Natsuki groaned as she turned over onto her side. Ugh….what a terrible dream… Her eyes fluttered open, blinking rapidly in succession in an attempt to familiarize herself with her room.
She reached out for her cell phone, dragging the phone by tugging on its charger. She fumbled with the phone, checking the time.
She loosened her grip on the green phone, lazily letting it lie where it lay on the bed. I…really do NOT want to get up. She thought as she grumbled incoherently about her fading dream. Natsuki couldn't place her finger on it, but somehow she was feeling very irritated…yet, at the same time, very lonely.
Hmph. Not that SHE'D admit it.
Natsuki opened her emerald green eyes, peering from behind her dark blue down covers sideways at the rest of her room.
She sighed in resignation, closing her eyes.
She imagined a body next to her, soft sounds of a woman breathing in undisturbed slumber, completely at ease and relaxed. She imagined the woman's body warmth up against her, slender arms gently yet securely snaked over her waist, their legs comfortably tangled together as if they were meant to be together, the woman's warm breath tickling her neck as she dreamt of her…
Natsuki pulled her covers in tighter as frustration as the thought paused. I…want a girlfriend…huh…Guess that confirms it…
She blushed as enticing thoughts drifted into her mind.
The woman, somehow noticing that her beloved Natsuki had slipped from beside her, would turn over, unconsciously reaching out and hugging her love closer to herself. She would nuzzle her Natsuki's neck having picked up her scent, tangle her leg between Natsuki's, bending her knee slightly until she felt the warmth of the woman beside her, sigh contentedly and sleepily whisper in a sleepy-seductive voice "Good Morning, my dearest Na-tsu-kiii~…."
Tensing as she stretched, Natsuki would stiffen as the woman squeezed her Natsuki, pressure increasing where the sleeping woman was already pressed up against, remaining unmoving for long after the woman had relaxed, sighing deeply and stirring in her sleep.
Her eyes snapped open. Oh great…now I'm delusional.
Natsuki sighed once again.
I wasn't able to stop them…huh…dammit… she cursed inwardly as the thoughts she'd continually blocked from her stream of conscious thought surfaced with a vengeance.
She turned onto her stomach, burying her face in her pillow.
I guess…I really want a relationship…I can't believe I let that slip…! Argh…
Her mind wandered to a few months prior, when it had slipped in a conversation with Mai. She let out another deep sigh.
Sure, it had been a few months since that conversation, but that didn't mean the thought hadn't resurfaced occasionally.
She turned her head to the side, emerald eyes slowly opening. I need to stop thinking about this… She lazily threw back her dark blue down blanket, letting her upper body acclimate to the cooler temperature of the room.
She swung her legs over the side of the bed, slowly getting up. Yawning as she stretched, she padded over to the bathroom, taking care of the whole waking-up business. She frowned at her reflection in the mirror.
I need to go sketching.
She downed a glass of warm milk before donning her sweats, jacket, scarf, earmuffs, and gloves. She slung a small collapsible rectangular sketching chair and grabbed her sketchbook, tossing it into her bag before heading out to her backyard.
It wasn't exactly her backyard; it just happened that her backyard connected to her to Wonderland Lake. Natsuki couldn't she say she disliked the view of the foothills and lake in the summer, but something about it in the middle of winter, with the faded yellows, browns, striking whites and stark blacks, dark blue-grey waters that really tickled her fancy.
She walked around to the path of the park, stopping to sketch wherever she felt like. It was chilly, slightly windy, and overcast as she set up her small chair. She smiled. Perfect sketching weather. She sniffled, nose and cheeks reddening slightly as she took out her sketchpad.
She reluctantly took off the top part of her convertible grey-knit glove-mittens, exposing her pale, slender fingers to the elements.
The wind tossed her dark blue hair around as she took a moment to scrutinize her view. It was a point not too far down the path, an early region overlooking the contemplative overcast lake, at a point where the loop for the few walking paths merged into one dirt path. The loose wooden fence would fall near on the bottom of the page as Natsuki was on the upper of the three paths. She could see a patch of yellowed withered cattails not too far from the shore; the lake, narrowing then opening up further in the distance; the foothills, white speckled with the dark blacks of trees, patches of grass in the center, black trees speckled with white patches of snow on the left ridges.
She grinned. Perfect. She sat down, flipping open to a blank page. She steadied her graphite pencil, lightly sketching out the mountains at the top of the page. She swiftly yet gracefully sketched the poles of the wooden fence, smooth curves of the lake, crude outlines of the dirt paths.
The cold assaulted her fingers, her nose, blew her hair in different directions, but Natsuki didn't care. She nonchalantly sniffled as she relaxedly continued sketching.
She felt better as she sketched in scattered tufts of yellow grasses along the edge of the lake, along the path, near the wooden fence. Thoughts of wanting a relationship seemed to dissipate with the blowing of the cold wind, leaving her sole focus on her sketching.
Natsuki smiled with satisfaction as she gingerly closed her sketchbook. That's a good one.
She smiled, tossing her pencil into the bottom of her bag and picking up and folding up her small rectangular chair.
She slung the chair over her shoulder, taking a moment to pull out her cell phone and checking the time.
Natsuki shoved the green phone back into her pocket, taking a moment to think.
Hmmm…do I want to head back and maybe eat or do I want to keep going…
She pulled the glove part back over her slightly reddened fingers, snow crunching slightly as she shifted her weight. She looked up at the overcast sky.
"I guess…I'll keep going for now…" She absentmindedly voiced, breath coming out in small puffs of transient clouds.
Natsuki looked contemplatively upon the scenery as she crunched along the path, the parts of her midnight blue hair not secured by her scarf whipped around by the cold wind.