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flybycontactTitle: Belladonna
Fandom: Revolutionary Girl Utena
Characters: Anthy, Kanae, mentions of Akio; Anthy's point of view
Rating: R (dark tone, internalised misogyny, Anthy being bitter, references to infidelity, reference to incestuous abuse, Akio being his own warning)
Summary: Just what exactly is Anthy's problem with Kanae?
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I will never call you my sister.
I see right through your attempts to befriend me. You've been trying to do so ever since my brother and I came to this academy -- ever since your father arranged for you to become my brother's bride -- and you continue to try no matter how much I may slight you. It's an obvious charade now.
I've seen the way you look at me when you think I'm not paying attention. You actually despise me.
Yet you still try to make me call you my sister. It's all so you can tell yourself that we are a harmonious little family where everyone gets along perfectly, because you are a sheltered princess that cannot conceive of anything else.
Have you seen the state of your own family? You've been taking care of your father ever since he became ill, but do you not even know how he came to be that way? Have you not given any thought to how your mother has been behaving lately? How she became more involved in preparing your father's meals all of a sudden, or how she's been going out more often?
I know you haven't. You don't know who your mother has been seeing behind your back, either. What would you think if you ever realised that your beloved mother and your beloved fiancé were sleeping together -- that he would much rather take her to bed than you, and that she would cast your concerns aside as if they have nothing to do with her so she could seek her entertainment with him?
If you could even believe such a truth, who would you blame? I cannot see you directing very much anger at my brother over it; he is the man your dear father chose for you, after all, and your father could never do anything so wrong as misjudging the character of his future son-in-law. Would you blame your mother, then, as a witch who seduced your fiancé away from you?
Or would the matter be my fault? You resent me enough that you could easily spin such a tale in your imagination to suit yourself. It's my fault that my brother doesn't pay enough attention to you. It's my fault that your mother has been acting strangely. It's my fault that your father's life is ebbing away despite your best efforts to take care of him. Such thoughts would come all too naturally for you.
I have borne the blame and hatred of people much like yourself for longer than you can possibly imagine. Such is my fate as the Rose Bride.
It's ironic, then, that I don't consider your position to be ever so different from mine. You are merely completely blind to the fact, and I pity you for it, as I pity most girls.
All girls are Rose Brides in the end, and you are no exception.
Don't go thinking that you're anything special just because you happen to be my brother's fiancée. He considers all women to be the same -- mere tools to be used and discarded as they suit his own ends. Your engagement to him is just another means to his ends; he cares nothing for you, only for the power he can gain over this school, and you're a fool for not being able to see that.
Truthfully, you remind me of so many of the girls he used to save -- the princesses of the world who were bedazzled by the gallant prince even when he departed as soon as he arrived and left their feelings with no real reciprocation.
All of your feelings, too, will never be reciprocated.
You're not wanted by anyone here. Not by your mother, who thinks nothing of sacrificing her family for her own pleasure; perhaps your dear father still cares, but he is not much longer for this world and there is nothing he can do for you anymore. Not by my brother, who only regards you as a pawn and finds you so dull otherwise that he does not even bed you as he beds other pieces on his board. Certainly not by me, either; I may pity you, but I do not like you, nor will I ever. Your naïvety makes me sick, as do your self-serving attempts to play pretend at trying to befriend me, and the ways in which I do and do not see part of myself in you only sicken me further.
What would you think if you knew that I was a 'bride' to your fiancé in ways you will never be? Would it make you finally realise what sort of man he truly is? Or would you still only blame me even then, as a wicked witch corrupting your poor prince? Would knowing what he does to me every week only fill you with spite towards me, with jealousy towards me, while you continue to blind yourself to his sins?
Perhaps nothing at all would make you change your mind, about me or about my brother, no matter what truths came to light. Perhaps you would keep your eyes firmly closed even if those truths became by rights impossible to ignore; as it is now, you refuse to even believe that anything bad can happen at this academy.
By all means, stay in that cosy coffin of yours and continue to think of yourself as a princess in a fairytale kingdom. You may well find yourself in a real coffin before very long. It's not my decision to make, but I am in no position to defy my brother, am I? Of course, no matter what he does or what he asks of me, it's inevitable that I will remain the only villain in your eyes to the very end.
Isn't that right, Kanae-san?
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As always, comments and constructive criticism are both welcome and appreciated.
Fandom: Revolutionary Girl Utena
Characters: Anthy, Kanae, mentions of Akio; Anthy's point of view
Rating: R (dark tone, internalised misogyny, Anthy being bitter, references to infidelity, reference to incestuous abuse, Akio being his own warning)
Summary: Just what exactly is Anthy's problem with Kanae?
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I will never call you my sister.
I see right through your attempts to befriend me. You've been trying to do so ever since my brother and I came to this academy -- ever since your father arranged for you to become my brother's bride -- and you continue to try no matter how much I may slight you. It's an obvious charade now.
I've seen the way you look at me when you think I'm not paying attention. You actually despise me.
Yet you still try to make me call you my sister. It's all so you can tell yourself that we are a harmonious little family where everyone gets along perfectly, because you are a sheltered princess that cannot conceive of anything else.
Have you seen the state of your own family? You've been taking care of your father ever since he became ill, but do you not even know how he came to be that way? Have you not given any thought to how your mother has been behaving lately? How she became more involved in preparing your father's meals all of a sudden, or how she's been going out more often?
I know you haven't. You don't know who your mother has been seeing behind your back, either. What would you think if you ever realised that your beloved mother and your beloved fiancé were sleeping together -- that he would much rather take her to bed than you, and that she would cast your concerns aside as if they have nothing to do with her so she could seek her entertainment with him?
If you could even believe such a truth, who would you blame? I cannot see you directing very much anger at my brother over it; he is the man your dear father chose for you, after all, and your father could never do anything so wrong as misjudging the character of his future son-in-law. Would you blame your mother, then, as a witch who seduced your fiancé away from you?
Or would the matter be my fault? You resent me enough that you could easily spin such a tale in your imagination to suit yourself. It's my fault that my brother doesn't pay enough attention to you. It's my fault that your mother has been acting strangely. It's my fault that your father's life is ebbing away despite your best efforts to take care of him. Such thoughts would come all too naturally for you.
I have borne the blame and hatred of people much like yourself for longer than you can possibly imagine. Such is my fate as the Rose Bride.
It's ironic, then, that I don't consider your position to be ever so different from mine. You are merely completely blind to the fact, and I pity you for it, as I pity most girls.
All girls are Rose Brides in the end, and you are no exception.
Don't go thinking that you're anything special just because you happen to be my brother's fiancée. He considers all women to be the same -- mere tools to be used and discarded as they suit his own ends. Your engagement to him is just another means to his ends; he cares nothing for you, only for the power he can gain over this school, and you're a fool for not being able to see that.
Truthfully, you remind me of so many of the girls he used to save -- the princesses of the world who were bedazzled by the gallant prince even when he departed as soon as he arrived and left their feelings with no real reciprocation.
All of your feelings, too, will never be reciprocated.
You're not wanted by anyone here. Not by your mother, who thinks nothing of sacrificing her family for her own pleasure; perhaps your dear father still cares, but he is not much longer for this world and there is nothing he can do for you anymore. Not by my brother, who only regards you as a pawn and finds you so dull otherwise that he does not even bed you as he beds other pieces on his board. Certainly not by me, either; I may pity you, but I do not like you, nor will I ever. Your naïvety makes me sick, as do your self-serving attempts to play pretend at trying to befriend me, and the ways in which I do and do not see part of myself in you only sicken me further.
What would you think if you knew that I was a 'bride' to your fiancé in ways you will never be? Would it make you finally realise what sort of man he truly is? Or would you still only blame me even then, as a wicked witch corrupting your poor prince? Would knowing what he does to me every week only fill you with spite towards me, with jealousy towards me, while you continue to blind yourself to his sins?
Perhaps nothing at all would make you change your mind, about me or about my brother, no matter what truths came to light. Perhaps you would keep your eyes firmly closed even if those truths became by rights impossible to ignore; as it is now, you refuse to even believe that anything bad can happen at this academy.
By all means, stay in that cosy coffin of yours and continue to think of yourself as a princess in a fairytale kingdom. You may well find yourself in a real coffin before very long. It's not my decision to make, but I am in no position to defy my brother, am I? Of course, no matter what he does or what he asks of me, it's inevitable that I will remain the only villain in your eyes to the very end.
Isn't that right, Kanae-san?
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As always, comments and constructive criticism are both welcome and appreciated.
