#hau01

...Darkness hums. 

It’s not Mizuki’s favourite environment, despite her choice in Pokemon, but the smile on her face softens as she thinks how much her partners would enjoy it.

( Oh, of course, Mimikyu was with her, comforted by the familiar blackness, but it was not the same without everyone. )

Girl sits quietly, eyes studying around her. Mimikyu sleeps on her lap, costume rising and falling in soft rhythm, Mizuki’s hands stroking them absentmindedly. It continues like that, for a while, before something catches her eye and movement halts suddenly, darting upwards from the bench. 

Mimikyu grumbles in her arms, but does not wake. Wide eyes blink with disbelief, and girl slinks after the crowd, trying to catch up with familiar mop of hair. Eventually, she does, her target having stopped to admire a stall of sweet smelling festival foods.

For a moment, she stands behind them silently, almost unsure on what to do next, but--

She had done much bolder things in the past, this person by her side. Memories bolster her, and she steps forward, wraps her arms around friend’s back and leans in to hug them.

“Hau.”