The Best Time in Her Life
Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2012 6:08 pm
It's been a long time since I've actually written anything, so I've probably lost my touch... still... here's something.
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"Are you sure you're ready for this, Ms. Ikezawa?" the doctor said. "It was a rather lengthy procedure. Perhaps you should get your rest first."
"I n-need to s-see this," Hanako said. She softly added a "please" as an after thought.
"Very well," she helped Hanako to the restroom. Hanako was silent as the doctor removed the bandages, not uttering a single word as they were unwrapped from her face and keeping her eyes tightly shut the entire time.
"You can open your eyes now," the doctor said.
"I want to be alone," Hanako said. The doctor nodded in understanding before she realized Hanako couldn't see her. "I'll be outside."
Hanako sat there afraid to move, for several minutes, she just sat trembling. Her stomach twisted into knots. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore. She opened her eyes, in the same way that one might rip off a band-aid to get the pain over with quickly.
Her eyes grew wide as she stared into the mirror. Tear came to her eyes. Her mouth trembled. She wanted to cry out, but she couldn't find her voice.
"Are you alright in there, Ms. Ikezawa? It's been ten minutes."
"Is.. Is this me?" Hanako asked.
"Yes it is."
"I'm … I'm beautiful. Beautiful. Thank you. Thank you so much. Thank you. Thank you." Hanako said, looking at the woman in the mirror, the beautiful dark haired woman without a single scar on her face.
Another thought came to her. Quickly she removed the hospital gown she wore and tore away the rest of the bandages that wrapped her body with the excitement of a little child opening their presents on Christmas day.
She stood in front of the mirror completely nude. There wasn't a scar on her body.
…
Hanako dressed herself for school, taking a cue from a girl she had saw in her class. She wore a short-sleeved male's shirt top and short mini-skirt, baring her legs and arms for the public for the first time since she was a little child. Over that outfit, she put on the standard long sleeved woman's shirt and a skirt that reached just past her knees, far longer than she normally wore.
She walked down the hallways with confidence and pride. It felt as foreign to her as it felt good. Arriving at her class, she stood before the door and prepared herself. She was ten minutes late. Coming in late wasn't anything abnormal for her in the past, but today she wanted, no, she needed to make this entrance. She rearranged her hair, combing it over her face in her usual style and lowered her head. It was a struggle not to giggle as she opened the door. For a brief moment, all eyes were on her.
"I… I'm sorry I'm l-late," she hung her head low and pulled the books to her face, to hide the smile she just couldn't contain. "I … I was in the hospital." She scanned the room. She was slightly disappointed that Hisao was absent, but the rest of the class was present. That was good enough.
The class stared at her, curious as to whether she was going to give up any additional information about her stay. Just as Mutou was about to return to is lecture, she raised her head to the class. With one hand she brushed the hair away from her face, and then followed up by removing the long sleeves and skirt she wore revealing the somewhat skimpier uniform she had underneath.
"Hi," Hanako said with a grin.
Everyone left their seats and circled around her. Mutou, sensing he'd lost control did nothing but sit back and watch, a small smile of pride mixed with the slight irritation that his class had been interrupted.
"Is that you?"
"You're beautiful, Han-chan!"
"Wow!"
"Congratulations!"
"You look great!"
"Will you go out with me?"
More compliments and questions came forth rapid fire from her classmates, she did her best to answer each one of them.
Eventually the bell ended class for the day, Hanako ran into the bright daylight. Walking up the path, she saw Hisao accompanying Lilly up the path chatting away. She dashed towards them, stopping just a few feet away and standing their silently.
"Hanako? Is that you?" Hisao said.
"Yes. It's me. It's really really me again!" She beamed.
"You… look great." Hisao said, obviously lost for words.
"Oh there's so much to say!" Hanako burst with enthusiasm. "All this time, there's been things I've wanted to say, but I was afraid and ugly, and I didn't think I deserved happiness, It didn't even feel like I deserved to be a real person sometimes, but now everything is okay, and I --"
"Calm down. Calm down," Hisao urged her. "You're starting to ramble."
"What's going on?' Lilly asked cautiously.
"Hanako's scars are gone," Hisao explained.
Lilly carefully approached her, raising her arm to feel her friends face. "I'm so happy for you, Hanako. You're as beautiful outside as you've always been inside."
"Hisao, I want to tell you something really important. Really really important, and I'm not afraid to say it anymore."
"You can say it," Hisao spoke, nearly in a whisper.
"I love you, Hisao. I'm not afraid of saying it anymore. I want to be with you. I want to be your girlfriend, your wife, your every--" her words were cut off as Hisao's lips pressed against hers. His arms pulled her body against his for a moment, no words needed to be said.
Finally their lips parted as they both struggled to catch their breaths.
"I don't know what else to say. I'm so happy for you both. I have always had faith in you." The couple looked over to Lilly; her smile seemed every bit as joyful as Hanako's.
"Lilly, you're the greatest friend anyone could have ever had. I want all of us to be together and happy together. Forever." Hanako said.
Lilly joined them in their embrace. "There is nothing I would rather do with the rest of my life than be your friends."
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"Poor thing. Today must have been exhausting for her," Lilly said taking a sip of tea and listening to the change in Hanako's breathing. "Would you care to rouse her and assist her back to her room?"
Hisao looked down at where Hanako lay on the floor of Lilly's room where they had all met for tea. There was a look of unrestrained happiness on her face that seemed so foreign to her normal appearance. "She just looks so happy sleeping there," Hisao said. "I don't want to wake her up. Lilly, I want you to see --er-- feel this."
Lilly sat down beside Hanako. She gently ran her hands across Hanako's face, until the found the edges of the sleeping woman's lips. With a single finger, she traced the smile on Hanako's face.
"What do you think she's dreaming about?" Hisao asked.
Hanako's lips parted slightly. In a voice too soft for even Lilly to hear, she spoke. "I'm all better and everything is going to be perfect from now on." As she spoke, tears fell from her eyes and ran across her heavily scarred face.
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"Are you sure you're ready for this, Ms. Ikezawa?" the doctor said. "It was a rather lengthy procedure. Perhaps you should get your rest first."
"I n-need to s-see this," Hanako said. She softly added a "please" as an after thought.
"Very well," she helped Hanako to the restroom. Hanako was silent as the doctor removed the bandages, not uttering a single word as they were unwrapped from her face and keeping her eyes tightly shut the entire time.
"You can open your eyes now," the doctor said.
"I want to be alone," Hanako said. The doctor nodded in understanding before she realized Hanako couldn't see her. "I'll be outside."
Hanako sat there afraid to move, for several minutes, she just sat trembling. Her stomach twisted into knots. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore. She opened her eyes, in the same way that one might rip off a band-aid to get the pain over with quickly.
Her eyes grew wide as she stared into the mirror. Tear came to her eyes. Her mouth trembled. She wanted to cry out, but she couldn't find her voice.
"Are you alright in there, Ms. Ikezawa? It's been ten minutes."
"Is.. Is this me?" Hanako asked.
"Yes it is."
"I'm … I'm beautiful. Beautiful. Thank you. Thank you so much. Thank you. Thank you." Hanako said, looking at the woman in the mirror, the beautiful dark haired woman without a single scar on her face.
Another thought came to her. Quickly she removed the hospital gown she wore and tore away the rest of the bandages that wrapped her body with the excitement of a little child opening their presents on Christmas day.
She stood in front of the mirror completely nude. There wasn't a scar on her body.
…
Hanako dressed herself for school, taking a cue from a girl she had saw in her class. She wore a short-sleeved male's shirt top and short mini-skirt, baring her legs and arms for the public for the first time since she was a little child. Over that outfit, she put on the standard long sleeved woman's shirt and a skirt that reached just past her knees, far longer than she normally wore.
She walked down the hallways with confidence and pride. It felt as foreign to her as it felt good. Arriving at her class, she stood before the door and prepared herself. She was ten minutes late. Coming in late wasn't anything abnormal for her in the past, but today she wanted, no, she needed to make this entrance. She rearranged her hair, combing it over her face in her usual style and lowered her head. It was a struggle not to giggle as she opened the door. For a brief moment, all eyes were on her.
"I… I'm sorry I'm l-late," she hung her head low and pulled the books to her face, to hide the smile she just couldn't contain. "I … I was in the hospital." She scanned the room. She was slightly disappointed that Hisao was absent, but the rest of the class was present. That was good enough.
The class stared at her, curious as to whether she was going to give up any additional information about her stay. Just as Mutou was about to return to is lecture, she raised her head to the class. With one hand she brushed the hair away from her face, and then followed up by removing the long sleeves and skirt she wore revealing the somewhat skimpier uniform she had underneath.
"Hi," Hanako said with a grin.
Everyone left their seats and circled around her. Mutou, sensing he'd lost control did nothing but sit back and watch, a small smile of pride mixed with the slight irritation that his class had been interrupted.
"Is that you?"
"You're beautiful, Han-chan!"
"Wow!"
"Congratulations!"
"You look great!"
"Will you go out with me?"
More compliments and questions came forth rapid fire from her classmates, she did her best to answer each one of them.
Eventually the bell ended class for the day, Hanako ran into the bright daylight. Walking up the path, she saw Hisao accompanying Lilly up the path chatting away. She dashed towards them, stopping just a few feet away and standing their silently.
"Hanako? Is that you?" Hisao said.
"Yes. It's me. It's really really me again!" She beamed.
"You… look great." Hisao said, obviously lost for words.
"Oh there's so much to say!" Hanako burst with enthusiasm. "All this time, there's been things I've wanted to say, but I was afraid and ugly, and I didn't think I deserved happiness, It didn't even feel like I deserved to be a real person sometimes, but now everything is okay, and I --"
"Calm down. Calm down," Hisao urged her. "You're starting to ramble."
"What's going on?' Lilly asked cautiously.
"Hanako's scars are gone," Hisao explained.
Lilly carefully approached her, raising her arm to feel her friends face. "I'm so happy for you, Hanako. You're as beautiful outside as you've always been inside."
"Hisao, I want to tell you something really important. Really really important, and I'm not afraid to say it anymore."
"You can say it," Hisao spoke, nearly in a whisper.
"I love you, Hisao. I'm not afraid of saying it anymore. I want to be with you. I want to be your girlfriend, your wife, your every--" her words were cut off as Hisao's lips pressed against hers. His arms pulled her body against his for a moment, no words needed to be said.
Finally their lips parted as they both struggled to catch their breaths.
"I don't know what else to say. I'm so happy for you both. I have always had faith in you." The couple looked over to Lilly; her smile seemed every bit as joyful as Hanako's.
"Lilly, you're the greatest friend anyone could have ever had. I want all of us to be together and happy together. Forever." Hanako said.
Lilly joined them in their embrace. "There is nothing I would rather do with the rest of my life than be your friends."
---
"Poor thing. Today must have been exhausting for her," Lilly said taking a sip of tea and listening to the change in Hanako's breathing. "Would you care to rouse her and assist her back to her room?"
Hisao looked down at where Hanako lay on the floor of Lilly's room where they had all met for tea. There was a look of unrestrained happiness on her face that seemed so foreign to her normal appearance. "She just looks so happy sleeping there," Hisao said. "I don't want to wake her up. Lilly, I want you to see --er-- feel this."
Lilly sat down beside Hanako. She gently ran her hands across Hanako's face, until the found the edges of the sleeping woman's lips. With a single finger, she traced the smile on Hanako's face.
"What do you think she's dreaming about?" Hisao asked.
Hanako's lips parted slightly. In a voice too soft for even Lilly to hear, she spoke. "I'm all better and everything is going to be perfect from now on." As she spoke, tears fell from her eyes and ran across her heavily scarred face.
