Oh, do I need to mention that this is post-novels and contains spoilers? Everything I've ever written has been that way so far. This would be the prequel to what's currently being written. ^^;
With the summer heat slowly letting up, the people of Tokyo were enjoying the milder temperatures that the end of summer and early autumn brought. And along with the more moderate heat, the milder humidity made evenings much more pleasant and enjoyable.
Shibuya ward's Dogensaka. Often, young people go to Shibuya to hang out and enjoy the shopping, but compared to weekends, school nights are much less crowded and easier to deal with. However, inside one second floor Shibuya office, a young lady sat sleeping at her desk. No one else was out in the reception area, and the office itself was utterly silent. The office only recently re-opened after the latest case had been solved, a case the girl--Taniyama Mai--had found to be much more emotionally difficult than expected.
Ever since her boss had come back, she couldn't help feeling like there was a little more distance lying between them compared to before. Perhaps it couldn't be helped. After all, there was everything she'd said at the lakeside. But then, she hadn't known why he'd been in Japan. She hadn't known who he was looking for. She hadn't seen.
The person in her dreams--the one she fell in love with. The person in reality--the one who showed her great kindness. The one who showed himself openly; the one who hid himself behind thorns. She hadn't seen either of them for who they really were. But then, she hadn't even realised they were two different people... until she was finally forced to confess the truth about her dreams.
Everyone had expected that the discovery of his body in the lake would mean he'd be able to move on from this world--that was the theory. However, when Mai met him once again in her dreams, she learned very differently. He'd always been able to see the way out but couldn't seem to get near it. And even he didn't know why that was the case.
But in seeing him again, she was finally able to call him by his own name and to see his wonderful smile again. She loved that smile. She loved him. And when she thought about it, in many ways he might well be the ideal person to love. So open, loving, and kind... and while there was no hope for anything between them, there was no fear of being rejected either. He'd always helped her, cheered her up, taught her so much... and he smiled for her. He once told her that getting spirits to move on from the world was very easy. But in learning how to do it herself, she realised he must have been an incredibly kind person to be able to say that. And he was dead.
But if he were to go completely, if he were to disappear... In the days following the Agawa case, Mai was forced to face the fact that she couldn't rely on Gene for everything all the time. But she also wondered how much of her ability was truly her own. And how much did she truly control? What if Gene was really keeping her abilities in check and under control? What if they were really Gene's abilities and he was making them seem like hers? She didn't know, but if he were no longer there to help her and they were her own abilities, would she be able to control them? Would they remain under control? Would she really know how to use them? Or would her entire world fall apart? She didn't know why she gained those abilities, but she knew she probably didn't have most of them--or at least they probably hadn't been awoken--until she met those two.
The rift between herself and her boss. Everything that had been revealed that night by the lake. They'd both had time to think things over. They'd both been shocked to learn he hadn't moved on. She'd often dreamt while the two of them had gone home. She'd dreamt but she'd never seen him. So learning that he was still wandering this world was both dismaying and elating. He hadn't moved on, he was still trapped here. He was still here, she saw his smile again... and she could call him by name for the first time...
The door to the manager's office opened quietly, and a figure dressed all in black came out into the reception area. He glanced about the room, quickly spotting his employee asleep at her desk. It was common for her to fall asleep, especially while on the job on a case. It was less common to see her fall asleep at the office. He padded over silently to where she slept, and as he reached out a hand to wake her, a lone tear slid down her cheek. He froze and watched as her lips moved silently forming a name.
Noll glanced at the window. Night had since fallen, and the office lighting turned the windows into mirrors. But there was only himself reflected in the window, no one else. He glanced down once more at the slim figure asleep at her desk and sighed silently. Tears trembled hidden in her lashes. He straightened and went back into his own office, silently closing the door behind him.
He never saw the figure that flashed briefly in the window behind him.
Hmm... I'm not sure about using this style. I like the less definite feel, but since I'm not taking advantage of that indeterminate aspect, it might be a bit wasted and not so great to use here. I wasn't planning on using any names at all originally, but it's a bit unwieldy. ^^;