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“Mnemosyne” Fiction|Smut

Moodboard by @48gmoodboards

Characters: Matsui Jurina (Mnemosyne), Matsui Rena (Lethe); Kojima Haruna (Persephone); Oshima Yuko (Hades)

Summary: Time moves forward. The mind forgets but the heart remembers. 

Author’s note: This is my take on the Lethe x Mnemosyne prompt suggested by @rukakikuchi. She made Part 1 and I made Part 2 with some tweaks from her. I’m not a hardcore wmatsui shipper like before but they are still very precious. I hope you guys enjoy this. It was an “emotionally draining but totally worth it writing experience”. 

P.S. An anon asked me for a smut so so so long ago, but it is only now that I succumbed to it. You guys, this is my first smut so do forgive me if it falls short. 

WARNING: Smut!

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Hours pass

The weeks turn into months

And I’m still alone

Wondering when I’ll see you

Still I watch the hourglass

The symbol of our love

When we were so sure

Our love would be everlasting

(The S.O.S. Band - “Sands of Time”)

~*~*~*~

They cannot kill me even if they wish it with all their heart. They cannot destroy me even if I am the last of the ancient immortals.

I am nostalgia; I am melancholy; I am yearning; I am desire.

I am the forbidden knowledge of the world.

I am Mnemosyne.

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Time flows like an endless river reaching the large expanse of the open sea. Without end or beginning. It trickles without pause; without caution—with selfish inevitability. Time heeds no one’s bidding. It grants no one’s request. It only moves forward despite the unquenchable thirst in our hearts to remain as we are or as we once were.

Pale feet slowly paced to and fro; the clinking of chains echoed in the vast labyrinth. The shadows shifted with each movement, it was almost as if they were dancing. Faint light came from the fissure on the ceiling, without it, everything would have been consumed by the void.

An entity, a young woman lifted her face to meet the soft glow of moonlight. A chain around her neck glistened. Beyond her prison was an endless night with a thousand stars, shimmering galaxies, comets darting across space and yet she could never fully see their true splendor.

“How long…how many more eons?” She whispered. The woman’s blueish lips were chapped; her ashen face devoid of life was still tragically beautiful. She reached out to the light as if willing to grasp it in her slender fingers.

“Guardian of Time, Keeper of Memories.” A voice from nowhere and yet from everywhere rang inside the chamber. “I’ve come to bargain with you.”

The pallid young woman moved away from the light, retreating to the safety of her veil of darkness. “I have nothing left to give or take.”

“Why do you let this prison hold you? You who has lingered in this realm before us, you who has seen the passage of eons?”

The Guardian closed her eyes. True, she was the personification of eternity itself. True, she was more powerful than these gods—old and new. But she has grown weary and apathetic of the affairs of deities and mortals alike. “Nothing is worth destroying, just as nothing is worth saving.”

The voice laughed. “I will break your chains, Mnemosyne, but you must make them remember who we are.”

The passage of time had made humans forget the deities they once worshiped and without faith, the gods fade away. “Those mortals have forsaken you gods, your powers wane, your altars disregarded, your odes unsung. Tell me now, what use will I have for your promise of freedom?”

“Because deep within you heart you wish for freedom, a chance to see her again. And I can give you that, for I am Hades and the underworld belongs to me.”

“You cannot trifle with human souls, the one I loved has long passed on.” Mnemosyne has resigned herself to waste away in this dungeon. Without the light of her life, everything is for naught.

“I can…and I will.” The walls of the dark chamber started to collapse as the earth rumbled and shifted. The fracture in the ceiling grew and grew until it caved. For the first time in a thousand years, Mnemosyne was bathed in moonlight.

“I will bring back the mortal so dear to you and you must keep your end of the bargain.” Hades materialized before her but only in smoke and shrouds of shadow.

“I am the Guardian of Time, Keeper of Memories. I listen to no god.”

“But you listen to your heart.”

Mnemosyne’s eyes widen, she was unmistakably stirred by Hades’ words. The longing within her burned like a thousand suns, consuming her soul.

“Well then,” She lifted her hands; soft light glowed from her fingertips. A chalice with golden liquid was formed in her grasp: the nektar of nostalgia from the very river of memory itself. “You have a deal.”

~*~*~*~

Year 755 A.D.

Once in every century, I am permitted to walk the earth for forty days and forty nights. Every cycle, I renew the bonds of time and memory within the roots of the tree of life. I drench it with the nektar from my river so that the knowledge from the past, the present, and the future continue to flow. More than anything, it is a moment of freedom to wander away from my prison—my most coveted chance to see the one I love.

The mistress of the river of forgetfulness was busy picking indigo flowers scattered about the riverside. She delicately laced them into bracelets.

“Excuse me,” A silken voice interrupted her crafting work. She turned back only to see a young maiden, who perhaps recently entered adulthood. “I seemed to have lost my way.”

“I see…you are a new dweller here.” The mistress smiled as she reached for the girl’s hand to fasten the flower bracelet around the latter’s wrist.

“Who are you and where am I?” The girl wore deep purple robes that were reminiscent to clothing from the Eastern empires. Her hair was the color of an ebony crow while her facial features were dignified and quite sharp.

“I have been called by many names, but I like Rena the best.” Said the mistress, her pure white dress almost glistened. “This is the River of Lethe, your passage to the afterlife.”

“So I am dead.” It was more of a statement than a question from the young girl whose mannerisms seemed older than her age. “I guess those assassination attempts finally bore fruit.”

“Perhaps.” Rena tried to change the flow of the conversation; usually souls of the newly deceased become unstable at the first instance of learning their demise. “You are wearing a rather lavish kimono, your fine garbs tell me that you may be royalty.”

“I come from the land of the crimson sun. Yet my rank bears no importance here.” The newcomer scoffed, stretching her arms so that the yards of fabric flowed more smoothly. “I detest wearing these troublesome draperies more than anything in my life.”

“You find the nuances of nobility rather distasteful?” Rena observed the girl whose funeral garbs seemed to endlessly annoy her. Her whole ensemble spoke nothing but pedigree. Clearly, she was buried with the rites fit for a princess, but her actions and the manner of speaking betrayed her distaste concerning her status.

“I find everything about it repulsive. After all, I am a warrior not a princess.” The girl started to rip her clothes in the attempt to ease her movement. “My name is Jurina.”

“Welcome to the gaol of souls, Jurina. For forty days and forty nights you are to linger in my abode before you may pass over.”

“Why?”

Rena raised an eyebrow at Jurina’s blunt response. “Why? Why what?”

“Why must souls stay here in your upkeep?”

“To reflect about their lives, their hopes and their anguish. So that they may make a choice on whether or not they wish to be reborn or to remain in peaceful slumber.” Rena explained, the steady rhythm of rushing water seemed to complement her voice. “This is the river of Lethe. When the time is right, it will erase all attachments to your previous life.”

“Then in the meantime, I suppose we should get acquainted Milady of the River?” Jurina asked impishly, holding out her hand, which was decorated with the flower wristlet from Rena.

The mistress of Lethe shook it in response. “You will forget me, nevertheless.”

~*~*~*~

Year 1608 A.D.

The era of literature and the arts has flourished once again after centuries of strife and darkness. They call it the Renaissance. Humans have found solace in creativity and innovation. I continue to drench the roots of the earth with the nektar from the river of memory.

Today, my 366th cycle has arrived.

“Rena, what lies beyond this river?” The girl, decked in layers of red fabric and fur, beside her queried. Her clothing had distinct golden embroidery similar to the Tudor’s floral emblems. Her overall appearance gave an impression of opulence and yet Rena knew she was not of aristocracy. The girl’s garbs were a bit too plain for a blueblood; save for the majestic Union Rose that embellished the chest area of her tunic.

Rena followed the girl’s line of sight. It seemed the young girl was captivated by the vision of Lethe flowing infinitely where the horizon and the body of water coalesce.

“I have not seen the river’s end myself. But I am told, that the river of forgetfulness pours itself to the river of Mnemosyne.” The mistress of the river Lethe turned to observe her companion’s expression. “Does it bother you, Jurina?”

“Mnemosyne?” Jurina’s eyebrows furrowed ever so slightly, as if in deep thought. “Who is she?”

“She’s the Keeper of Memories. A being far older than the gods themselves.” Rena knew tales about her, whispers from wind and chatters from other souls. Yet no one has seen her since she was imprisoned in the depths of the earth. “The Great Overseer of the Underworld created me at her request. I have always wanted to meet her.”

Jurina studied Rena’s face meticulously, as if trying to make sense of something. “Then go on and meet her,” was the girl’s simple reply. As if all the mysteries of the world were mere child’s play. “This realm is so vast and you cage yourself in a small patch of land. Are you not curious at all?”

“You would not know how much it burns me so.” Melancholy glazed Rena’s eyes. There was a sliver of yearning as she spoke. “But you see, I cannot leave. My existence is tied to the River of Lethe, if the link is severed, then I too shall disappear.”

“I see.” Jurina gave a slight nod, as if suddenly understanding the weight of Rena’s predicament. “You remind me of myself.”

“That’s rather…peculiar. What was your life before you came here?”

“I was a thespian, an actor, some would call. I performed for the Sovereign of England. Oh! It was an interesting time to be alive.” Jurina’s eyes sparkled with so much vivacity at the recollection. Fond memories of the grand opera and their glorious performances seemed to replay in her mind. “But similar to you, my maiden fair, I could not forsake the Queen’s Court. For I was born a slave—sold off from my home across the ocean,”

“To live without freedom.” Rena completed the sentence; her wistful gaze fell to her hands that had been weaving indigo flowers into bracelets before their conversation drew on. She shook the thought away. “Tell me then Jurina, what was your favorite play?”

Jurina drew an honest smile. She stood tall, dusted her robes and cleared her throat.

“Cure her of that.

Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased,

Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow,

Raze out the written troubles of the brain?”

The young girl started her lines, all emotion brimming from her eyes. Her voice echoed with conviction as the words fell from her lips one by one. She motioned to reach for Rena who was sitting on the grass with lips agape. Jurina’s slender fingers touched the older girl’s chest, as if wanting to feel the rhythm of her heart.

“And with some sweet oblivious antidote

Cleanse the stuffed bosom of that perilous stuff

Which weighs upon the heart?”

Rena watched the thespian in awe, slightly bewildered how her newfound friend could suddenly shift her persona in an instant.

Jurina bowed, signifying the end of her performance. “That was from Shakespeare’s Macbeth.”

The mistress of the river took some more seconds to contemplate, the pilot light of empathy gleamed in her eyes. “Your protagonist…wanted to erase the memories that brought pain to a woman dear to him?”

“He did. He wanted an antidote for her despair, a way for her to forget.” Jurina expounded, as she brought herself down to Rena’s seated form once again. “I understand Macbeth’s feelings somehow.” She held Rena’s gaze intensely. “Because memories are painful things.”  

There was so much anguish in Jurina’s last phrase that Rena swore she felt as if a knife had plunged itself into her heart. What pain does her memories hold, for this bright, strong soul to show such a despondent expression?

“Do you wish for me to erase them now? If it hurts you so… then I—” Rena was interrupted mid sentence when the brazen girl locked her in a tight embrace.

“We have some days left. Please don’t take away my time with you just yet.”

Rena’s eyes softened, she ran her fingers through Jurina’s ebony hair in the attempt to comfort her. “Seven days, Jurina.”

~*~*~*~

Year 1968 A.D.

The clinking of chains echoed in the abyss, as if slithering like serpents. A figure of a woman was shackled to the floor and ceiling, her neck, hands and feet were bound with titanium cuffs. One by one they were undone.

“I’ve come to awaken you, dear Mnemosyne.”

Mnemosyne’s eyes shot open at the sound of her name, a gust of wind so strong filled the chamber as her power surged. “Good morning, Persephone.” She smiled dangerously.

The one called Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, brought her hands up to touch Mnemosyne’s face as if easing her discordant emotions. “I do not understand why you do this; you tire yourself, you hurt yourself,” She stroked the other’s cheeks fondly. “Over and over again.”

The ancient being strode towards the Gates of Nevermore, a portal that opened every hundred years. “It is my only happiness.”

I shape the existence of the world.

I have saved them from their empty shells.

Memento Vivere; Memento Mori [remember to live; remember that all must die].

Thus the next cycle begins.

Jurina lay asleep at the side of the river, her head rested on the lap of the deity whose robes were all white. In contrast, Jurina wore a worn out camouflage uniform provided for the soldiers during the Cold War. Her hair was tied up in a messy ponytail, the crest of valor and other honorary badges glistened on her chest.

The mistress of Lethe fumbled with the locks of hair sprawled out on her lap like a black sunburst. She was humming a tune while contentedly watching over her companion.

Jurina awoke when Rena slightly stirred from her seating position. The soldier looked up sleepily at the lady of the river, seeing her smile.

“Ah, did I wake you?”

“I didn’t even realize I drifted off.” Jurina said, rubbing her eyes while sitting up. “It’s so calm and quiet here, that I became so relaxed and…” If she concentrated deeper, she swore she could still hear the sound of landmines exploding and a flurry of bullets which seemed to echo without end.

“I don’t blame you. Considering your final moments were in the heat of a battle.”

“Yes… it’s hard to catch your breath during a war,” Jurina let out a dry chuckle. “The Battle of Saigon wasn’t the prettiest.” She attempted to smoothen her unruly tresses but its untamed appeal remained. No matter what angle one looked, the young girl emanated an air of gallantry.

“Oh, it was the Vietnam War?” Rena tucked stray strands of hair behind Jurina’s ear. “Look at you, and they say chivalry is dead.” She teased.

“Hah! Was that a pun or a compliment?” The soldier grinned from ear to ear. She circled her arms around Rena’s waist.

“Can I tell you something strange?” Rena queried.

“Go on, anything.”

“There’s this burning familiarity inside me that says we’ve been like ‘this’ before; that I know you like the back of my hand.” Rena couldn’t put a name on the emotion she was feeling. Just that, there was this hanging shadow on her mind that kept her from recalling something.

“You say souls are reborn? Perhaps we have met a number of times and fell in love a number more. Quite romantic don’t you think, to fall in love with the same soul over and over again?”

“But then, shouldn’t I remember you?” The mistress of Lethe resolved.

As if the gears finally clicked in, the cogs and wheels started revolving; all too suddenly, the weight of their impending separation worried Jurina.

“I wish our time could be frozen. I wish I never have to leave.” Jurina whispered, her hot breath tingled Rena’s ear.

The river deity broke from the embrace, instead she laced their fingers together. “Don’t be too sad, the memories we share will find its way to the river of Mnemosyne—where all remains eternal.”

“I’ve heard legends about her..this Mnemosyne.”

“Fascinating that her name is known even in the mortal realm. Mnemosyne’s existence is an enigma even to us dwellers of the Underworld.” Rena broke their contact and proceeded to walk towards the river’s edge. Her gaze followed the water’s current until it fused with the horizon. “Tell me these legends. I would like to know what the humans say about her.”

“From what I know, she is as old as time itself. Being the Keeper of Memories, she holds knowledge of everything in existence, she knows of all myths ever born and of entire legacies of the mortal world. She is the Eternal Memory.”

“Eternal Memory? That’s definitely something I’ve never heard of…”

“I’ve read it in books. The Eternal Memory of past, present, and future. Like the forbidden fruit of Eden, she knows of both good and evil.”

“From the way you speak of her, she sounds more powerful than any God.”

“Infinitus memoriae, Mnemosyne,” Jurina then spoke. “That is what they called her. In memoria mundi (the memory of the world).“

“Latin?” “Yes.” Rena chuckled. “I’m surprised. It’s such an old language, mortals rarely ever use it anymore.” “I held a particular interest in learning it…things that are dead, things that are forgotten, I feel as if there is so much hidden depth in them.”

“You really are quite peculiar.” Rena released a heavy sigh. “Do you want to know what this realm speaks of the Keeper of Memories?” Now it was her turn to tell a tale.

Jurina nodded.

“They say she fell in love with a mortal, that she did everything within her power to stop the flow of time so that her beloved would not receive the kiss of death.” There was immeasurable sadness in Rena’s eyes as she recounted the story, like it was something close to her.

“Her transgression angered the gods so much that she was imprisoned for attempting to freeze time. Her beloved died nevertheless, and was cursed to never be reborn again. While Mnemosyne was left to waste away in the void.” The two women locked gazes, unspoken words wove themselves in each other’s heart.

There was a pregnant pause before Jurina broke the silence. “I think I know what happens next.”

“The gods realized that without Mnemosyne’s presence, the knowledge of the earth would eventually crumble. Her river, after all, was the consciousness of the universe. So they broke her bonds and struck a bargain,” Rena continued. “She meets the one she loves every hundred years in exchange for her vow of duty.”

“Like star-crossed lovers?” asked the soldier.

“Yes, like the sun and the moon; destined to dance together but never touch.”

“Like us.” Jurina whispered.

Rena turned to the soldier abruptly, quite surprised. Love? Was she allowed to feel that? Was her undead heart capable of such emotion? Did she have the luxury to give it to a passing soul? This girl would leave her soon enough.

“I see,” Jurina understood the river deity’s astonished reaction. “You do not love me.”

Rena shook her head, reaching for Jurina’s hand to stroke her wrist rather affectionately. “You are very precious to me.”

Jurina cupped Rena’s face, leaning in to close the distance between them. But before their lips connected, she desisted. “Forgive me…”

Their foreheads touched; hot breaths intermingled.

Rena closed her eyes, relishing the feeling of intimacy. Oh how she wished Jurina’s 40th day would never arrive. “Tomorrow, you must pass on.” But she could not keep the girl’s spirit here.

Jurina broke from Rena’s hold, she turned her back and knelt before the River of Lethe, dipping her fingers in its cool water. She did not want Rena to see the drops of tears she could not suppress. “I was just practicing how to say goodbye to you.”

~*~*~*~

Year 1997 A.D.

“Rouse her; invoke her name; call her to repair this at once!”

“Olympus would not approve of this, it has only been twenty-nine years since she returned to slumber, it is too soon.”

“Olympus be damned! Would you rather the consciousness of the universe crumble? These humans have placed too much strain on the Tree of Life, their impurities have corrupted it’s roots.” The world tree has shown signs of decay, and its corruption grew dire every passing hour.

“But my love, she insisted–”

“She will rise when she is needed, Persephone. There is no argument here.” Hades, the god of the Underworld commanded Mnemosyne’s awakening as soon as possible. “Tell Mnemosyne to purify it, lest the balance be tipped. Even us would not escape chaos then.”

I no longer remember how many lifetimes I’ve lived, all are but mere echoes of memories.

To see her once more, even for a moment, thus I would not dare break this routine.

In the river of Lethe, no memories remain.

In the river of Lethe, all things are peaceful;

In the river of Lethe, there is comfortable silence;

But not tonight–

The sound of clothes rustling, ragged breathing and bodies melding skin to skin filled the air.

Rena moaned as the woman lying below her traced deft fingers down her spine. “Ju..ri..na..” The name escaped her lips like a prayer. “No more…please,” She rested her forehead on the crook of her partner’s neck, taking a moment to breathe after their passionate exertion.

Once she recollected her bearing, the river deity locked gazes with the young mortal. “Let me?” Her voice was surprisingly leveled.

The sudden shift in who held the reins aroused Jurina. “Oh, is it my turn now?” She grinned mischievously.

“You’re quite skilled at this.” Rena vainly tried to hide her embarrassment but her blushing cheeks easily gave her away. “I hope I could be of service.” She began leaving a trail of feathery kisses on Jurina’s neck and nape, eager to provide an equally satisfying congress in exchange for what she had just experienced.

The human beneath Rena had a captivating presence, that she was sure of. But without her robes, she was nothing but pristine. Rena could endlessly wonder how a mere mortal commanded such deference. Except there were things to be done; a lovely maiden to claim and time was of the essence. “Tell me, if you dislike it.” She whispered hotly, a thread of saliva between her lips and Jurina’s ear.

“I am yours.” Jurina acquiesced, the scent of flowers filled her senses each time Rena drew close. Desire pooled at the pit of her stomach, Rena’s touch seemed to burn her skin. She let out a startled gasp at the sudden intrusion between her thighs. All her senses engrossed on the slender fingers plunging into her core with a rhythm in sync to their beating hearts.

Jurina stifled a moan, her toes curling as she desperately grasped on the robes beneath her that served as their cradle against the grass. Her free hand grabbed Rena’s arm. Passion, obfuscation: the fine line between sentience and carnal desire seemed to cave within her.

“Haaah..” The mortal released a deep sigh. “Hngghhh….” She writhed under the mistress of Lethe.

Rena kissed her forehead, her ministrations grew more erratic, more eager; plunge and then withdraw–it was a waltz between lovers.

“What a wonderful expression you have.” Rena prodded as she admired her own masterpiece. She separated her index and middle finger, stretching Jurina’s inner walls. Her thumb rubbed the bulb of nerve in Jurina’s core, multiplying the shocks of pleasure that ravaged the young woman’s body.

Jurina’s eyes were glazed with lust, her lips agape as she struggled to catch her breath.

“I love you.” Jurina asserted, the heat of desire enveloped her like a feverish dream. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as Rena continued to do what she wished with her body.

For a moment, a split of a second, the mistress of lethe was at a loss how to respond. Can love exists in this ephemeral encounter? Can love remain when no memories are left?

Love her?

A small part of Rena wished the young woman was just delirious. Slowly, she felt Jurina tense up beneath. Her walls constricting around Rena’s digits. Soon, she would find release.

“As I do.” Rena whispered, soft enough that it was barely audible to untrained ears. “You are everything to me.” Her fingers thrusted inside Jurina deeper and faster each time. The vision of her lover writhing and moaning by her hand aroused Rena as well.

Jurina’s mind was an unholy mess. The young woman was completely overcome by pleasure, throwing all caution to the wind. The one thing concrete was the feeling of Rena’s touch. She gripped Rena’s hips firmly as she rode the tremors of her own high, her body trembled in indulgence.

The mistress of Lethe locked Jurina in a tight embrace, coaxing her to relax.

“When the sun rises, my 40th day will have arrived.” Jurina labored to speak despite the waves  of pleasure almost blacking out her mind.

“Hush…leave everything for tomorrow. Tonight, only you and I exist.”

In one swift movement, Rena disentangled herself from the panting girl. Before Jurina could even recollect herself, the deity had already pulled on her ankles, spreading her legs apart.

Rena’s hand slowly trailed its way to Jurina’s knee, the feathery sensation was electric. She buried her face between the mortal’s thighs, earning an uncharacteristic yelp that Jurina herself was unaware she could make.

Then Rena’s tongue slipped inside the crevice, hot liquid still leaking from the young woman’s previous release. One hand held Jurina’s leg in place while the other stroked her abdomen,  fingernails grazing the silken skin.

“S-stop…I’m still–” Jurina said breathlessly, she ran her fingers through Rena’s hair, lightly clawing on the deity’s scalp. She swore she was going to lose her mind.

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Each parting is like a knife wedged on my chest, once withdrawn, the pain is only  secondary to the loneliness I feel. 

Why is this pain perpetual and my wound incurable?

You are my everything,

No matter how many times I must endure this inconsolable anguish.

The mistress of Lethe prepares for her ward’s final voyage. She laces the indigo flower wristlet on the young woman’s left hand.

Jurina’s body lay motionless beside the river’s edge. Her eyes were closed as if in deep slumber. The river of forgetfulness has taken her memories, the final ritual will be complete.

“May your next life be more blessed than the one you left behind. May your spirit remain steadfast and untamed.”

She gave Jurina a bittersweet kiss on the lips.“I love you.” Rena whispered her parting words to her beloved, fixing the girl’s hands so that they were crossed atop her chest. Gently, ever so gently, Rena pushed Jurina’s body towards the river, letting the current carry her mortal vessel, a promise of new life at the other end.

The mistress of Lethe rose to her feet, her grip on her white dress grew firm as she watched the river carry Jurina towards a place she could never reach. “May we meet again.” She turned her back when the girl’s body was far beyond her sight.

In a split of a second, a moment’s breath, the invisible thread that connected two souls was broken. Rena gasped, as if a part of her soul just left her body.

All traces of Jurina was gone. No recollection– not her voice, her face, her scent, not even her name.

Rena blinked once, twice. Teardrops threatened to fall from her eyes, “What’s this? I’m crying?” She wiped the dampness on her cheeks. Bewildered, Rena spun to look at Lethe, its current flowed for always.

There was a void in her heart the could not be filled and her mind couldn’t grasp where her loneliness came from. “Why do I feel so sad?” She could no longer stop the tears from falling.

~*~*~*~

Jurina’s  body finally drifted to the river of memory. In contrast to Lethe, the waters in the river of Mnemosyne lay perfectly still under the blanket of eternal night. Undisturbed like a mirror reflecting the stars. Instead of her mortal body disintegrating into spirit particles, the vessel that held Jurina’s soul glowed.

Jurina opened her eyes then slowly rose. She walked on water as if it was the steadiest pathway. When she finally reached the bank an apparition-like figure greeted her.

“Jurina? What’s with that name?” Hades’ gaze was incisive. The Overseer of the Underworld did not understand the Titan’s devotion. Just watching it unfold was tiresome to say the least.

“It means ‘Pearl’– something born from tears. The mortal I loved came from the East, she gave me that name.”

“How long will you play this farce, Mnemosyne?”

The ancient one did not care to respond this time. She merely made her way to where the chains that must bind her lay waiting.

“Are you not spent? Every cycle, every time you have to pretend to be some mortal seeking safe passage. You start from nothing and when love has finally blossomed in her heart, she forgets you.” Hades droned on like a crone. In spite of it, Mnemosyne knew the deity meant no harm, only concern for her seemingly self-destructive decisions.

The Keeper of Memories stood above the pile of chains, upon contact with her skin they seemed to come to life, slithering across her body like pythons. “A second, a minute, an hour, a day with her though fleeting is better than living without her at all.” The chains wound on her body glowed brightly, it was only then that one would notice that it was actually connected to the river itself.

Hades’ lips opened to speak, but the deity decided against the thought of arguing altogether. “Do what you will; our bargain stands regardless. It is not my position to tell you how to spend your freedom.”

“You have my thanks.” Mnemosyne smiled faintly, closing her eyes as the shackles upon her neck, hands and feet reforged themselves. “Good night.”

The Titan’s body grew limp. There was a soft hiss of metal, a slight movement of steel before everything lay still.

Mistress of Lethe, Goddess of the Oblivion;

Rena, my beloved;

A thousand lifetimes may pass,

And though the threads of destiny continue to falter and break,

You have my heart.

For eternity.

FIN.

[48gmoodboards]

Matsui Rena - “Lethe: The River of Forgetfulness, Goddess of the Oblivion”

“I demolish my bridges behind me...then there is no choice but to move forward.”

Matsui Jurina - “Mnemosyne: The River of Memory; Titaness of Time”

“If you cannot hold me in your arms, then hold my memory in high regard. And if I cannot be in your life, then at least let me live in your heart.”

WMatsui as Lethe and Mnemosyne; requested by @kaoruyo

[aidorudaisuki]

Why I can't move on. Just the way you did so easily.  じゅりれな　【WE DON'T TALK ANYMORE】；松井珠理奈、松井玲奈　（w松井） 720P

[haremdeyukooshima]

Nuevo capitulo de Restart 02. Ahora veremos más sobre Jurina.

[okdnn]

Mail October 31st

18：30 ～ start

Enjoyed some crepe before the performance

Chocolate Creme～（*´q`*）uhe …  

AiiA Theater Live 2018

Performing at AKB’s Live again

After for a while is so fun ー ー ー … ! So hot !

My unit song is

● Coin Toss ● Namida no HyomenChoryoku

I participated on those 2 songs（*°A°*）

Is Coin Toss counted as Team song? lol

（ There is only me from Team 4 ）

After the encore

We appeared in animal costume ! lol

I dressed as Zebra ～ and Mako as Raccoon ～

JuriRena san

The zebra costume I wear

Is Matsui Jurina san’s !

And the wolf costume Seichan wear

Is Matsui Rena san’s !

So I also took a two-shot

Together with Seichan（*・∀��*）

Halloween i sover.

Let’s do our best in the remaining of 2018 !  

[ikotan-ir]

Comment on Ikoma Rina's Graduation Announcement (English Translation)

I'm compiling the translated celebrities / idols/ politician comments on her graduation announcement from stage48.

Almost all of the translations were done by me (and if there are mistakes, please correct me). And the last 2 were done by other people (see the credit).

TM Revolution Nishikawa Takanori

"Despite being really clumsy at first, Ikoma-chan works hard with a strong belief and sense of justice, so when I heard about the graduation announcement, instead of feeling surprised, I feel that it's really "Ikoma-chan like" (something that she would do). Until she graduates, and even after she graduates, I want to support that Ikoma-chan."

Source: https://twitter.com/TMR15/status/958483741252378624

Takahashi Minami

Disclaimer: This is a very rough translation based on what she said on her radio, so there are some of her words that I can't really catch the meaning and there will be mistakes.

"Is it okay for me to talk about this story? I was really surprised this morning when I saw that Nogizaka46's Ikoma Rina-chan is graduating. When I saw the news I was really surprised. After all, Ikoma-chan who has been supporting the group since the beginning chose this timing to graduate so I am shocked. Ikoma had kennin in AKB48 once, so I was allowed to work with her(*), she is really, really serious, and she is a really good kid. She likes shonen manga, just like me, so we talked about it together, she is really like a JUMP's protagonist (she really has the sense of justice). Before I realised it Ikoma is already 22 so I was a bit surprised. After all, when we reached 20 (I was like that as well) we start thinking about a lot of things. (...). She probably wants to take on more challenges, and I think that she still wants to do more things in challenges but she said that "current nogizaka is the strongest so I can entrust it to them, and would you please help be my guide and be the ones to push my back?". But her fans must be shocked when she suddenly announced it.....

Notes:

I left some of the parts because it is unclear

Takamina really said "surprise, shocked" a lot

At the last part, Takamina said something about supporting her before she cuts to the song

Source:https://twitter.com/aaa_46_movie/status/958658961195941890

Adachi Rika

I'm sorry. I'm not going to say anything here. Because I can't see her myself (lol). I have talked about my feelings directly to her. Please continue to back her up everyone. Please be supportive forever. That's it.

Source: https://twitter.com/adacchee/status/958904837516570624

Shinobu Mouri (Nogibingo's director)

Despite of carrying much expectations from people, Ikoma still has a bright and warm personality when she connects with others. Even at the production site of the program, we talked a lot and I got a lot of help from her. Indeed, I feel a bit lonely when I heard this...We will continue to support Ikoma Rina in the future. For sure.

Note: He actually already deleted the tweet, but seems like it got a lot of attention from matome sites.

Naito Honoka (Corpse Party's Sachiko)

I��knew about it on the bus when I went school this morning. I thought it is not true but tears keep running out. When I attended class, I kept thinking about what's wrong. There are a lot of rumours in the surroundings. It is the first idol group that I admired and she is the one that I loved the most It was nervous for me to work with her. But she was gentle with the nervous me and we enjoyed a great time together when we are preparing for the acting. It was fortunate to have such an experience with her. To me,she is the sister that I love the most in this world. When i see comments on newspapers and news, I thought that she is a really wonderful person. I still don't know when you are graduating, but I am not going to miss the most bright, cute and cool form of the immovable center in my most favourite group. You will stay in showbiz industry after you graduated. And I will keep respecting my beloved sister with my life. I will keep loving Nao-neechan forever and ever as it is.

Note:

"Nao-neechan" is actually referring to Nakashima Naomi, Ikoma's character name in Corpse Party

Honoka's letter is the longest and the most emotional one about her graduation

Source:https://twitter.com/honoka1025naito/status/958704277806989318

Other Translators:

Iikubo Haruna (Morning Musume)

This is just a brief description of what she wrote about Ikoma on her blog

"Harunan talked about her friend Ikoma Rina, a "cute, serious, clumsy, delicate girl you want to protect, [...] a kind person who listens to you even when she's busy." She hopes she can work with her even after her graduation from Nogizaka."

Credit to: https://twitter.com/ainogundan/status/958900933596991488

Original blog post: https://t.co/4QGDNCESjl

Edano Yukio (Japanese Politician)

Here's a rough translation regarding the politician's reaction

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News about Edano's?(the politician, not sure how to read his name) reaction.

During their regular meeting, he was asked about Ikoma-san's graduation.

I was surprised to read the news from Nikkan sports. I think it's regrettable, he answered.

Edano has been known to be a fan of AKB48,Nogi and Keya. Nogizaka's Influencer is one of his favorites in karaoke.

Shiraishi, Nishino probably has lots of fans but when you say Nogizaka46, a lot of people associate it with Ikoma-san. Since she supported the group from the beginning,her graduation is disappointing however she's not retiring from showbusiness (as what was written in Nikkan).

On the other hand, I'd like to see her take a new path in show business.

He was also asked about Mayuyu's graduation

Credit to: JuriRena on Stage48 (Source: http://stage48.net/forum/index.php?threads/ikoma-rina-ikomachan-1st-gen.4809/page-50)

[misakishishido]

Random Thoughts on SakuJuriRena

Because I love JuriSaku a lot now (sorry JR) and I love me some love triangle action because of potential angst and drama 😋

Anyways~

My headcanons of them be like:

Example - Living room scenario

[JuriRena] J: *from a short distance away* You’re so cute Rena-chan~ R:… *grabs a pillow to cover her face* J: *goes closer to check Rena’s expression with a cheshire smile on her face* Rena-chan~? R: *trying to hide her flustered face* G-Go away you flirty idiot!! J: / ( ￣▽￣) / ~~~

[JuriSaku] J: *from a short distance away* You’re so cute Sakura~ S: *blushes* A-Ah no I don’t think I am but umm… J: *scoots closer to Sakura* Hmm~? S: Ju… *trying to look away from Jurina, fiddling with her thumbs shyly* Jurina-san… is a whole lot cuter than I am…… J: (///_ ///) (Oh my gawd why is she so adorable?) S: Umm.. *hesitantly reaches out to pat Jurina’s shoulder* Ju… rina-sa– J: *suddenly snaps out of it, places both hands on Sakura’s shoulder and she makes a small yelp* I’ll protect you no matter what, Sakura…! No one will lay a finger on my personal precious cinnamon roll! (///ω///) / S: *confused* O-Oh… o… kay?

[kagiwada2015]

matsui rena      matsui jurina     

[emprezz48]

Precious One (wMatsui, Mayuki, Atsumina) Chapter 5: A Day Together

I made this fanfic back in 2014 and posted it on jphip, but for the purpose of collating all my fanfic into one page here (tumblr) I decided to post it. Enjoy lol

Ps. it’s an ongoing fanfic on hiatus. sorry bout that

CHAPTER 5: A Day Together Sunday, 25th May 20xx 0930 [Minami's POV] Today... Is an important shooting day for the movie that I'm starred in. Well, it's probably one of the scenes that I would treasure the most throughout the entire movie: a kiss with Atsuko. It's weird to say that I want to treasure that moment, but seriously I want to. Atsuko seems to really like me, though as Kai. Every single time we meet for a shoot, she appears so much differently from when I usually meet her as Minami. She shines brightly and freshly, like a new born diamond. I love to see that sight of her. It was still hours before the shooting start. Apparently, Atsuko asked me out for breakfast, saying that she wants to show how greatful she is to act with Kai. I didn’t have any work with Persona or any other stuff so I gladly agree to the offer. The thing is, what she texted Minami was that she wanted to know more about Kai and at the same time, have some private time with him. Haha Atsuko's such a cheeky girl! I put on my shades as I stood in front of the train station, hoping that the disguise was enough for me to be unrecognizable to the public. Well I even wore a cap to hide my hair (which is already fake to begin with). Actually, I have been waiting for her here for 30 minutes already. She was supposed to pick me up at 9! Maybe I should give her a call... Wait! I'm not Minami! Kai doesn’t have her number too! Calling her equals to my secret exposed! What was I thinking? Ahhhh, I'm starting to get a little impatient. "I'm so sorry!" I turned sound to see Atsuko trying to catch her breath. Ok, time to switch to man voice! "Ah, it's okay. Glad you're here, Atsuko." "Hehe... Thank you for agreeing to have breakfast with me." "No problem! So, where do you want to bring me to?" "Ah, my friend recommended me to place nearby. Maybe we could go there?" Nearby??? Hmmmmm... If I remembered correctly, I did tell Atsuko of a place that serves great food, especially breakfast. Hehhhhh, is that 'friend' referring to 'Minami'?? The walk was only about 5 minutes until we reached a certain cafe that was not alien to me. Yep, that's definitely the place I've talked about. …

“Ummm, Kai-kun, are you sure you’re not busy with anything?” "Hmm? Not at all, I'm completely free this whole morning, don't worry~!" "Well, what I exactly mean is... What about your girlfriend? I mean, is it appropriate for you to have breakfast with me??" She rephrased her question, which seemed different from her previous one, still looking down to her plate. "Ahh, it's okay! She's not too free right now and besides, of course it's okay! We're working together on a movie, right? So it's alright for us to eat together before the shoot~" Geez, Atsuko! If she thought that way, then what's the point of inviting me in the first place??? Certainly Ray is sort of the jealous type, but either way, Atsuko is my friend so it's not as if I develop some feelings for her. Atsuko gave reply by a nod and continued to eat while giving off the shy feeling. Our table was silent for a whole minute until I tried to come up with a topic to say. Damn, what happened to "wanting to know more about Kai" plan??!! “So, how do you find shooting? Was it difficult??” “Eh??? Yeah, a little… It’s my first time acting on a major role so the pressure is greater…” “Heh~ Well it’s alright! Everyone starts like that. Atsuko, you have potential, so without a doubt you’ll do well in this!” My words just caused Atsuko to blush more. Is it just me or Atsuko has some feelings for me?? Certainly, she usually talks about Kai whenever she’s on the phone with Minami but I never really expected anything since Atsuko is a great fan of Persona. "Say, are you okay with today's scene? I mean, I'm sure you would want to lose your first kiss to someone you love." I didn't know why I asked such question. Maybe I'm just curious to what she might answer? "Eh??? Ummmm... You're maybe right but, if it's for acting purpose, I must be professional and accept whatever that don’t cross the limit, right?" "Then, do you want to practice first?" What am I asking?! "EHH? B-but but... EHHHH??" "Woah Atsuko, relax. It's ok if you don't want to..." Yeah that's right Kai, that question is somehow like a joke. Atsuko, please don't take me too seriously! "Kai-kun, honestly, I don't mind... But where can we do it? No, wait, actually... Never mind." You got to be kidding me but phew for that last few words~ "We can practice at my place." Stupid Kai! What are you saying?! "Besides, the other two ain't around so yeah, why not?" Urghhhh stupid! Can't you think before you talk?! It's like what I think and what I say is all messed up! Atsuko, please say no~! (A/N: Dear readers, don’t you think that our dear Kai is making a really good move here?? Come on, I mean, who cares about that diva Ray when he can have the beautiful and innocent-looking Acchan?? #supportKaixAcchan … Ehhhh??? WHY IS THERE NO ONE SCOLDING ME THIS TIME ROUND HUH?? *sad*) "Uhhh... Okay..." Dammit! Come on, brain! Order me to say that it's a joke! Is my brain not functioning well today??? I couldn't say anything. Throughout the entire meal, I spoke nothing. Atsuko didn't say a word as well and I really wonder what was on her mind. Is this really okay? I have Ray... Wait. We're just gonna practice so that the shooting will not be screwed up. Besides, Atsuko is truly Minami's friend. MY precious friend. Yeah... She's my friend... While Atsuko thinks of me right now as Kai, not her midget best friend. She might be having some feelings for Kai, and if she did, I have to hurt her feelings since I have a girlfriend and another thing is back to my main point. She's my friend... ... [End of Minami's POV] The midget and his co-actress were already in Persona's house. Miichan and Haruna were away for individual work and the L President and secretary would not be around the house during the day. It seemed like a perfect moment for those two to do anything under the sun, not literally though. "Make yourself at home. Sorry if it's a little messy~" the ikemen finally spoke to Atsuko after silencing himself during the journey to the house while the latter settled down on a comfy red sofa located nicely and with a suitable distance in front of the TV. The girl however, couldn't stop fidgeting from the seat, probably a little too anxious and nervous after thinking about her purpose for being here. Kai just went out from the kitchen, bringing some drinks to the table. "What's wrong?" He asked, as if the reason wasn't obvious enough. "Kai-kun. Let's just... do this now... Like, the faster we finish it, the more time we have for something else, like rehearsing other lines." With a hesitant voice, Atsuko suggested something which Kai seemed to agree with. "Alright." he responded with a nod and after which he made his way to the same sofa Atsuko was sitting on. Their eyes were locked to each other's as both couldn't break off the eye contact. The brave one made the move first by moving closer to his co-actress as his own heart started to beat the way he didn't expect it to. True be told, it wasn't just Atsuko's first time. Soon, Kai's, or even Minami's first kiss will be stolen. He was nervous - hands trembling, sweats forming. The other girl was no better. As both slowly closed the gap between each other, some shades of red also formed on their fair cheeks. Nearly zero silence filled the living room as only the sound of their breaths could faintly be heard. They were inches apart; both too scared to go any closer until Kai forced himself to do the job since they were not getting anywhere. He could feel the Atsuko's breath as he gently landed his lips on the latter's soft and pink ones. It made Atsuko jerked a little, her eyes still shut. The warmth and pleasance were felt around their lips as Kai pressed then a little more than the beginning until it felt a little too... hot. Unknowingly, Atsuko wrapped her hands around her kisser's neck and automatically leaned backwards. Soon after, Kai followed her direction as he moved more forward and ended up lying on top of her, the kiss never once broke... ... 1230 It was time for Mayu to have her lunch break. The manager of AniMie, who was holding on to a clipboard, busy checking the stock suddenly looked at his watch. Afterwards, he signalled the woman at the counter to go for lunch. Like a happy kid who finally gets to eat candies, Mayu hopped towards the staffs’ room, grabbed her purse and dashed out of the store. The anime lover was full of jubilance for a great reason; she got her pay check yesterday. It was the time of the month where she could spend on tastier and slightly pricier food. Also, she was able to buy a few anime or manga related goods and then set aside some money to save. It seems like her priorities are food and anime… Mayu already planned ahead to where she would want to have for lunch as she didn’t waste any time after getting out of the store. Skipping her way at the pavement, Mayu was on her way to the café that she desired to go to. Or so she thought until the sound of a car horn could be heard clearly behind her, obvious enough that it was meant to catch her attention. It got her annoyed as she did not wish for anything to disrupt her way to the café. She really felt like telling the driver off for wasting her time. However, when she took a glance at the person who sitting at the back seat, shock was the only think expressed on Mayu. "Yukiri- I mean Yuki? What are you doing here?" "Shut up and just get in." The clueless otaku followed the rich lady's order and went in the B.M.W car, somewhat happy that she was able to see the latter again after a month or so. ... "Where are you taking me? At least give me some explanation!" The mouse started to rage as it was probably her fifth time asking the same question ever since she got into the car. "You really cannot keep your mouth shut, huh? Do you want me to tape it???" Yuki, who was beside her got pissed off too. She showed no sign of wanting to start a conversation as her stare was fixated outside the car from the window. Mayu already gave up and faced the other side, also looking outside. The entire journey, Mayu couldn't help but feel really annoyed. Firstly, she was going to miss her lunch time. Secondly, this cold woman wouldn't let her speak! Her face was plastered with frown until she spotted a building that was way too familiar. "Wait, what... Yuki, why are we... here???" Once again, Yuki didn't respond and just got out of the car. The mouse, still shocked, followed the other girl's action. They arrived at a place where a mixture of pleasant and horrible memories of Mayu took place. The place where she didn't feel like going. The place where the two of them met - AKB Elementary School. "Hey! It's about time you answer my question! Why the hell did you bring me here??!" Mayu raged once again. She didn't want to be here, at all. It was awful. The memories that came back to her suddenly was awful. "You know what? I'm leaving!" Mayu made a turn, wanting to leave the area when... "So, this is the place that you mentioned last time, right?" Mayu's walking came to a stop. "What Yuki said, was it an indication that she finally accepted my words from that day?" She thought. "You made me listen to your story, didn't you? This time round, do you mind listening to mine?" "Eh? You... What are you saying??" Mayu was confused as hell. One moment, Yuki was super cold but the next thing you know, she sounded so pitiful. "G-go on. If it's something stupid, I'll leave." Mayu continued since Yuki didn't say anything. (A/N: ehhh? Aren't Mayu's words a bit similar to Yuki's words last time??? HAHA YUKIRIN GETS TO TASTE HER OWN MEDICINE NOW MUAHAHAHA Mayu: ...errrr... Nothing to comment... Yuki: you stupid author Hey! What's that for?! But finally, you guys commented something on my notes >< WAHHHH it scared me a little when no one said anything on my previous a/n *relieved* Yuki: that's very nice, so can you get back to the story?! YEEEEEEESSSSHHHHH) [Mayu's POV] "It's not that I trust you or anything, but I felt that you should know this since according to you, we've known each other before all this." "Wow, I don't get you. Sometimes you're cold, sometimes you're nice!" I blurted it out. Seriously, I don't get her! I anticipated for her so-called story but honestly, I do not want to be here... "I... lost my memories..." At that moment, I had nothing to say. I didn't know how I felt as well. Too confused. I just didn't say a word, allowing Yuki to continue saying everything she needs to say. "I don't remember my childhood... Everything about it, I don't remember. My middle school days was a blur but I can recall a few stuff." "I got into an accident the first day of high school. Couldn't remember anything before that." "I knew I was happy... But now, it's nothing but pain." From her voice, I knew she was holding back... her tears. "That's why the phone was precious.  The photos in it are things I've held on for so long, hoping that I'll remember the past." I thought it was hopeless, until you came in... Telling me your bullshit story that may seem to lead me the way..." "Yuki..." I passed her a tissue as her tears started to fall. She seemed so fragile, so delicate... It was a rare occasion to see this sight of Yuki. "Yuki... You must believe me. Whatever I said the other day was all true. Those were part of your memories!" "That's why... I brought you here... I wish to gain back my memories here! Follow me. We're going in the buildings." And that's where I refused to step anywhere in the school. "There's no need for that, Yuki! I can tell you more stuff, you don't have to be in the school grounds for your memories to come back." I made an excuse, not stepping anywhere beyond the gate. Well, it did made delicate Yuki to mean Yuki again. "Huh? Are you kidding me? And this is why I have trust issues! Why do you even refuse? Of course being at the place is the best way to regain one's memory!" "You don't understand! This place freaks me out to no end! I can't do this Yuki! You need to trust me!" "Urgh. And here I thought at least you a little trustable. Forget it, Watanabe-san. You are not needed here since you do not 'wish' to be here." Ouch. "But Yukirin, I-" "Do you not hear me? I do not need any help from someone who doesn't seem trustable at all." That's it. That was too hurtful. Without wasting more time, I dashed out of the area, the area where it keeps haunting despite how many years it has been. No matter how hard I tried to move on, those painful memories will be stuck to me eternally. Why can't you understand, Yuki? I am here to help, but I just can't bring myself to be there any longer! I just need you to trust me that we really knew each other back in those days. I was this close to getting back my Yukirin but... [End of Mayu’s POV] 1950 "J-Jurina.... Mmmhhhmmm! Aaahhhhn! S-stop that!" "Why do you want me to stop? Don't you feel good?" "It does b-but it hurts... Ahh... Ahhhh! Ahhhhh!! T-there~" "Did I hit the spot?" "Mmmmmhmmm!" "Rena-chan, I'll do it harder okay?" "Nooo! Don't!! I swear it hurts ahhhhhhh!!! Mmmmm ahhhhhh!" "Jurina... I'm at my limit already..." "Ahhhhhh... Ahhhhh... Ahhhhhhhhhhn!" Rena kept screaming and begging the younger Matsui to stop when suddenly, the door of her room opened. "What is that all about, young ladies?" Apparently their noise became an annoyance to their mum's ear so she had to check on what mischief those two were up to. "AAAARRGHHHH!" That was Jurina's last and best shot and Rena was definitely on the verge of fainting. Both of them were REALLY sweaty. "Oh, nothing Mum! I'm just massaging Rena-chan. She's been complaining that her shoulders hurt for a week already." "Uhuh.... But the massage she gave... was too rough… I think... my shoulders might have gone... worse!" Rena managed to say those few words while panting. "Okay ladies... Your father and I are going for a business dinner with the Kashiwagi. Rena, please, take care of Jurina." "Mum, I'm not a kid anymore!!!" The young Matsui started whining towards her mother. Jurina's mother had to keep explaining how her actions and behaviour are similar to a mischievous little kid, but that was one thing that Jurina couldn't accept. After bidding their parents goodbye, the two sisters went back to the older Matsui's room, bringing up snacks and soft drinks. "Ne, Jurina, are you sure these will suffice? Don't you want a proper dinner or something? Cuz I can just make some omurice for us…" Rena was quite worried for the younger girl who has not been eating her dinner properly due to club activities. "I'm fine dude! Are you hungry??" The younger Matsui responded with another question and the older one only shook her head. "There! Then that's settled~! Ok, what shall we watch?" Jurina had rented several movies for the two of them to watch over the weekends. Comedy, romance, horror, sci-fi, anime, she made sure she rented plenty of videos out of different genres to keep entertaining themselves. The overly enthusiastic girl has been waiting for this moment to come. All this while, the two sisters were busy even during the weekends that they have yet to spend some time together. Also, ever since their parents came back from a business trip on April, they could never have the whole house to themselves. "Hmmmm... Then, let's watch this!" Rena replied with excitement, holding onto a scary-looking-cover-page DVD. “Sure! Don’t regret your choice aye, Rena-chan~!” The younger Matsui quickly put the DVD in the player and hopped to the bed together with her sister. … [Rena’s POV] “Rena-chan… You know ummm… I think we should like… watch something else… because…. it’s boring…” “Hmmm? Are you sure it’s boring? Or you’re just scared?” “Mou Rena-chan~ Don’t tease me~” I know my sister far too well that she is scared of horror movies. Though she always tried to act tough and claimed that she enjoys watching them, even before halfway of the movie she already gets freaked out and makes excuses to not watch it. Well, she’s still a kid after all! “Alright alright. Let’s just watch something else okay?” I gave in. Well, honestly, I am the one who find this movie boring. Horror and jump scares are really fun to watch but apparently this one didn’t caught my attention. I nudged Jurina’s arm, signalling her that it was okay to change this boring movie to something else. “You know, Rena-chan…” As she was changing the DVD, she said something in a serious manner. (Jurina’s Note (J/N): You know shit gets real when I get all serious. Maji desuka???!!! J: Maji dayo! Wait a minute, wth did you make me do, Mai-chan?! Get back to the story! Oi! Don’t blame me when it’s you who started the J/N!!!) “What is it?” She didn’t face me but she continued talking. “Yesterday night, I overheard your conversation with Oto-san.” So she had heard… FLASHBACK!!!! Saturday, 24th May 20xx 2200 “Rena, do you have a minute?” Oto-san suddenly called for me in the living room when I was about to make my way back to my room. It’s not like we don’t always talk or something, but it was still pretty rare for him to call me for a conversation. Besides, we may or may not be on very good terms ever since that incident happened. I sat on the sofa opposite of him, waiting silently. “I don’t know what is happening, but we might be facing bankruptcy in the future…” What??? Don’t tell me… “Oto-san, are you saying that the Kashiwagi has alrea-“ “Not yet! Kashiwagi has yet to bring us down. What I just said may be a possibility, but I’m trying my best to gain back from the investments’ losses.” “That’s why I keep telling you stop working with them! Whatever you both do seems to be on the favour of the Kashiwagi! Just break the business ties with them!” His hand met my cheek; the contact was strong and painful as the slap left a very significant redness to my cheek. The last time I felt such pain was when I was disrespectful to Oto-san at the age of 7. Since then, I’ve always respected him, or at the very least tried to. I never raised my voice at him until today. I had enough. “Don’t you dare teach me about business! If you think you’re any better, why don’t you take over the company then?!” Oto-san just stomped out of the living room to his private office room in the house. It got me so frustrated by the fact that he doesn’t see how bad the impact is with his business with the Kashiwagi. END OF FLASHBACK “Well, don’t worry Jurina, things will work out some way or another.” “I’m not entirely concerned about this whole thing but you know, the problem lies with Mum.” Yeah, I can totally understand that. It was obvious enough that Jurina’s mother has no romantic feelings to Oto-san and it was his wealth that attracted her. True enough, if we were to get bankrupt, there’s a chance that that woman will leave the family. “Of course she also knows about this. She just told me to really do something about it or else there’s no point for us to be part of the family. That’s what she said.” I knew it. “Ahhhh it’s going to suck if we’re gonna be separated~” “Hey don’t say such stuff yet!” “So if we did separate, are we still going to call ourselves sisters?? Or??” What is she talking about?? “What do you mean? Separate or not, you’re still my sister no matter what. I made you one of our kind and you now carry the blood of a Matsui. Why, you don’t want to be my sibling anymore??” “Ahhhh no no! That’s not what I really mean~ Ahhh Rena-chan you still won’t get it! Do you even understand anything??” Why do I feel that I’ve been asked such question before? “Wow… Yeah yeah I don’t get it. Now hurry up change the movie!” … [End of Rena’s POV] 2330 [Jurina’s POV] Wahhhhhhh I feel so sleepy now! So glad that we changed the movie earlier, if not, I don’t think I can sleep in my own room for a week! Big Hero 6 was an awesome movie~ I swear Baymax was super cuuuuuuuute! Ahhh… Actually, my mind can’t get over the conversation Rena-chan and I had earlier. Of course I don’t want Mum and Oto-san to get a divorce. Of course I don’t want us to be bankrupt. Most importantly, I don’t want to be separated from Rena-chan… Meeting Rena-chan was the best thing that ever happened. She became so precious in my life that I don’t think I can live without her. However, somehow, I don’t seem to be satisfied with something. Rena-chan is my sister and yes, I do love her but… What more am I asking for? “Ahhhhh so frustrating!!” I should call Kuumin. Ahhh, maybe not. Kuumin and Non-chan wouldn’t even give me any fruitful advice. All they care is about themselves and as long as they are together, they don’t care about other’s existence. Yeah, some GREAT friends I have there. Maybe I should ask… Akane-san? Ahhh but my feeling for her is quite complicated as well! Never mind, just give it a shot. Besides, she got experiences man! That old hag should know what advice to give me~ She should still be awake at this hour, right? I dialled her number and waited for a “hello~” or something but after 30 seconds, it just kept ringing. Urghhhh. I’ll try again. This time, I finally got an answer but the tone she gave was worrying. “H-hello…?” “Hello, Akane-san? What’s wrong??? Are you crying?!” “Airin…” Airin??? Does she mean Airi-sensei?? "Uhh, Akane-san? It's Jurina... What happened?!" "...Sorry..." Andddd she hung up. Dammit now I'm getting so worried! I tried to call again there's nothing at the receiving end. Great. Now I have two things to worry about.. [End of Jurina’s POV]

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to be continued!

[crazykuroneko]

When you act like you're okay, but actually you're thinking about these

[yuri-or-death]

WMATSUI

Do you miss them?

Yes.

Are you sad they don't seem to talk anymore?

Yes.

Do you regret shipping them?

No.

Will you ever completely move on?

Maybe.

Was it worth it?

ALWAYS.

[aidorudaisuki]

Remember the words you told me “Love me ’til the day I die” Surrender my everything ‘Cause you made me believe you’re mine Yeah, you used to call me baby Now you’re calling me by name Takes one to know one, yeah You beat me at my own damn game

[krisynguyn]

(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VXf_2VdnIdU)

[solarxis-blog]

JuriRena

@mvtsui

♡ Send me a ship and I’ll tell you

Who accidentally pushes a door instead of pulling/vice versa - Both of them surely did this at least once, twice or more when they’re out of focused or too preoccupied with stuffs.

Who doodles little hearts all over the desk with their initials inside them - That will be Jurina, the girl is very affectionate and even when Rena barely show it, she like that affection.

Who starts the tickle fights - As expected from the playful younger girl, Jurina!

Who starts the pillow fights - Jurina again, but once Rena started the fight and she still wondered why she did it. It drained her.

Who falls asleep last, watching the other with a small affectionate smile - Rena, she is a light sleeper too, so even if they fall asleep at the same time. Rena might woke up later and watched her sleep.

Who mistakes salt for sugar - Barely anyone, since if they get too confused, they would taste a bit of the ingredient first.

Who lets the microwave play the loud beeping sound at 1am in the morning - Neither, they prefer sleep over food after a long day of hard work.

Who comes up with cheesy pick up lines - Both with Rena doing it less than other. She had improved her pun anyway, so she is proud to say the punny lines to Jurina.

Who rearranges the bookshelf in alphabetical order - Rena. Her manga collection are in alphabetical order!

Who licks the spoon when they’re baking brownies - Both. It is a common habit.

Who buys candles for dinners even though there’s no special occasion - Jurina, she loves making Rena feel special.

Who draws little tattoos on the other with a pen - Jurina, a way of showing her cute affection.

Who comes home with a new souvenir magnet every time they go on vacation - Both, Rena always bring back unique shinkansen magnet and Jurina with her cute magnet.

Who convinces the other to fill out those couple surveys in the back of magazines - Just Jurina being curious and exited ❤ ❤

[mcznugget]

My Sun (WMatsui OS)

               I used to think the universe is just a place where we just have to care about ourself. I used to think that the world is full of people who just wants to use you as their playtoy. I used to think that love doesn’t excist. I feel embarrassed that I was actually wrong about all of those things. Everything changes after I met her – the first time I met her. It’s true that I’ve been crushing on her since the first day I laid my eyes on her, but I never knew about that. You could say that I’m those kind of people who only cares about their studies – those kind of peole who just don’t have time for being lovey dovey with others. Her and I are actually the most popular students in this school. A lot of people wanted to be like us; gets a lot of attention, always gets the love from all the teachers. Well, being the most popular student isn’t the most wonderful thing – you just won’t get any alone time when you needed one. Every people needs one but if you’re a popular student, you just can’t fulfill that wish of yours. Everywhere you go, like literally everywhere, you will always find those people who needed our help with their homework or something. Honestly, I love helping others – truly, I do. But it’s just too much and it’s really tiring for me and maybe also for her. Anyway, let’s just get to the point – so this girl that I’ve been talking about, her name is Rena. Matsui Rena. She’s my classmate and yes, we also sit together since we have the same surname. Even though we are classmate and we sit together, we never talk like what other students would do. We only have a conversations if it’s school related. It’s not because we don’t like each other, it’s just that we don’t have any other things to talk about.

               We’re curretly in Psychology class – where the teacher told us to discuss about personality according to these old psychologists where I just can’t seem to remember all the theories. I really suck at this subject, well at least I have one subject that I’m suck at. The teacher still feel pleased about my result though, I’m not sure why.

“So Jurina-san, what are the three component parts of the mind by Sigmund Freud ?”

I snapped out of my thoughts and gave her a confused look. I really have to answer her but I’m not sure if I could – I blamed myself for having a marathon of American Horror Story last night. The teacher actually told us to read the chapter that we had to discuss in today’s class. I stuttered,

“Umm… the id, ego, and superego? I’m truly sorry if I’m wrong, I didn’t read the chapter last night. I was just so tired and needed some you know, alone time.”

She giggled. I I realize I was actually blushing, I really felt embarrassed. Did I answer correctly or not? I don’t know. She just gave me a warm smile and pat my shoulder.

“Don’t worry, your answer is correct. I also understand how you feel, I also didn’t read the chapter last night. After I got home yesterday, the first thing I did is I threw myself on my futon.”

She massaged her temple so gently like if she was having a headache. I pat her shoulder and we just started to laugh which it made all the students stop working – even the teacher stop writing on the board just to give us her deadly looks.

“Matsui Jurina and Matsui Rena, is there anything you girls want to share with us?”

We didn’t say anything so the teacher continued writing on the board. We looked at each other and laughed quietly. This will be our first time the teacher caught us, not that we always play around with each other. Just like I said, we only had a conversation if it’s about our school work. I saw Rena ripped a piece of paper and wrote something on it.

“Wow, that was close! I’m so sorry about that :(“

She passes the paper to me and read her short message.

“No worries! Beside, it’s not often we got caught – well actually, never.”

I facapalmed myself as I look at her face and all she did is smiled widely, revealing her pearl white teeth – pretty I thought. All of a sudden my heart beats really fast. I know that I’m in love with her but I think this is not the right time to feel this way. I saw her doodling on the paper we used – she drew a chibi of us being scolded by our Psychology teacher. I giggled softly. I never know that Rena can be this cute, I think I’ve never seen Rena acting this way with the other students.

               We continued discussing about the topic we were doing earlier. Half an hour later we heard the bell ring, signaling us it’s time for us to have our lunch. I packed all my stuffs and was ready to leave when I felt someone tugged my blazer. It was Rena.

“Ano… Jurina-san, do you want to have lunch together?” I can see a slight of blush on her cheeks. I smiled widely,

“Yeah, sure!”

               We headed to the rooftop together side by side in silence. None of us wanted to start the conversation first which is kind of awkward. And yes, this is our first time having lunch together and what’s more surprising is we’re having lunch just the two of us. Nobody actually goes to the rooftop here, I don’t know why. We arrived on the rooftop, I sat next to Rena taking out my lunch box from my bag. I guess my mum made me a spaghetti – I really love it though. Mum’s spaghetti meatball sauce is the best! I took a glance at Rena. She looks really happy with her lunch, it made me giggled. She looked at me while pouting,

“What’s so funny?” I giggled once again and shook my head. As I stopped giggling, I gave her a warm smile,

“Oh, nothing. It’s just… you look really cute when you’re being really happy”

=BADUMP=

What the heck did you just say, Matsui Jurina? Oh God, I just humiliated myself in front of my crush. I felt so stupid for saying that. As I realize what I just said, I looked at her awkwardly. I saw her cheeks burning red. Is she… blushing?

“Y…you really think I’m cute?” I looked anywhere else except her eyes. I don’t know how to answer her question but it’s better if I tell her the truth.

“Umm… y-yeah.” I stuttered.

               We stayed quiet for quite a while which it made the atmosphere around us feels really weird. I kept glancing at her every 2 minutes. I found her really cute when she’s eating, especially when she ate her melonpan – I also found out that it’s her favorite food. She really looks like a hamster when she eats it. As I stared at her, I went back to my dreamland. I realized that we’re actually pretty close with each other, we just still didn’t have the courage to befriend each other. We’ve been classmate since we were in year 7 and now we’re currently in year 11, just imagine how long that is yet we still act shy towards each other. Maybe, just maybe God destined us to be with each other but He had a different way to do it. I don’t know, I just feel really comfortable every time I’m with her. This kind of feeling is not a new thing but it all started when we’re in year 8, the time where I realized about my true feelings for Rena. My affection towards Rena.

               I was about to ask her a question but the bell beat me to it. We packed our lunch box and started walking to the door but before we actually reach the door, Rena tripped on her shoelace. Thank goodness I grabbed her just in time before her face smacked onto the platform. But as I grabbed her, she actually turned her body made her facing me and pulling me. She pulled me a little too much which made me lose my balance and both of us fell – trapping her under me. Our face were really close. As much as I wanted to move, I can’t. I felt my hand heading to move a strand of hair that covered Rena’s face – where I also felt Rena caressed my cheek. I quickly glanced at her currently tempting lips which I could also see Rena is doing the same to me. I felt myself leaning closer to her, without any hesitation we closed the gap between us. I felt her soft lips clashing to mine. Her lips is sweet, just like I expected. Rena’s tongue begged for my entrance which I gladly accepted. We had our tongue battle for a few minutes until the lack of oxygen stopped us. I stared deeply into her eyes – on that moment I can really see her true colors, how beautiful she was.

               I finally broke the silence between us,

“Wow! That was–“

“…amazing!” She cut my words and smiled to me widely. I continued,

“So… would you explain to me about…you know?” Her cheeks were burning red like she just ate some spicy food.

“I’ll just make this short then… I’m in love with you, Matsui Jurina. I’m in love with you since we were in year 8 – the first time we had to do a discussion in Science class. In that moment, you really took my heart away.”

I found her confession really cute. It was short but it really means a lot to me. So this mean that my love is not unrequited after all?

“It’s the same with me. But I think I’ve been in love with you since we were in year 7 but I just realized it when we’re in year 8. I’m really in love with you, Matsui Rena.”

I helped her stand up because the position we were in was a little bit uncomfortable. I felt her pulling me for a hug which I hug her back.

“Rena, can I ask you for a relationship? Would you be my girlfriend?” I felt her tighten the hug,

“Yes, Jurina! Yes!”

               It’s a happy ending after all. For me, relationships doesn’t always start with being clingy towards each other. For me, relationships can also start with us being friendly just like how friends do. Rena and I weren’t actually close friends – we were just normal classmates but our discussion sessions made us close, so I guess I thanked the teachers for making us sit next to each other. But I also thanked my parents for giving me the same surname as her! The start of a friendship and relationship is weird, I totally agreed with that. But yes, it’s a really wonderful thing when you’re already in that zone. We let go of each other and smiled,

“We should really go back to class. I don’t want to be scold again” I giggled.

“Being scold for once is okay. I’m really bored of being praised by the others and being the popular student here!” Our laughter echoed through the hallway. We walked back to class hand in hand. We started our relationship weirdly but as long as we love each other, nothing is impossible.

I’m the moon and she’ll forever be my sun.

[foxytoxic]

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