Transient Memories (Tomoe x Reader)

A Helpless Goddess and Her Young Familiar

Tomoe's P.O.V

My eyes deceive me. I know they must. But, the ferocious lapping of my pulse contradicts my desperate will. (f/n) stands dauntingly over the edge of a deserted city street. The wind blows with unrelenting destitute 20 stories above a dehumanized concrete wasteland. I step closer, instinct consuming my rationale. She sniffles, wheezing as she speaks. "I've been abandoned by this world. I've come to realize this over the course of my short stay here. So unsatisfying, my own father couldn't bear the burden of my care. So useless that I couldn't save my own mother. Everything I loved, everything I cherished, has been sucked from my lungs and with nothing left to breath I have no reason to stay here. Like the plague, all that I touch withers in remorseful anguish. My world is tainted with a sacrilegious film, a road of desolation ahead of me. I was not fit to be a daughter. I am not fit to be a god. I will never be fit to love." She chokes on the last word, spitting as if her throat was drenched in fire. Her eyes explode with violent tears. Upon seeing her anguish, my heart shatters. This is my fault. "I am weak. I do not want be a burden anymore." Her screams echo across the shrouded sky. I can feel my lips quiver, a prominent frown overtaking my stoic demeanor. I have to fix this.

"That isn't true. You are not weak. Though you have been dealt unfair odds, you continue to push forward with unwavering determination. You must continue to fight the stagnant current that is this awful life. It is that vigor that makes cherry blossoms bloom. It is that resolve that makes a god." I plead for my voice to reach her. Her cries soften, expression growing lax. She smiles lightly, wiping her swollen eyes.

"Did you ever think I was beautiful?" The question is omnipotent as it engrains its severity into my mind. I blush bashfully, gritting my teeth. For a moment, I look away out of embarrassment. My ears catch wind of an amused laugh and I gaze upward once again. She shifts her balance, leaning further over the edge and I watch her trembling figure fall from the starry sky. Like a rose petal fluttering to the earth, she cascades with unparalleled elegance.

My heart leaps forward in a frenzy of terror. Before I can think, my feet propel me onward with inhuman strength. Within seconds, I have mounted the buildings edge and leaped towards my precious lady. She tumbles beneath me with her eyes firmly shut, an eerie look of peace creeps onto her face. I feel water brim my eyes, tracing a path of torment along my cheek. An emotion unfamiliar to me, a reaction rarely seen. Slowly, I gain on her until I am able to touch her finger with mine. I grapple wildly, forcefully wrapping my grip around her wrist. I pull her into me, crushing her against my chest. The ground approaches in intimidating fashion and I surround her body with my own. I brace for impact. As we collide with solid concrete, my body takes the full brunt of the force. My grip around her weakens, an ache wracking my limbs.

Shakily, I sit up. Pulling her face away from mine, I notice she is no longer awake. She has passed out from the overwhelming fear and anxiety. Tears of joy replace those of anguish and I grin rejoicefully. Wiping the evaporated droplets from her complexion, I whisper a long overdue apology. "You are the most beautiful girl in my eyes."

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Your P.O.V

I stir slightly, my eyes adjusting to the vibrant room around me. I struggle, trying to free myself from my prison of down and fleece. When I emerge from my bed, I notice Kei and Ami have already disappeared. Rubbing my temple slightly, I piece together the events of night prior. My heart aches in my chest, a sickening convulsion rising in my stomach. I reach for my nightstand to take a sip of water, but my hand finds a note first. The familiar script is undeniable.