tomo/Kanade, so your fic would feel more Nanoha/Yuuno to me than Nanoha/Fate. But I think that's just ship-fighting, so don't let that stop you. Where would the rest of the harem come from, though? Like Shuri... you need a Shuri...
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Yes, I do pair Yuuno with everyone, but it's just so... plausable! And I rarely see anyone else do anything with him, so I revel at having a monopoly!
*cough* I'm a newbie. I come bearing fic! Short, and not serious at all.
I was skimming through the thread earlier and the whole orb eyes thing just really stuck with me...
+ avoiding studying =
Spoiler for :
Nanoha walked down one of the myriad long bland hallways of the TSAB. When she reached a turn she walked around the corner only to have her eyes lock with a pair of glowing red orbs at the other end of the hall. So intense was the glow that, were she not already familiar with said glow, Nanoha would have immediately suspected it of belonging to an evil cyborg's eyes. (One too many killer-robot movies watched with Kyouya and Miyuki, back when she was still a little non-magical girl on Earth). Not that there was anything wrong with cyborgs, thought Nanoha. Unless, of course, said cyborgs were evil.
But those red orbs belonged to one Fate T Harlaown, one very special woman. Her long blonde hair and smooth milky skin were only outward expressions of her shining inner self. Framed by the beatific fluorescent lights of the hallway, Fate looked like god's own messenger, a perfect angel - well, maybe not while in her brown uniform. No, wait - she could still be an angel, but even when in heaven and under god's graces Fate would still feel compelled to fight for what was hers, for what was right - and so she would of course belong to god's angelic military.
"Nanoha," said Fate, in that oh-so-soft voice, that voice that was colored with promises of night and silk and skill and love forever...
"Nanoha?" repeated Fate, waving a hand in front of Nanoha's face. Nanoha jumped back, utterly surprised by how quickly Fate had managed to walk down the hallway.
"Ahh! F-Fate-chan," stuttered Nanoha, and as she said it she felt something welling up in her chest, in her heart, an emotion she had never truly experienced before - she was nervous, while talking to her beloved Fate-chan. Nervous! How could this be?
"Are you alright?" asked Fate, voice tinged with concern...and colored with promises of night and silk and...
"Nyahaha, of course I'm alright! Perfectly fine! One hundred percent!"
"Nanoha..." said Fate, sounding a little disappointed...though still colored with - "You know," she continued, before Nanoha's internal narration could continue, "If you're not feeling well, you really should see Shamal...it's important that you stay healthy, for the sake of the TSAB...and...sometimes I worry about you," she finished shyly, while earnestly looking into Nanoha's own set of glowing orbs. Though Nanoha's were blue.
"Fate-chan..." muttered Nanoha, feeling extremely - no, almost excessively - no, definitely excessively touched by Fate's care and directness.
"Nanoha..." Fate muttered back.
"Fate-chan..."
"Nanoha..."
"Fate-chan..."
"Nanoha..."
Suddenly, a door slammed open directly to Nanoha's left. Nanoha and Fate, who had been mere inches apart, jumped away from both each other and the door, looking guilty, though Nanoha wasn't entirely sure just why she would be feeling guilty.
"Ah, Nanoha! Fate! There you are...we've been waiting for you forever," said Hayate, who had just opened the door of the conference room. Ah, that was why Nanoha felt guilty - she and Fate had been standing in the hallway, repeating each other's names, rather than diligently and punctually attending yet another pointless administrative meeting, like they should have been.
Hayate turned to head back into the conference room. Following behind her, Nanoha and Fate exchanged a glance. For just a moment, the glows from their blue and red orbs mingled together to form a brilliant purple that could only be seen by them.
And right at that moment Nanoha knew, that because she was Nanoha and because Fate and Fate and because this was the Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha franchise, she would have to take action if she wanted to avoid being stuck in yuri hell forever.
Yes - thought Nanoha, as she and Fate broke eye contact to head to their respective seats - yes. Nanoha was decided, and when Nanoha had decided on something, nothing could stop her. Tonight, she would take Fate and claim her unspoken promises of night and silk and skill and love forever...
Heh, the whole thing about night, silk and love forever just made my day XD Good way to start the morning, so thanks for that and Welcome don't mind about studying, I'm doing the same thing right know xD
(T//////T)*snip* *snip* I-I've burn my cat cosplay...what should I use now?
mou~ lets see what I have...
A Sakura Kinomoto cosplay with her magic staff(*//////*)
...a shana cosplay with the firely effect and sword(this is good to fend off people) *swinging the sword & accidently slice my desk in half* *sweatdrop* maybe I should just put this away...(=//////=)''
...Rika Furude cosplay with a complete set of ritual scythe(oh this scythe looks real, wait it is real!*throw away before any one gets hurt*)
.....Mio Akiyama cosplay with bass guitar set...
oh this looks nice, a Nanoha cosplay with Raising Heart...now I can use starlight Breaker...but I don't know how to use it...*depress*
This is what I get for going to the game last night.
Am I really the only person here watching Asura Cryin' besides the newbie? Huh.
You missed my comment
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To be honest, AC is more Tomo/Misao than Tomo/Kanade, so your fic would feel more Nanoha/Yuuno to me than Nanoha/Fate. But I think that's just ship-fighting, so don't let that stop you.
First world Tomo's Asura Machina burial doll is miko-girl. So it means nothing.
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Proud Nanoha/Yuno/Fate, Caro/Elio/Lutecia, Alto/Sheril/Ranka and Honor/Hamish/Emily shipper. Last one even canon.
PS. Also Nanoha/job, Honor/job and Rein/Agito.
PPS. Proud Athrun/Cagalli/Meyrin shipper.
First world Tomo's Asura Machina burial doll is miko-girl. So it means nothing.
I'm not basing it on that. I'm basing it on the only on-screen kiss. And if you just spoiled me on something from the novel, please stop now before this gets ugly.
I'm not basing it on that. I'm basing it on the only on-screen kiss. And if you just spoiled me on something from the novel, please stop now before this gets ugly.
Ehm... It was clear from first episodes of AC2 actually... not obviously, but still...
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Proud Nanoha/Yuno/Fate, Caro/Elio/Lutecia, Alto/Sheril/Ranka and Honor/Hamish/Emily shipper. Last one even canon.
PS. Also Nanoha/job, Honor/job and Rein/Agito.
PPS. Proud Athrun/Cagalli/Meyrin shipper.
Red eyes slowly opened, squinting as they tried to focus. Clouds were visible above and the girl laying on the ground let out a slow groan as she came to. Blond hair kept small strands of freshly mowed grass in it as Fate slowly sat up. 'What... where am I?' The questions came at once and the girl swallowed thickly, realizing her throat was parched. 'I feel like my whole body was scrambled...' Moving one hand to rub her eyes, she placed the other on the ground beside her and yelped when she realized that Bardiche was in battle form minus the plasma glow of his blade. "B-Bardiche? What... what happened to us?"
"Memory blocks for the past twelve hours are missing, sir." The device told her helplessly.
"...Why am I in my barrier jacket?" Fate slowly stood and stumbled back to her knees when her vision swam in front of her. "Ugh... Bardiche, can you scan me?"
"Already have sir, condition green."
"Thank you..." Fate took a long steading breath and felt herself feel a little better. "If I'm here, then the others might be in danger... I think this qualifies as flight without permission. Let's go, Bardiche!"
"Yes sir!"
Fate leapt into the air and twisted once to stabilize herself before looking around from her bird's eye view. "I'm in the park in the town, so that means the base is westward." After nodding to herself, she took off, forming a small barrier around herself to block most of the wind blowing on her.
"Incoming communication, sir." Bardiche informed her, popping a monitor up for her.
"Connect." Fate replied easily, relieved that she was being contacted.
"Unidentified mage, you have entered a restricted air flight zone in military use. State your name and land immediately or you will be fired upon."
Fate blinked at the harsh command and looked at the man on the screen she didn't recognize. "Fate T. Harlaown, lead enforcer of section six on my way back from a battle. I need a status update for the past twelve hours."
The man typed a few things on a floating keyboard before glaring at Fate. "There is no mage by that name stationed here. Please land at once."
Fate growled. "Look, I was knocked out in battle and have no idea what is going on, I need a status update!"
Again the man frowned. "Land right now, mage, or you will be intercepted. This is your last warning."
The blonde sighed and cut the communication off, flying to the front of her familiar base. 'I'll have to find Hayate or someone to find out what's going on.' As she started walking to the door, Signum exited it and stood infront of Fate. "Signum, thank goodness." She offered her friend a relieved smile. "I was knocked out some time ago and-"
"How do you know my name?"
Fate stopped talking for a few seconds, looking at her friend with a slightly open mouth. "Signum, please, I am seriously worried that-"
"Answer my question, mage. You entered a military base without permission after being warned that hostile action would be taken. This is a restricted zone."
"Signum, this isn't funny!" Fate's voice started shaking, fear settling in on her. "Please, I am really worried here, I don't need this!"
"I need to restrain you and take you so you can be questioned. Will you come with me quietly?"
"Signum!" Fate shouted now, tears in her eyes. "Why are you doing this, I need your help right now! This isn't funny!" When the woman didn't reply she walked past, then shoved her away when a hand moved to grab her. Before the warrior could make another attempt, Hayate made it to them, already in her jacket. "Hayate, will you-"
Hayate pointed her staff at Fate and glared at her with serious eyes. "Put down your weapon and identify yourself."
Spoiler for AlternativeS part 2:
"What...?" Fate felt her legs shake but managed to keep herself standing. "Hayate... What is going on?" The tip of the staff lowered slightly when a tear fell from Fate's eye. "I don't... understand... Why are you acting like this...?"
Signum looked at Hayate and then back at the blonde who was on the edge of a breakdown. "I think the best course of action right now would be for you to come with us for a while and get some questions answered. Why do you know our names and why are you insisting that we know you?"
"Nanoha..." Fate's voice was soft, unsure of herself anymore. "I want to see Nanoha and Vivio."
Hayate positioned her staff in a less threatening way and put a hand on her hip, judging the woman in front of her. "Why do you want to see Nanoha-chan?"
"Please. Just please, okay? I need to see her..."
Signum stood behind her woman and put a hand on Fate's shoulder. "Mistress, I can take her from here."
"Please," Fate spoke again. " Just let me see them?"
"Who is Vivio?" Hayate asked, making Fate stiffen. "Okay, okay... I will ask for Nanoha to come to the interrogation room, will that make you feel better?"
"Mistress!?"
"I don't think she will cause any trouble." Hayate told her friend. "Now, can you tell me your name?"
"Fate." Fate finally spoke up. "Fate T. Harlaown."
Ignoring the last name as a coincidence, Hayate simply nodded. "Signum, please escort Fate-san here to the interrogation room. I will get Nanoha and ask her to meet you there."
Signum nodded and addressed Fate again. "Please disarm your device." She watched Fate recall her staff and place the gem in a slot on her left glove. "Thank you, this way, please." Putting her hand on Fate's back, she began to lead her.
Silence hung over the two as they slowly walked across the base while Hayate flew off towards the training field that was near where they were heading. No words were spoken during the semi-long walk and Fate felt a little bit of relief when she was entered in the air conditioned building. Together they walked to an elevator and she ignored the strange look she got when she pushed the button for the correct floor. After exiting, she made her way to the room and opened it, seeing Nanoha and Hayate already sitting behind the desk in the room.
After sitting down, Fate looked at Nanoha's questioning face and felt her heart break completely. "You... don't know who I am, do you?"
Nanoha looked at the woman in front of herself and slowly shook her head. "I'm... sorry? I don't remember you..."
Hayate spoke up, giving the woman a sad look. "Fate-san, could you please answer some questions for us? We have gone out of our way for you so much already." Fate nodded sadly, eyes still focused on Nanoha. "You told our contact that you were stationed here, am I correct?"
"Yes. Bardiche, could you?"
"Yes sir." Several monitors popped up, displaying Fate's I.D and information.
"Lightning one," Signum noted. "That is my call sign."
Fate didn't say anything. Instead, Hayate continued. "This looks too good to be faked... She even has our friendly unit code...It says here you live... In Nanoha's room."
Fate nodded again. "Yes, along with Vivio."
Nanoha shook her head. "Who is Vivio?" She almost flinched when Fate looked as if she had just lost her will to live. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you." She glanced at Hayate with a confused face and whispered to her. "What happened to this girl?"
"I don't know," Hayate whispered back softly. Turning back to Fate, she tried again. "Fate-san, you said something about being knocked out? You are in battle mode?"
Fate was looking down at her hands on the table, talking so softly she almost couldn't be heard. "I don't know... I woke up and have no memory of the battle I was in or how I even got there... The last I recall was dropping Vivio off at school."
"That name... why would that person be in my room?"
Nanoha swallowed and leaned back, stammering over her words. The woman in front of her was obviously upset because of them but she honestly couldn't remember anything. "Tell me something I would remember?"
"Our marriage?" Nanoha shook her head at Fate's words. "Adopting Vivio? Growing up, swapping ribbons?" When Nanoha kept shaking her head, Fate started getting desperate. "Anything? You saved me from my mother-" When Nanoha's eyes widened slightly, Fate felt a small bit of hope. "When we were nine, I attacked you for the jewel seeds!"
"I... I remember that, that was when I met Yuuno-kun and found out I was a mage..."
Fate nodded, reaching over and taking both of Nanoha's hands, much to everyone's displeasure. "Yes! And Arf, my familiar! Suzuka and Arisa!"
Nanoha shook her head, unsure. "How... can you know what happened on Earth..."
"That was me! The girl with pigtails! We fought and fought and you kept trying to get me to talk to you, and then when I was captured I came to help you against my mother. You offered your hand and saved me!"
Nanoha shook her head again. "But I... that girl died." This time Fate shook her head. "I remember it... I was yelling at her... to take my hand... and she didn't... she reached for her mother and was pulled into the void..."
"No... no, I reached for you. You saved me!" She felt Signum place a hand on her shoulder and she sat back down. "This isn't happening..."
"Fate, could you look at me...?" Nanoha leaned forward and ignored her friend's looks. Gently she touched Fate's cheeks and looked into her eyes. "I remember... those eyes. That were so very sad...."
Fate leaned lightly against the palms and placed her hand over Nanoha's. "I didn't die... Why is everything so suddenly different... I don't..."
"Lets talk somewhere more comfortable," Nanoha requested softly. "Hayate-chan, I don't think she is a threat. We need to let her settle down and try and figure out why she knows all of this. I think we should help her."
Hayate let out a breath but agreed anyway. "You always were one to help people no matter what... But I agree, this is a very confusing situation."
"Okay then, lets go to my room, Fate-chan. Signum, could you watch my students for an hour?" She got a nod and a very thankful look from Fate. "Lets go then." her hands pulled back and moved back under the table. A moment later she moved back and ran her palm over a small orb on her chair, gliding over to a shocked Fate. "Fate-chan?"
Fate felt everything stop, seeing nothing but Nanoha in a wheelchair. The questions around her started to fade out and she felt as if sand was pouring all over her body before she collapsed to her knees and then to the floor. The last thing she heard was her name being shouted and Nanoha trying to lean over to reach her.
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Fate moaned as a cool, damp washcloth was moved over her cheeks. "Wha...?"
"Don't force yourself," a gentle voice warned her softly.
"Shamal..." Fate spoke up, resting easier when the familiar voice was heard. "I had the worse nightmare... I went home and nobody remembered who I was... Nanoha was in a wheelchair..." Her red eyes slowly opened and she looked at the doctor. "It was horrible."
"...I'm sorry to say this, but that wasn't a dream." Shamal gave her patient a sympathetic look. "Fate-san, was it?"
The blonde closed her eyes and stayed silent for a long moment before answering. "...Yes."
"Can you answer some standard questions for me?"
"Yes."
"Do you hurt anywhere?"
"No."
"No headache or sore joints?"
"No."
Shamal clicked her tongue and scribbled on her pad. "Do you have a medical record I can review?"
Fate finally spoke up again after accepting the fact that she was still where she was. "Bardiche, please give Shamal my records." She watched a monitor appear before her and Shamal inspect it.
"They told me you said you knew all of us?" Shamal read over the information before her, staring at the perfect notes and then seeing her name by the doctor who treated the woman. "I see you know me as well, not just my name."
"Yes..." Fate sat up and moved her feet off the bed to sit. "You always treated me. I'm sure you'll find anything you want to know in there... Nanoha isn't here, is she?"
"No, she went to finish training her students, but requested me to contact her when you woke up. Were you expecting her to be here?"
Fate shook her head and stood, looking down at her Barrier Jacket before dismissing it to her normal enforcer uniform. "Shamal, I'm going to the training grounds, if you need me please contact Bardiche, okay?"
"I'm sorry I can't let you go without being escorted..." Her words trailed when the blonde looked at the floor sadly. "... Tell you what, you are my last patient today... How about I walk with you?"
"Thank you, I would like that." Fate allowed the woman to collect her things and close her office before walking along the hallways with her.
"So, how much do you know about us?"
Fate kept her eyes ahead, wondering how exactly to answer that. "You took care of me since I was nine... I remember getting my flu shots every year and being put on diets when I ate too many snacks..." A small smile came to her lips at the bittersweet memory. "We met back in the book of darkness incident-"
"How did you know about that? Its top secret."
"I was there." Fate replied back simply. "You and I didn't fight much, that was mainly Signum. I met Hayate then as well, on Christmas eve back on Earth..." Fate finally looked over at her. "Am I in some sort of fantasy world?"
"Or are you in the normal world with a fantasy memory?" Shamal answered back. "The possibility of this isn't unheard of, although rare."
"There have been others like me?"
"Time-Space distortion, a rare occurrence when going from subspace to normal space. However, those situations have been nothing more than losing time, not entering in alternate realities where only they have changed. Your situation is unique and I can't really offer you any more information until we understand why you have these memories that aren't real."
Fate had to run a few steps to catch up. "They have to be real, I experienced them all."
"The possibilities are too many right now. I will research it, though. Hayate already requested my help in the case."
Fate felt a small smile on her lips. "She doesn't change." The doctor returned the smile and continued the small walk to the training field, where Nanoha was sitting before the active training barrier. "Nanoha-chan."
Nanoha glanced over her shoulder and grinned before moving her left hand over the control orb of her wheelchair to turn herself around. "Shamal-san, Fate-chan, hello. Have you collected yourself, Fate-chan?"
Red eyes stared at the girl before her. "I am trying, but everything is so confusing..." Taking a step forward, she knelt down to be on a more eye-level with her friend. "When you had that accident, way back when we were twelve... is that when you lost your ability to walk?"
"Shouldn't you know that if you've been with me all this time?"
"The Nanoha I know... fought through it, and didn't give up. I helped her every day until she could walk again." Her gaze softened. "I'm sorry..."
Nanoha blinked and made her chair move back a little. "Thank you, but I am fine. I am a tactical teacher and spell developer. Your Nanoha was the same?"
"Stars leader and special task trainer. She lead a unit as well as trained forward students and normal recruits... She also shoved all her paper work off on her poor students." Judging from the laughter in Nanoha's eyes, that part stayed the same. Before she could continue the conversation, a flashing red monitor appeared beside Nanoha, demanding attention.
"Nanoha-chan!" Hayate's face appeared on the screen. "There are some drones near the bridge leading into the city. They are a new model, probably a test run. I need three or four people to launch an attack while we defend incase it is a front!"
Fate looked at the screen, eyes on the drones. "That's... not a new model."
Nanoha turned back to Fate. "You have seen these before?"
"Of course... They were Scaglietti's, a prototype for the more advanced drones."
Hayate addressed Fate now. "You have encountered them before, correct?"
"Yes." She nodded.
Hayate eyed the woman hard. "You said you were stationed under me, right?"
Fate set her eyes, knowing that tone of voice. "Ma'am!"
"What is your rank, Fate-san?"
The blonde pulled Bardiche and recalled her just recently discarded jacket. "S. I can handle them all by myself while recording their motions for you. Request permission for personal flight."
"Granted."
"Hayate-chan!" Nanoha interrupted sharply. "We can't just send her-!"
"Nanoha," Fate spoke up, smiling at her lovingly. "I want to talk to you when I get back, okay? I'll treat you to Fuji's." With that, she flew into the air, twisted, and headed off to the combat site. 'If these are here, and if what Shamal said was true...' The drones came into sight and she ignited her scythe. 'Then Scaglietti is alive...And he is smart enough to figure out why I am in this alternate reality.' She set her brow and engaged, activating several cameras around herself. 'And that means that these people here have no idea of the war about to happen...'
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The blonde entered the combat area and flew around several small beams of magical energy shot at her from the robots. Spinning and twirling, she made sure that her cameras were catching the capabilities of the new units. Although she herself knew exactly what they were capable of, a small part of her mind was still wary of her situation and was actively looking for some type of influx in their power range. Finally, after several minutes of dodging, she began attacking as well, cleaving through droid and droid with her scythe as well as magical daggers shot from a distance.
Thunder clapped around her in the sky and red eyes looked upwards as bits and pieces of metal fell to the water below her. 'That's strange it wasn't cloudy a moment ago...' Another attack was made and small drops of rain started falling around her, making the woman try and wrap up the situation before the rain got too hard.
The last flight unit was struck down and the mage floated in the air, looking around for what was making her feel so uncomfortable. A bolt of lightning illuminated the area for a brief moment, revealing a figure in the air not too far from her. "State your name!" Fate yelled out at the person.
The mage flew closer to her, revealing a pre-teen form. Fate stared, her grip on Bardiche loosening lightly. Dark purple armor was covering the male's body, matched by a lighter shade of the same color. Four translucent wings were buzzing behind himself to keep him afloat and in his right hand, a matching spear was gripped at the ready. "Er..io?"
Erio lifted his head lightly, staring at the woman before him as a harsh gust of wind scattered the rain all around them. "I see you've heard of me. I don't recall you, though."
"Its me... Fate." She flew towards him but found Erio lifting his spear to point at her. "Erio?"
"Fate?" He smirked. "What an ironic name. Tell me, Fate, how are you able to take out this small army by yourself? Section Six's top mages are still at the base."
"You don't remember me either..." Fate realized with a bit of despair.
A metallic voice rang up in the storm then, calling Fate's attention. "On alert, sir."
Fate nodded and gripped her weapon harder. "Erio, why are you here?"
"Just observing. The doctor wanted me to see how the new models would hold up in combat."
"So you're with him." She knew it before she said it. Granted, Jail had been looking for him before she found the boy, but something was different... "Who's armor are you wearing? Is it Lutecia's?"
"Oh? You know her?" His cocky attitude was apparent. "Why yes, she gave me this."
"So does that mean... Caro is there as well?"
Erio seemed even more interested. "You seem to know a lot."
Fate licked her lips, tasting the rain on her tongue. "Its nothing..." After a moment of silence, Erio gave a two finger wave and turned, flying off into the now developing storm and out of her sight. "If they are with him already... What else has changed?"
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Giving a short sigh, Fate turned around herself and put up a small barrier to keep the rain off of her as she made her way back to base. Landing on the helipad, she walked to the door and through it before letting down her shields and shaking her head to try and sling the water from her hair.
The familiar path was made, hands rubbing her arms to fight the chill of the base's air conditioning on her wet body. When the debriefing room was entered, she felt a little odd that nobody was inside. 'Should I have gone to the command room directly?' Her question was answered when the sound of boots clicking on the smooth floor came to her ears. Fate turned her head and leaned back a little to peek outside the doorway she was standing in, seeing not only Hayate walking towards her, but Nanoha at her side.
Giving them a small smile, waited for them there. "Hey," she greeted when the girls were close enough.
"We thought you would return to the training field," Hayate told her lightly. "But you landed where you were supposed to and even came to the right room."
"I've told you, Hayate," The blonde spoke softly while moving to sit inside the room. "I live here, I'm just... not where I'm supposed to be."
Nanoha made herself comfortable next to Hayate as she sat and leaned forward on the table, looking at the woman in front of her. Small drops of water were dripping from her hair and the ruby red eyes were downcast once more. "Thank you for fighting," Nanoha voiced her thoughts, getting looked at. "Did you get hurt?"
"No," Fate shook her head lightly. "Something like that won't hurt me."
Hayate leaned back in her chair, crossed her arms, and looked up at the ceiling in thought. "Thank you for your help, Fate-san. We got a lot of information that will help us prepare for the next battle."
"I know that voice, you're wondering what to do with me now."
Hayate looked at the blonde and smiled. "Yes, I am. I think I can spare you a room for the meantime, under surveillance for the time being, I'm afraid. I hope you understand."
"A powerful mage comes out of no where, claims to know everyone and may be from another world with no proof of any of this... I understand completely, Hayate."
"Thank you." Hayate nodded. "I'll show you to your room, I'm sure you want to take a while to settle down."
Fate glanced over at Nanoha. "Actually, I'd like to talk with Nanoha a bit... can I offer to buy you.." she trailed off and looked at Bardiche. "Bardiche, how much money do I have?"
"None, sir. Your bank account will not connect."
Fate looked down dejectedly. "I should have realized that sooner."
Nanoha smiled lightly. "How about I cook for you instead? You can come to my room for a while."
"Nanoha-chan." Hayate whispered softly to her in a concerned voice.
"Its okay," Nanoha replied just as soft. "You know that battle in the past, when I first got my magic, really upset me... I still have nightmares about not saving that girl... and even if she can lie so well, her eyes make me feel the same as they did back then... She's scared and confused."
Hayate looked at Nanoha's determined face and slowly exhaled. "Okay, I won't stop you. But please understand I have to watch her, even if I do trust you and she fights for us."
"I know, you're just protecting everyone." Nanoha took Hayate's hand and gave it a small squeeze before looking back at Fate. "Shall we?"
"Yes," Fate stood as well and walked out of the room with the two girls. Her red eyes looked down at Nanoha's wheelchair and realized that there were no handles on the back. Instead she seemed to be in an almost a small vehicle. Several orbs were on her left hand-rest and one was on her right, which was used to steer herself. From the lines on the side of the device, she could tell it held many storage containers and the wheels seemed to be very sturdy.
If Nanoha noticed the staring, she didn't say anything. Instead, she stayed quiet until they were back on the bottom floor of the main base. When the elevator doors opened, both she and Hayate groaned at the same time. Fate blinked but followed their gaze to two people standing at the receptionist desk of the main lobby.
The man of the group turned and looked at them before standing his full height, smirking with an attitude that made the blonde suppress a shiver. "Yo, midget." He hailed Hayate with a voice full of sarcasm. "And Wingless as well, hello." He looked down at Nanoha, who frowned up at him.
Fate felt anger rise in her chest when she heard the names and stood in front of the two out of instinct when addressing him. Her eyes went to the man's badges on his uniform to check the rank before talking to him casually. "And you are, sir?"
"Salute your superiors." He stated flatly.
"When I see one, I will." Fate shot back, astonished at his rudeness to someone he's never met.
Hayate interrupted, getting straight to the point. "Why are you here, Lexus?"
"Enemy units were engaged by an unknown mage, who landed here." He looked at Fate. "Is that her?"
"I engaged." Fate told him simply.
"You got yourself a mage ranked over A, I'm impressed Midget."
Nanoha chose this time to interject. "She is stationed with us, if you have no other business, then leave, Lexus."
"Quiet, Wingless."
Fate stepped in front of Nanoha more and glared. "Do not call her that, it is rude."
Lexus smirked. "So?"
"I don't like you. Please leave." Fate said the words softly, but the man still chuckled before turning and waving over his shoulder.
"See you around, Midget." With that, the man and his unknown partner left the building, laughing at a joke that the three women missed.
Fate looked over at Hayate, who seemed to be holding herself back quite a bit. "Who was that?"
"...Long story." The smaller woman whispered, annoyed.
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"Long story short," Nanoha began when the three started moving again, heading to the side exit that was closer to the residential building. "Lexus commands a division much like ours. We focus on Lost Logia and Relics, where as he combines the air, sea, and land forces into one 'super fleet' that can help any situation... Which is what we were supposed to do as well."
Fate thought about it a moment. "So why do they have that right instead of you?"
Hayate picked back up. "He has a triple-A ranked air, land, and sea mage. Even though I'm an S plus-ranked mage..."
"I don't mind," Nanoha spoke up when a small delay made her notice what was bothering her best friend. "When I had my accident, I went from the top flight Ace to being..." She looked to the side. "A 'wingless' bird who can only train students."
"That's... that's horrible." Fate almost stopped walking. "How can he call you that!?"
"I'm used to it by now. It annoys me more than anything." Nanoha shook her head.
"That doesn't give him any right to-"
Hayate interrupted the rant before it could start. "Anyway, he has the best mages, so he gets the best support. His budget is twice that of mine and he doesn't miss an opportunity to rub it in my face."
"Why?"
"If I disband my unit, he will get my base for his to expand, as well as my funding. He will get promoted as well, I'm sure."
Fate looked down at the ground. "How low can you get... Just because I wasn't here."
Hayate glanced to the side, taking in Fate's angry and sad face. "You were there in your world. I'm sure I'm happy there."
"...You believe me?"
Hayate stopped at Nanoha's doorway and crossed her arms with a teasing smile. "Do you know Nanoha's password to enter her room?"
Fate stepped to the hand scanner, knowing she wasn't stored in it. The small password screen was to the left, just like always. Lifting her hand to touch the numbers, she stopped and thought a moment. 'It won't be her birthday, nor mine... She hasn't met Vivio yet so it won't be hers...Of course it would have nothing to do with me, so maybe Hayate?... No, she never used Hayate before because it would be a security risk...' Licking her lips, she pressed a button on the small screen to bring up the keyboard for the alphabet. Her first choice was Arisa, which was beeped at. Secondly she tried Suzuka and got the same result.
Pausing a moment, she thought hard, back in the past where she was on Earth with everyone else. 'She told me she felt isolated... loved but not being a part of it. She always said she felt left out despite everyone always smiling at her...' A grin came to Fate's mouth and she started moving her hand once more, typing out the word carefully: Happiness
The confirmation beep came and the door slid open, making both Hayate and Nanoha look at her in shock. "Back then," Fate told them softly, looking over her shoulder. "Nanoha wanted something more, something that she could have but also give to everyone else. When she could teach people, she would share it with them and use it to help guide their lives, just as she helped guide mine. I told her then, that more than anyone else in my life... She made me the happiest..." The girl looked down, lightly embarrassed. "I just thought that part of you would stay the same, even if I wasn't there to say it..."
After a small moment of silence, Hayate smiled at Fate and Nanoha. "Well, I'm going to handle the paperwork. Nanoha-chan, please take care of our guest." She got a nod. "Fate-chan, I'm assuming?" this time Fate nodded at her, also smiling. "Until I deem it otherwise, you will be stationed here. I'll need you to fill out forms tomorrow and talk with Shari-chan and Yuuno-kun about your situation.... And we'll just go from there." Patting the girl on the back, she grinned and went on her way.
Fate watched the girl walk from them and waved lightly when the girl turned to press the button on the elevator. "She's the same.
Nanoha moved herself into her apartment and felt the blonde follow her in. "How about my home? Is it the same where you come from?"
Expecting the difference already, Fate shook her head lightly. "No, its different. Hayate designed it herself and we picked out our furniture. Of course it will be tailored to fit just you." Her eyes scanned the area, taking in the new room. The layout was the same, as were the locations of the furniture, but the similarities ended there. The furniture itself was different, and was obviously meant for someone in a wheelchair. The small kitchen area had less under the counter storage and instead was trimmed to let Nanoha move with ease. The small stairway to their raised bedroom was replaced with a slight ramp, and there were less traces of the frill that Fate was so fond of.
"Please, make yourself at home." Nanoha told her while going to the kitchen. "I'm sure you're hungry, I'll cook us something.
"Ah, I'll handle it!" Fate stopped when Nanoha glanced over at her. "Oh... I'm sorry, that must have sounded weird to you."
Instead of commenting on that, Nanoha went back to inspecting her refrigerator. "We need to have something yummy to celebrate me meeting my best friend from another world. How does roast chicken sound to you?"
"Sounds wonderful."
"If I asked you to get some things from my pantry, would you know where to look?"
"Possibly," Fate went to the small pantry and opened the double doors there before picking up the containers. "Here, should I get the orange andd butter as well?"
"Orange? for a chicken?"
Fate felt a small giggle come and she welcomed it gratefully. "Yes, you love orange chicken... May I?"
Nanoha nodded smiled. "Yes, please." watching the blonde move around her kitchen, she felt an odd feeling in her chest. "This is so weird, I can't even imagine what its like for you."
"Its strange," Fate's motions slowed slightly but she picked back up almost at once. "Everything is the same but slightly different at the same time."
"You said we were really close."
Fate nodded and moved beside Nanoha to share the cutting work with her. "You're my wife."
"... I see." Blushing darkly, Nanoha glanced up at Fate. "How long have we been together?"
"A few years. We started dating when we were about fifteen or sixteen. I asked you to marry me and..." She grinned. "you fainted. Dead on the spot, it was so nerve wracking."
"Nya haha, that sounds like me. Was our wedding pretty?"
"Very. Everyone was there..." trailing off, she looked down at Nanoha again. "Speaking of, do you train Subaru?"
"Subaru-san? Oh yes, she's in my group. A little bit of a cry-baby but she's getting better."
"... Tea?"
"I'm sorry, I don't know a Tea. Is she in my group in your world?"
"Not anymore. Subaru, Tea, Erio, Caro, and Lutecia were your forwards."
"Forwards?" Nanoha pondered this while moving to preheat the oven. "I don't have any forwards here, just my standard group of fifteen."
"I see... I guess that makes sense." Fate tried to shake the feeling she was getting.
"So, Fate-chan, in your world, we're married and you said we had a daughter?"
"Yes."
"Adopted?"
Fate did stop this time. "...Yeah. She's adopted."
Nanoha flinched. "I'm sorry, did something happen?"
"Our first child... No, never mind. Tell me about your day?"
Taking the change of topic in stride, Nanoha went on. "It was normal up until you came in. Woke up, started training students, had lunch, then met this really weird girl from another universe who says she's my wife."
"Sounds like a winner," Fate played along. "You should keep an eye on her."
"Make sure she doesn't hit on me." Nanoha stuck out her tongue, pleased at having someone to talk to for a change.
"And carry you up to the bedroom and raid the bottom drawer?" Her words made Nanoha physically recoil in shock, eyes wide and cheeks suddenly burning red. Fate blinked a moment before realization finally dawned on her. "Oh... Wow, that was a really awkward thing to say."
"H-How did you... I mean..." Nanoha face palmed. "Married. right."
"... Sorry."
"Its... Its okay." Nanoha moved around Fate to start preparing some side dishes while the blonde catered to preparing their main course. "Just... Wow, that's embarrassing."
"Don't be embarrassed, we both picked them out, so-"
"Fate-chan!" Nanoha almost shrieked. "That's even worse!"
"Oh! Oh, I'm sorry. I'm just... wow, this is awkward."
Nanoha felt her ears burn. "So, um... Hey, am I any good?"
Taking the chance to turn the topic playful, Fate nodded lightly. "Yeah. Really good." Looking over at her friend, she smiled.
"Tell me some more about yourself. You seem to know everything about me but I don't know much of anything about you. Some wife I am."
"Its okay... Uhm, what do you want to know?"
"Everything... I want to know what my wife is like."
Fate paused and turned to gaze down at the girl in the wheelchair next to her. Slate blue eyes were misted lightly, probably from the onion she was cutting. 'That's right... I was Nanoha's main support all those years... the one who never gave up on her, the one who always stood beside her... The one who loved her the most when she felt so alone, and understood without needing to hear anything...'
"... My name is Fate Takamachi Harlaown. You took my last name and I changed my middle. I met you when we were nine..." Fate's story continued all throughout their cooking, even spilling over into their dinner together. Fate's words almost never paused, and the curious eyes of Nanoha begged for more every time she thought Fate would stop. As the time went by, they moved from the kitchen, to their dining table, to sitting on the couch together after Fate carefully carried Nanoha to it.
Finally, after several hours, Nanoha found herself hard pressed to stay awake despite wanting to know more. When the blonde noticed, she simply smiled and bent over to pick her up off the couch. Carrying her like a princess, she moved to the bedroom and saw Nanoha's wheelchair move on its own behind them. Laying teh girl on the bed, she smiled down at her and simply said her goodnight before making a promise to meet her for breakfast the next day.
After leaving the room, Fate leaned against the door and sighed longingly. "Nanoha... I miss you so much."