"Was home really that bad…?"
"I feel like I’m forgetting something really important."
[Wants to app Makoto. But doesn’t want to drop Chibiusa to do so.
Of course, unbeknownst to the young girl, Koromaru could understand her. He could understand many humans, as long as they didn’t use large words. Still, the gist of their emotions were pretty easily read by the animal.
The dog let out a quiet noise, one of pleasure. Humans were really good at finding his most sensitive points, it seemed. However, her scratching soon stopped, with that sentence.
He quietly looked down, dipping his head slightly. He didn’t wish to alarm the young miss, but she wasn’t far off the mark. He closed his eyes, leaning his head rightward, rubbing along her hand some more. He wasn’t alone as long as there were kind people like this around. He learned that long ago…
No, now wasn’t the time to think about that.
Her smile faltered as she noticed the dog’s disposition seemed to mellow slightly, though he still rubbed her hand affectionately. She felt her stomach clench in guilt at the thought of making him sad, but really didn’t know what to do or say to make it better. After all, it was the same for her too, and she didn’t know how she was supposed to improve her situation.
After sitting there silently for a moment, she flung her arms around the animal without warning, squeezing him tightly as she buried her face into his fur.
"Me too…" Her voice was muffled, but easy enough to pick up.
"I don’t have anybody here, or back home. I don’t have anybody."
Her fingers tightened as she felt her breath hitch. “I don’t know what to do…”
Young children shouldn’t cry. They were supposed to be full of life and energy. That’s why his first target was a young girl, crying alone on a moving chair.
He watched her quietly, hoping to avoid entering too much on her personal space, but with an inviting aura. However, as soon as he saw that smile, his heart jumped with joy.
As an answer to her question, he brought his head to the girl’s hand, gently rubbing his fur onto it. As to cement his meaning, he gave the tips of her fingers a small kiss.
"Bark!" Koromaru’s tail thumped on the ground, waiting for the girl to shower him with love.
The grey-coated dog wasted no time in complying with her request as he nestled his head into her hand, giving an affectionate lick for good measure. It might have been just a typical response to affection, but as she looked into the dog’s shining red eyes, it almost felt like it could understand what she was saying. Funny, but the concept of an animal understanding her didn’t seem strange at all. It even felt like it was to be expected.
Not dwelling on this thought for much longer, she returned his gesture showering him with affectionate scratches on either side of his face.
"You’re so cuuuute! Do you live around here?" She briefly peeked over at his neck. No collar… A stray, maybe? But he seemed too nice to be one. At the very least, he seemed quite comfortable around people.
"Don’t tell me you’re all alone out here too…"
The city was full of confusion and sadness. Many of those he’d seen around acting as if they’d lost something important, or as if it was their first time in a place they’d spent so much time in. It was a mess.
However, the dog was one of the exceptions. Koromaru trotted around, happily panting. The city was all he knew, after all. Everything before that was a blank, and yet he didn’t feel like anything important was missing. After all, if it was important, he’d probably remember. He wasn’t a bad dog, he wouldn’t forget that which was important to him!
Although, seeing all these sad people tugged at Koromaru’s heartstrings. People didn’t deserve to be sad. He quietly moved towards one, sitting alone, body language obviously telling of their current state of mind. He sat next to the person on the floor, looking up kindly. Perhaps he could help ease the sadness? It was worth a shot.
It was weird. Her mind had been a huge jumbled mess since she had woken up in her apartment that morning, followed by a crushing sense of disappointment. She was still here. Wasn’t she supposed to go home? She had been so excited, too, to return to a place that… That…
But that was the thing, she couldn’t really remember home all that well, and what was so great about it to begin with. Try as she might, all Chibiusa could recall were fragmented condescending whispers, quick glances and laughter behind their hands. And then… There was an attack, and everything was gone. And she was more alone than ever.
… Who would want to return to a place like that?
But still, it wasn’t as if this city wasn’t much better. With deadly blizzards and the unnerving feeling that she was being watched at all times, She would rather just be stuck somewhere else.
So that day found her plopped on a swing at a nearby playground, her gloomy expression all too noticeable. She had nowhere to go, and nobody to turn to. Was there even really a place for her to begin with?
The feeling of fur brushing against her leg snapped out of her depressing thoughts, and she looked down to see a small dog, looking directly at her, panting in what looked like a friendly smile.
Always one to be swayed by the cute and furry, Chibiusa broke into a wide smile as she hopped off the swing and kneeled in front of the canine.
"Hi there," She giggled as she slowly extended a hand, not quite daring to touch him yet. "Hey, is it okay if I pet you? Huh? Can I?"
- Having No more of Hive City’s shit, she’s decided to go back home.
- She has a faint memory of her heritage and Crystal Tokyo, but outside of that, she can’t remember her parents, the senshi, or anybody from the past.
- Her only vivid memories are from mostly when she was alone after the siege of Crystal Tokyo, with the vague sense that she once had something much, much better.
- She remembers most of what transpired in the City, but can’t remember anyone she met in her own universe.
"We can go home? Really?"
"Of course I’ll go! Who would want to stay in an awful place like this, anyway?"
"What?! You’re here?!"
"I thought this city was taking me AWAY from my problems, not bringing them to me!”
“Away from your problems?! Did that winter freeze your brain too? This place is awful! Not like you’re making it better.”
"N-Nobody wants to be my Valentine! It’s not fair!! I’m cute and pretty, why does nobody want me?!"
"No one’s gonna wanna have a big dumb crybaby for a valentine. Duh."