The Lovers Card
Chapter: One
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon. If I did, there would be some BIG change to the ending. @_@; This disclaimer will account for all the following chapters of this story.
A/N: It's funny! I got the idea for this story as I was thinking about a Takari but I ended up writing a Kozumi ^^;;;
Kouji and Izumi, two characters from the 4th season of Digimon called Digimon Frontier!! It's VERY cool and they are just like my fave couple Mimi and Yamato!!! Very kawaii!!
It's very, very strange how my mind works!! But I think the plot is cute ^^;; I hope the readers do too o_O;;
*****
"The Lovers Card," Madam Miyako, placed the old tarot fortune face down, and took a hold of her clients hand before murmuring, "You will meet a siren in your close future, who will enchant you with his song, and bring you to your doom."
Her foreboding message caused the girl's eyes to widen in shock, as she stuttered "W-What?!" before swiping her hand away from the gypsy. "What the heck are you talking about? I mean, sirens aren't even real," she reasoned, hoping that it was all a joke.
Unfortunately the fortune teller only began to flip over more cards, continuing her erie warning and said, "Beware the mysterious knight who fate has strung to you. He will bring both joy and heartbreak, into your lonely existence."
"Lonely?! What knight?" the blonde girl cried, looking insulted. Pouting slightly, Orimoto Izumi glared at Miyako indignantly before snapping, "I have no idea what you're trying to tell me! And also, aren't sirens women? How can one be a knight, I don't get it."
Not bothering to listen to the poor girl's questions, the mystic merely waved her inquiries away before saying, "Fear the one with the trance, for he will bring you pain...Ohhhhhhhhhhh!" She then began to moan dramatically, like an old radio that was playing static. "Beeewwwaaaaarrreeee!"
"Uh, yeah," Izumi answered, straining to keep her smile and placed a 500 yen bill on the table. Standing she said, "Thanks for the fortune. I'll be sure to uh...refer you." Sweat dropping, she hastily made her way to the exit when, the older woman called her back, voice no longer reminiscent of a sheep.
"Young lady," Miyako ventured, her voice solemn and grave.
"Urk," Izumi stopped, twitching, and replied, "Y-Yes??"
"You forgot your change," the violet haired, fortune teller finished.
"Oh."
*****
Stepping out, into the fresh air of the street, Izumi sighed tiredly, as her friends rushed over to her. Throwing a million questions at once, one loudly asked, "So how was it girl?"
"Yea! Did she tell you your fuuuttuuurree?" another spoke up, jabbing Izumi in the ribs. "Gonna go out with that hottie Tashoro?"
"Get an awesome new birthday present?" the other suggested, before trailing off, "Or--"
Interupting them both, Izumi ran a pale hand through her gold locks before muttering, "Gonna die. Some pricks gonna do me in."
"What?" Her friends stared skeptically, before breaking out into a sinchronized, "Aw man!" Frowning, they all looked at her sympathetically before saying, "She's a quack isn't she?"
"See Hikari! I knew fortune telling was all fake!" the red head scowled, smacking her other friend lightly over the head.
"H-Hey!" The brunette named Hikari, raised her arms defensively and answered, "I just thought it would be fun..."
"But you made her waste cash to be told she's gonna die! What kind of 16th birthday present is that?" Ruki shot back, not really angry but annoyed that the fortune teller had been a fake. "What a bunch of garbage."
"Hey, hey! It's okay," Izumi grinned, trying to keep the peace. "It was interesting just to see her! She's an odd women, that's for sure!" She laughed and continued, "Besides, birthdays are meant to be fun."
"Yea! Let's go karaoke!" Hikari suggested, as Ruki nodded and agreed, "Sugoi! Let's go!"
Giggling along with her friends, Izumi frowned to herself later, as they made they way down the sidewalk and mulled over what Madam Miyako had told her. 'What did she mean? It couldn't have all been fake, could it?'
*****
"Haha! Izumi you're so cool! That jump shot you did was so awesome!" The crowd praised, circled around the blonde girl. "I bet they'll recruit you to Tokyo University on a sports scholarship if you keep it up!"
"Thanks guys," Izumi blushed crimson and added, "But it was just a game, you know, nothing important."
"Oh come one!" a spunky boy named Takuya said, draping his arm around her shoulder, "You were fantastic!"
"Whatever Baka," she chuckled, used to his antics after years of being friends. "But still it was nothing."
Stopping the class from chatting any longer, the teacher called, "Okay everyone! In your seats!!" and clapped his hands, urging everyone to quiet down. Smiling, he pushed the rim of his glasses back into place before announcing, "We have a transfer student!" Suddenly, the class broke into a loud chatter, with questions flying around the room.
"I wonder who it is!"
"A girl or a boy?"
"I hope it's a cute boy!"
"No, a cute girl!"
'I wonder who it will be...' Izumi thought, balancing her head on an arm, "I hope he isn't another idiot."
"Be quiet!" Sensei shouted, trying to regain order in the classroom. "Our new friend has come to us all the way from Odaiba. I expect you to treat him as one of your own." On cue, a sullen looking boy walked into the room, his face hidden by a mane of cobalt hair. All eyes fell onto him and even Izumi had to admit that he was, 'Pretty cute.'
"Now minna this is Minamoto Kouji. Kouji-san please tells us some things about yourself," the teacher inquired, pushing up his glasses again.
"I lived in Odaiba all my life before moving here." His voice was deep and caused several of the girls to swoon before he continued, "And I'm planning to join the Art Club, if this school has one."
At that, the girls broke out into a fit of whispers, as the boys glared jealously muttering, "He's not that cool!"
Sensing the need to calm everyone down, the teacher forced another smile onto his face and said, "Okay Kouji-san please take a seat in front of Izumi-san over there. Izumi please raise your hand, so Kouji can find you."
"Here!" Izumi smiled, waving her arm in the air, "Over here Minamoto-kun!" Without another word, the boy walked over, taking his seat and the class finally began. Staring at his back quizzically, Izumi wondered about his cold demeanor and thought, 'Mou, mou! So rude! He didn't even say thank you or anything like that!'
As if he felt her stare, a moment later Kouji turned around, to give Izumi an indifferent look before asking, "Why are you glowering at me like that? It's rude."
"Rude?!" she repeated rather loudly, causing the teacher to reprimand her. "Izumi-san! Do you have something you want to say to me?" the sensei barked at her, an irritated vein popping on his head. "If you don't like the lesson you can leave, straight to the principal's--"
"G-Gomen nasai!" Izumi sweat dropped, bowing her head furiously. "I'm so, so sorry! I must've fallen into a daydream!"
"Hmph," the teacher grumbled and spun back around to the board, "See that it doesn't happen again Miss Orimoto."
"Yes Sir," Izumi bowed one last time, before taking her seat. Glancing up to see Kouji throw her a smug smirk, Izumi boiled inside thinking, 'That Boy! I won't forgive him!!'
*****
Sitting with her group of friends during lunch, Izumi took small bites of her food, not really tasting it. She was still hung over the mornings' events and fumed, almost breaking her chopsticks in half. "Grr! That guy!!"
"Who?" a pretty girl asked, tossing her chesnut hair over her shoulder. "That new boy?"
"Oh him!" a short red headed girl, named Sora giggled, "He's a cutie."
"Yeah!" all the others agreed, causing Izumi to see red. Jumping up in anger, she startled everyone and ranted, "That Minamoto Kouji is an idiotic jerk! How can you think he's cute?? He's so rude!!"
"How do you know?" Mimi asked in surprise, setting her obento down on the ground. "We just met him."
"I just know!!" Izumi growled, steam coming out of her ears. "He's a punk! A stupid punk!!"
"There he is now," Hikari chided, pointing towards the school, "looks like he's heading inside."
"Oi!!" Izumi grabbed her bag. "I'm gonna get that guy for before!! Come back here you coward!!" she yelled, storming towards the building, her fist raised.
Back on the hill, the girls watched her leave, massive sweat drops dripping down their heads, "There she goes..."
"Yeah..."
"I hope she doesn't hurt him or something, she can be so rash!" Sora worried, watching Hikari poke at the food the blonde had left. "I get dibs on her cod rolls!"
*****
Inside the school, Izumi stomped around in search of the, "Baka Boy!!" Remembering what he had said about joining the Art Club, she made her way upstairs calling, "Where are you Minamoto!?"
Stampeding her way down the hall, until she reached the art facilities, she barged into one of the smaller rooms and huffed, "There you are!!" Pointing at his lone figure, Izumi continued to shout, "I've got you now!"
"Un," Kouji stopped his paintbrush, lifting his gaze towards her. For a moment she thought her heart had stopped, but looked away quickly and muttered, "Minamoto, you jerk!"
"Well aren't you just full of happy thoughts," Kouji commented dryly, before putting his paints away. Walking over to the sink he turned on the water to wash his hands and went on, "So what do you want Gaki?" (Kid).
"Gaki?!" A vein popped on her head, as she shot back, "Who are you calling a kid?! You Akuma!!" (Devil). His back, invisibly stiffened for a moment, before Kouji turned the water off. Drying his hands he flipped around to face her, wearing an annoyed expression and asked, "Did you come just to insult me?"
"I..." Izumi hesitated, trapped by his intense stare and stuttered, "I...I wanted to talk to you!!" Blushing when she realized how weird that sounded, she averted her eyes to the ground, as he gave her the quick answer of, "I don't want a girlfriend--"
"No!" She scowled with a flush and screamed, "Why the hell would I want to go out with a bastard like you? I just want to know why you were such an ass to me earlier, getting me in trouble! That's all!"
"You got yourself into that mess," Kouji replied coolly, striding over to a window. "You and your idiocy."
"Hey!!" she growled at him, grabbing his arm, "That was---" Jerking his appendage away from her violently, he stopped her mid-sentence, as he stumbled backwards. Clutching his limb, Kouji started, "Don't..."
"Wha?!" Izumi yelped in alarm and asked, "Did I hurt you!?"
"Don't touch me." He glared at her, standing straight. "I don't like strangers touching me."
"Wha...?" Izumi gaped at him for a minute, before anger washed over her once more and she shouted, "Well I'm sorry if I contaminated you!! Me and my terrible female germs!!"
Expecting him to get angry, she was alarmed when he began to laugh vigorously, "Ha, ha, ha!" and embaressed, she questioned, "What's so funny?!" Raising a fist at him, she threatened, "Don't laugh at me!"
"You!" Kouji pointed, doubled over, "Your expression!! Ha, ha!"
"Mou!! Stop!!" Izumi stomped her foot, "Baka!!"
"Ha, ha..." the laughter coming to a halt, he suddenly looked at her strangely. Staring back, Izumi blushed about to ask what he was looking at when he asked, "What is your name? Not that we'll be talking much but I want to know your name."
"Eh?" she blanched, "You don't even remember my name?!"
"Izuki right? Maybe Ikumi? Ikkuko?" he trailed on...Before she cried, "Izumi! Orimoto Izumi!!" She shouted, her face glowing with pent up rage, "You are such a flake!"
"I want to paint you," he stated the next moment, like it was an everyday occurence.
"And you're also a jer--What?!?!" she shrieked, causing him to wince, "You wanna do what?"
"P-A-I-N-T you," he repeated, slower, causing another vein to pop on her head, "I want you to model for me."
"Oh, I get it! You're one of 'those' guys! Well sorry but I don't go for that kind of thing--"
"I don't mean nude!!" Kouji scowled at her, a hint of color evident on his cheeks. "I want you to be a 'fully clothed' model, for a new painting I've been thinking of doing."
"What's it called?" Izumi mumbled, slightly interested. Afterall, she had never been a painting before.
"Venus," Kouji stated, a smile almost touching his lips, "I met her in a dream."
Izumi gaped at him, as he wore a strange glazed expression, and was stunned to witness him so content, talking about a dream. Catching herself staring, she cursed mentally, 'Kuso! He's just another jerk! Don't let him fool you!'
"I know we may not get along," he said truthfully, eyes full of something she couldn't quite place, "But please. I want to make Venus...I want her to come to life."
"I..." Izumi began. She should say no but something inside wouldn't let her get the words out. Emotions in a flurry of uncertainty, she finally consented and replied, "Alright. I'll be your Venus."
*****
Hovering over a stack of tarot cards, Miyako once again, flipped over the Lovers Card and placed it on the table. A dim smile caressing her lips, she spoke in a raspy voice, murmuring, "And so they meet...but at what cost?"
-TBC...?
A/N: Woah! A fic about Kouji and Izumi I know! Who are they right? Well go to SW and my new site Fairytale! It will tell you all about them! ^^
-Hikari no miko
Chapter: One
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon. If I did, there would be some BIG change to the ending. @_@; This disclaimer will account for all the following chapters of this story.
A/N: It's funny! I got the idea for this story as I was thinking about a Takari but I ended up writing a Kozumi ^^;;;
Kouji and Izumi, two characters from the 4th season of Digimon called Digimon Frontier!! It's VERY cool and they are just like my fave couple Mimi and Yamato!!! Very kawaii!!
It's very, very strange how my mind works!! But I think the plot is cute ^^;; I hope the readers do too o_O;;
*****
"The Lovers Card," Madam Miyako, placed the old tarot fortune face down, and took a hold of her clients hand before murmuring, "You will meet a siren in your close future, who will enchant you with his song, and bring you to your doom."
Her foreboding message caused the girl's eyes to widen in shock, as she stuttered "W-What?!" before swiping her hand away from the gypsy. "What the heck are you talking about? I mean, sirens aren't even real," she reasoned, hoping that it was all a joke.
Unfortunately the fortune teller only began to flip over more cards, continuing her erie warning and said, "Beware the mysterious knight who fate has strung to you. He will bring both joy and heartbreak, into your lonely existence."
"Lonely?! What knight?" the blonde girl cried, looking insulted. Pouting slightly, Orimoto Izumi glared at Miyako indignantly before snapping, "I have no idea what you're trying to tell me! And also, aren't sirens women? How can one be a knight, I don't get it."
Not bothering to listen to the poor girl's questions, the mystic merely waved her inquiries away before saying, "Fear the one with the trance, for he will bring you pain...Ohhhhhhhhhhh!" She then began to moan dramatically, like an old radio that was playing static. "Beeewwwaaaaarrreeee!"
"Uh, yeah," Izumi answered, straining to keep her smile and placed a 500 yen bill on the table. Standing she said, "Thanks for the fortune. I'll be sure to uh...refer you." Sweat dropping, she hastily made her way to the exit when, the older woman called her back, voice no longer reminiscent of a sheep.
"Young lady," Miyako ventured, her voice solemn and grave.
"Urk," Izumi stopped, twitching, and replied, "Y-Yes??"
"You forgot your change," the violet haired, fortune teller finished.
"Oh."
*****
Stepping out, into the fresh air of the street, Izumi sighed tiredly, as her friends rushed over to her. Throwing a million questions at once, one loudly asked, "So how was it girl?"
"Yea! Did she tell you your fuuuttuuurree?" another spoke up, jabbing Izumi in the ribs. "Gonna go out with that hottie Tashoro?"
"Get an awesome new birthday present?" the other suggested, before trailing off, "Or--"
Interupting them both, Izumi ran a pale hand through her gold locks before muttering, "Gonna die. Some pricks gonna do me in."
"What?" Her friends stared skeptically, before breaking out into a sinchronized, "Aw man!" Frowning, they all looked at her sympathetically before saying, "She's a quack isn't she?"
"See Hikari! I knew fortune telling was all fake!" the red head scowled, smacking her other friend lightly over the head.
"H-Hey!" The brunette named Hikari, raised her arms defensively and answered, "I just thought it would be fun..."
"But you made her waste cash to be told she's gonna die! What kind of 16th birthday present is that?" Ruki shot back, not really angry but annoyed that the fortune teller had been a fake. "What a bunch of garbage."
"Hey, hey! It's okay," Izumi grinned, trying to keep the peace. "It was interesting just to see her! She's an odd women, that's for sure!" She laughed and continued, "Besides, birthdays are meant to be fun."
"Yea! Let's go karaoke!" Hikari suggested, as Ruki nodded and agreed, "Sugoi! Let's go!"
Giggling along with her friends, Izumi frowned to herself later, as they made they way down the sidewalk and mulled over what Madam Miyako had told her. 'What did she mean? It couldn't have all been fake, could it?'
*****
"Haha! Izumi you're so cool! That jump shot you did was so awesome!" The crowd praised, circled around the blonde girl. "I bet they'll recruit you to Tokyo University on a sports scholarship if you keep it up!"
"Thanks guys," Izumi blushed crimson and added, "But it was just a game, you know, nothing important."
"Oh come one!" a spunky boy named Takuya said, draping his arm around her shoulder, "You were fantastic!"
"Whatever Baka," she chuckled, used to his antics after years of being friends. "But still it was nothing."
Stopping the class from chatting any longer, the teacher called, "Okay everyone! In your seats!!" and clapped his hands, urging everyone to quiet down. Smiling, he pushed the rim of his glasses back into place before announcing, "We have a transfer student!" Suddenly, the class broke into a loud chatter, with questions flying around the room.
"I wonder who it is!"
"A girl or a boy?"
"I hope it's a cute boy!"
"No, a cute girl!"
'I wonder who it will be...' Izumi thought, balancing her head on an arm, "I hope he isn't another idiot."
"Be quiet!" Sensei shouted, trying to regain order in the classroom. "Our new friend has come to us all the way from Odaiba. I expect you to treat him as one of your own." On cue, a sullen looking boy walked into the room, his face hidden by a mane of cobalt hair. All eyes fell onto him and even Izumi had to admit that he was, 'Pretty cute.'
"Now minna this is Minamoto Kouji. Kouji-san please tells us some things about yourself," the teacher inquired, pushing up his glasses again.
"I lived in Odaiba all my life before moving here." His voice was deep and caused several of the girls to swoon before he continued, "And I'm planning to join the Art Club, if this school has one."
At that, the girls broke out into a fit of whispers, as the boys glared jealously muttering, "He's not that cool!"
Sensing the need to calm everyone down, the teacher forced another smile onto his face and said, "Okay Kouji-san please take a seat in front of Izumi-san over there. Izumi please raise your hand, so Kouji can find you."
"Here!" Izumi smiled, waving her arm in the air, "Over here Minamoto-kun!" Without another word, the boy walked over, taking his seat and the class finally began. Staring at his back quizzically, Izumi wondered about his cold demeanor and thought, 'Mou, mou! So rude! He didn't even say thank you or anything like that!'
As if he felt her stare, a moment later Kouji turned around, to give Izumi an indifferent look before asking, "Why are you glowering at me like that? It's rude."
"Rude?!" she repeated rather loudly, causing the teacher to reprimand her. "Izumi-san! Do you have something you want to say to me?" the sensei barked at her, an irritated vein popping on his head. "If you don't like the lesson you can leave, straight to the principal's--"
"G-Gomen nasai!" Izumi sweat dropped, bowing her head furiously. "I'm so, so sorry! I must've fallen into a daydream!"
"Hmph," the teacher grumbled and spun back around to the board, "See that it doesn't happen again Miss Orimoto."
"Yes Sir," Izumi bowed one last time, before taking her seat. Glancing up to see Kouji throw her a smug smirk, Izumi boiled inside thinking, 'That Boy! I won't forgive him!!'
*****
Sitting with her group of friends during lunch, Izumi took small bites of her food, not really tasting it. She was still hung over the mornings' events and fumed, almost breaking her chopsticks in half. "Grr! That guy!!"
"Who?" a pretty girl asked, tossing her chesnut hair over her shoulder. "That new boy?"
"Oh him!" a short red headed girl, named Sora giggled, "He's a cutie."
"Yeah!" all the others agreed, causing Izumi to see red. Jumping up in anger, she startled everyone and ranted, "That Minamoto Kouji is an idiotic jerk! How can you think he's cute?? He's so rude!!"
"How do you know?" Mimi asked in surprise, setting her obento down on the ground. "We just met him."
"I just know!!" Izumi growled, steam coming out of her ears. "He's a punk! A stupid punk!!"
"There he is now," Hikari chided, pointing towards the school, "looks like he's heading inside."
"Oi!!" Izumi grabbed her bag. "I'm gonna get that guy for before!! Come back here you coward!!" she yelled, storming towards the building, her fist raised.
Back on the hill, the girls watched her leave, massive sweat drops dripping down their heads, "There she goes..."
"Yeah..."
"I hope she doesn't hurt him or something, she can be so rash!" Sora worried, watching Hikari poke at the food the blonde had left. "I get dibs on her cod rolls!"
*****
Inside the school, Izumi stomped around in search of the, "Baka Boy!!" Remembering what he had said about joining the Art Club, she made her way upstairs calling, "Where are you Minamoto!?"
Stampeding her way down the hall, until she reached the art facilities, she barged into one of the smaller rooms and huffed, "There you are!!" Pointing at his lone figure, Izumi continued to shout, "I've got you now!"
"Un," Kouji stopped his paintbrush, lifting his gaze towards her. For a moment she thought her heart had stopped, but looked away quickly and muttered, "Minamoto, you jerk!"
"Well aren't you just full of happy thoughts," Kouji commented dryly, before putting his paints away. Walking over to the sink he turned on the water to wash his hands and went on, "So what do you want Gaki?" (Kid).
"Gaki?!" A vein popped on her head, as she shot back, "Who are you calling a kid?! You Akuma!!" (Devil). His back, invisibly stiffened for a moment, before Kouji turned the water off. Drying his hands he flipped around to face her, wearing an annoyed expression and asked, "Did you come just to insult me?"
"I..." Izumi hesitated, trapped by his intense stare and stuttered, "I...I wanted to talk to you!!" Blushing when she realized how weird that sounded, she averted her eyes to the ground, as he gave her the quick answer of, "I don't want a girlfriend--"
"No!" She scowled with a flush and screamed, "Why the hell would I want to go out with a bastard like you? I just want to know why you were such an ass to me earlier, getting me in trouble! That's all!"
"You got yourself into that mess," Kouji replied coolly, striding over to a window. "You and your idiocy."
"Hey!!" she growled at him, grabbing his arm, "That was---" Jerking his appendage away from her violently, he stopped her mid-sentence, as he stumbled backwards. Clutching his limb, Kouji started, "Don't..."
"Wha?!" Izumi yelped in alarm and asked, "Did I hurt you!?"
"Don't touch me." He glared at her, standing straight. "I don't like strangers touching me."
"Wha...?" Izumi gaped at him for a minute, before anger washed over her once more and she shouted, "Well I'm sorry if I contaminated you!! Me and my terrible female germs!!"
Expecting him to get angry, she was alarmed when he began to laugh vigorously, "Ha, ha, ha!" and embaressed, she questioned, "What's so funny?!" Raising a fist at him, she threatened, "Don't laugh at me!"
"You!" Kouji pointed, doubled over, "Your expression!! Ha, ha!"
"Mou!! Stop!!" Izumi stomped her foot, "Baka!!"
"Ha, ha..." the laughter coming to a halt, he suddenly looked at her strangely. Staring back, Izumi blushed about to ask what he was looking at when he asked, "What is your name? Not that we'll be talking much but I want to know your name."
"Eh?" she blanched, "You don't even remember my name?!"
"Izuki right? Maybe Ikumi? Ikkuko?" he trailed on...Before she cried, "Izumi! Orimoto Izumi!!" She shouted, her face glowing with pent up rage, "You are such a flake!"
"I want to paint you," he stated the next moment, like it was an everyday occurence.
"And you're also a jer--What?!?!" she shrieked, causing him to wince, "You wanna do what?"
"P-A-I-N-T you," he repeated, slower, causing another vein to pop on her head, "I want you to model for me."
"Oh, I get it! You're one of 'those' guys! Well sorry but I don't go for that kind of thing--"
"I don't mean nude!!" Kouji scowled at her, a hint of color evident on his cheeks. "I want you to be a 'fully clothed' model, for a new painting I've been thinking of doing."
"What's it called?" Izumi mumbled, slightly interested. Afterall, she had never been a painting before.
"Venus," Kouji stated, a smile almost touching his lips, "I met her in a dream."
Izumi gaped at him, as he wore a strange glazed expression, and was stunned to witness him so content, talking about a dream. Catching herself staring, she cursed mentally, 'Kuso! He's just another jerk! Don't let him fool you!'
"I know we may not get along," he said truthfully, eyes full of something she couldn't quite place, "But please. I want to make Venus...I want her to come to life."
"I..." Izumi began. She should say no but something inside wouldn't let her get the words out. Emotions in a flurry of uncertainty, she finally consented and replied, "Alright. I'll be your Venus."
*****
Hovering over a stack of tarot cards, Miyako once again, flipped over the Lovers Card and placed it on the table. A dim smile caressing her lips, she spoke in a raspy voice, murmuring, "And so they meet...but at what cost?"
-TBC...?
A/N: Woah! A fic about Kouji and Izumi I know! Who are they right? Well go to SW and my new site Fairytale! It will tell you all about them! ^^
-Hikari no miko