The Lost Ones

By: Dreiser

	For as long as I can remember it has always been the two of 
us. Inseparable in our pairing.
	Kozue and Miki.
	Miki and Kozue.
	You couldn't see one of us without the other. We were like 
identical human bookends. Sometimes I wonder if we raised that way 
on purpose.
	Did our parents mean for me to become as dependent on Miki 
as I did? Did they even notice as it was happening? How I would go 
into a slow panic and lose my very sense of self Miki left my side?
	We grew apart as we aged and I slowly began to resent him. I 
once held myself up to his image. He was the example of everything 
that was good. This adulation turned to scorn and even hatred to a 
lesser extent.
	I defined myself through his attentions.
	But was that really such a good idea?

	For as long as I can remember it has always been the two of 
us. Inseparable in our rivalry.
	Saionji and Touga.
	Touga and Saionji.
	You couldn't miss our fights. They were daily and often intense 
in nature. Sometimes I wonder why we fought so much. Often times 
there were no reasons for our fights.
	Then again, are there ever any good reasons for fighting? 
Usually not.
	As the years went on he grew more powerful and I grew to 
resent him more and more for this. Why couldn't I be the victor for 
once? Why couldn't I win the fight?
	Not a fight like the petty duels we had over the years but a 
real fight. A fight of the soul. Of the spirit.
	I made it my life's goal to surpass him completely.
	But was that really such a good idea?

	For as long as I can remember it has always been the two of 
us. Inseparable in our youth.
	Shiori and Juri.
	Juri and Shiori.
	You couldn't predict how things would turn out. How our 
friendship from childhood would turn sour. Sometimes I wonder why it 
happened.
	It was my fault in many ways. Perhaps in all ways. I desired 
him with a passion I had never felt before. It was a passion that 
consumed me with a sort of madness.
	All I knew was that I loved him and he loved her. The resent I 
felt for her was more intense than the passion that I felt for him.
	I tortured her so I could love him.
	But was that really such a good idea?

-End-

Both characters in this fanfiction are from Revolutionary Girl Utena. 
This is my dinky ode to the characters that I don't like all that much at 
times. I have no idea why or how this fanfic came about. The idea just 
popped into my head when I was drawing some sketches for my new 
comic while listening to the song Lost Ones by Lauryn Hill. The lyrics 
to the song are shown below. Ciao!

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"If you look closely you'll see what you've become. Cause you might 
win some but you just lost one."
-Lauryn Hill-