Type: Fluff
Ship: Tsumioda
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Ibuki was standing behind a corner, flowers representing love and appreciation all wrapped in a bow held tightly in her hands. Her face was flushed and her palms were sweaty. Today was the day she was going to confess her love to Mikan Tsumiki. Mikan was the first person to make her feel accepted and loved, Mikan was the first person she was able to truly have fun with, Mikan was the first person she ever told her problems too, Mikan was her first ever true love. Not some silly crush, not a swing, no, this was serious. And it made Ibuki nervous.
She remembered something just then. She remembered that Mikan told her that Ibuki was the first person she was able to be wild with. She was able to talk to normally with. The person she was able to rant too, the person she was able to have fun and be her true self with. She took a deep breath a smiled. Mikan felt the same way, didn't she?
She went out from her corner and walked up to Mikan, who was sitting on the edge of the fountin, reading a book about history, one of her favorite subjects. Ibuki sat down next to her.
"Mikan Pecan!"
Mikan jumped a bit but smiled and turned around.
"Muki Buki!" The nurse looked at her smiling, then she noticed the flowers.
"Who are those for?" She asked softly. She had a soft voice. It was hard to notice when she was a stuttering mess, but when she was calm she had a sweet, soft, motherly voice. Ibuki was absolutely intoxicated by her voice.
"Th-They're for you." she avoided eye contact, a very obvious blush on the metal rocker's face.
Mikan blushed heavily. "R-Really!? But they're so romantic!"
"Exactly." Ibuki said softly. This was her chance, she better not fuck it up.
She looked directly at Mikan, not directly in her eyes though because that made her uncomfortable.
"Mikan, I'm in love with you."
Tsumiki gasped as cherry blossoms fluttered around the two girls.
"I love everything about you. I love how femmine and motherly you are. I love how wild you can get. I love how stern you can get. I love how creative and beautiful you are. Everything you touch or come by seems to become something out of an oil painting, or, to simply say it, it becomes just as beautiful as you. You're kind and funny and when you get sarcastic and sassy with me it makes my heart light up because it means you're comfortable around me."
She took a deep breath in.
"Mikan Tsumiki, will you be Ibuki's girlfriend?"
Mikan had happy tear in her eyes. She dropped her book on the ground and wrapped her arms around Ibuki.
"Yes! Yes! Of course I will! I love you so very very much Ibuki Mioda! You make me so very very happy!"
Mikan looked up at her. "May I kiss you?" She asked shyly.
Ibuki's heart was beating faster than any drum solo she ever preformed in her life.
"Please do." She said in a dorky flustered voice.
As their lips touched, the flowers fell the the ground.
They were together, physically, emotionally, and mentally.
As the cherry blossoms flew around, they both knew something that was the absolute truth of the situation.
Everything
Was
Perfect.
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I hope you like it! I was having trouble writing Mikan for we never really get to know her well outside of her trauma. Nonetheless, I think I did pretty well and I hope you think so too!
Word Count: 576
