Finally..i know! ^^

"Ohhhhh! look at everything! hey-Bon-Bon----Look!!!" I squealed propping a wig on me and posing supermodel surpressing the quivering of my laughs. He glanced up, then his eyes watered as his hand covered his mouth. "ooohh..who are you suppose to be?!!" He teased approaching more. I struck another pose.
"Shall i have to tell you?! I think we all know!!"
He patiently and pretending to have no clue gave me the face and the foot stomping with arms crossed. Genius! Did i have to tell someone about it?
Pure genius!
An Einstein perhaps.
e=mc2
mwahahahahahahahah!!!!!!!!!!!!
"is it someone near and dear?" he guessed chuckling lightly still pretending with all his might. i had to break it. I decided to add a bit more to myself which was messing up my wig and buffing myself up with air to portray the masculinity of a certain someone. Still he didn't get it and i made my voice deeper. "TOMIKO!!! YOUR FANCLUB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Augustin doubled up and nearly fell.
Pain of laughter.
I could kill him with it....
"Ohhh! I know now!! I know now!--"
"Then say it!" I cried returning my voice to normal awaiting his fine answer. He jumped repeatedly. "It's-It's-"
Yes on the threshold..on it..on the tip of his tongue no doubt...no doubt..."Georges Danton!" He exclaimed stomping and causing maybe a mild earthquake and looks from all the customers. I clapped my hands cheering causing more eyes and whispers. I wasn't to be locked up at the Robespierre resident, i was to go out and enjoy myself and maybe make new friends too while with my dear companion by my side. "Correct-o! Your turn!" We switchedsides and he disappeared into the clothes section and came out in a dress but he wasn't done. He dabbled some of my makeup on his face and powdered his face.
OH MY GOD

He was a drag queen! A-A-A crossdresser!
Oh my god! Oh my god!

Maxime would love to hear of this!!
His own brother, the genius prading around like a woman!

"Now you guess."
I nodded in agreement as he too carried the woman's posture, her voice(as he managed)and her feelings also. he walked around moody and proudly at the exact time while keeping his ownself intact. How many women did i know? how many anyways?
A few.
But who'd act like he portrayed anyhow?
So snobby really..snobby..
Oh god! I had it! I did but it was either one of the 2 whom i was thinking about. the 2 women..? Them? Them? Who was it? I grunted in anger when it wasn't getting any easier...though this was a little game i made up and he went willingly to it holding and cherishing as he should. We were alike so we naturally we clicked more than anyone else in this revolutionary world. Though if i got it wrong, i had to pay for lunch with the money given by Robespierre ...so i couldn't possibly lose no matter what!! "hurry up sister! I think people are-"
"Forget them! I have the answer already!"
He giggled.
"You're Madame Roland!"
Either her or Charlotte. Let's see if i got it right..let's see of i'd be paying for lunch..lunch. URGH! He transfigured his face then my verdict..
"Nope! Wrong! You lose and have to pay for lunch!"
"Who was it?"
"Charlotte."
I wheeled in laughter but still a bit sore that i'd be paying for lunch here.and cafe prices were exactly cheap either. ..
"You got me! Okay I'll pay. let's put all this stuff back!" I announced taking off the wig while he conceeded, disappearing again. How fun! How delightful!
I knew i could have fun with my future brother-in-law. I knew we'd be okay but Maximilien would probably highly disapprove of our behaviour here but he didn't know what fun was..and then i realized that i didn't want to leave Bon-Bon or Arras. I loved them both and couldn't part so maybe leaving would be the hardest ever.The best fun i'd had in all of my time in France! More than being in Hokkaido. Being here, i could be the weirdest and still be accepted and turn my back on all who said anything cruel. I could. I could because i was given some of the confidence i'd been missing all my life.
I was living.
Living. My new life to the fullest and i'd enjoy it to its end!
Enjoyinh everything.
Enjoying all..
"Bon-Bon?"
Where had that boy gone?

He popped up behind me and pulled a dress over me. how do i know? because i either believed he'd do that or..i felt his breathing or the dress suddenly. I struggled in it. "Bon-Bon! What are you doing?!"
"You'll see miko-chan! you'll love me for it!"
Could i trust him?
"But close your eyes! It's my surprise!"
"Bon-Bon!" I exclaimed fully clothed in my dress over my own clothes still squirming a bit as he covered my eyes. What was he doing to me? What was he doing to me?! "Bon-Bon!"
"It's a surprise! Remember that!!"
"Bon-BON!"
If i only knew his entire name like Maxime's..so i'd be saying it all over. Screaming it all over really! If he was to do this..I'd..i'd ...If he was to give me this surprise, i'd have to be patient as best as i could without throwing any hissy fit because i had some sort of an idea, an inkling...I couldn't express. "I'll remove my hand, you'll have to keep your eyes shut..."
"Bon-Bon-!"
"Miko-chan, s'il te plait? Pour moi? Pour moi!"
Begging. I couldn't resist any of his whines as i knew he always meant well by me but still.."Bon-Bon.." But still..
"Miko-chan, it must be in order to work!!"
I sighed. He worried that i'd ruin the surprise..but it was for him tha ti would endure for. For him! "Fine but be as quick as possible, okay?" He hugged me and i felt the warmness then he drea back, the hand was removed and i did as he argued for. my eyes air tight. "You won't regret it..and..take a seat too."
I sighed. It was going to be long too..i knew..i knew..i knew..
"You'll love it sis!!"
Then his silly english became french and he spoke seriously to people there and i decided to sit..for it was to be a long time..a long while till i got up...
"Now by gentle on her! She's my sister-in-law--"
"Bon-Bon, that's not true--!"
Then silence.
Silence and then hands and the end of my words. Hands that caressed my face, up and down. ..then softness like brushed paddled my face afterwards and i twitched my foot awaiting the final part of the surprise. After a bit i zoned, my mind floated away to earlier with maximilien...he was gone now with Charlotte somewhere..but earlier i had him all..all of him..so why not twist myself in his love? Why not?

"Tomiko Takahashi, look at yourself."
"Bon-Bon?"
"Open your eyes now. Open them and you'll love it all!!"
What was i to find? No longer did i realize i felt the hands but my face was heavier now..now..now.."Don't be shy.."
"Bon-Bon-"
"Okay. Okay. Okay."
And slowly my eyes opened and i held my breath to it. But to what i saw, to what the mirrors told me..i had a makeover. A queenly makeover! The colors of my eyeshadow matched my baby blue dress except at the top near, underneath my eyebrow..dark blue..rouge cheeks..face powdered slightly white but blended to my pale skin color and..and..my plump pink lips.
and even my hair was transformed!
a single strand hung but the rest was tightly pinned up and decorated with blue and white fake flowers in a line pattern starting from the center and going back..till they disappeared and a white ribbon tied in a bow covered my back side.
Who was i?
Who was i?
Who was i?
"Bon-Bon-" I could say his name and still be as speechless as before...and he took it as a good sign..a really good one..and clumped on my shoulders together with his hands making that be his gesture of his affection. I quickly rode up and was even more astounished by the dress too. Baby blue in color but the design amazed me with its white lacing on the sleeves, the comfort of wearing it and the lace belt with the design of flowers..beautiful glowing ones.

"You are marie antoinette now.." he whispered on the air, relying on its services. The white dress couldn't compare. It couldn't..i was a queen in my right and i'd be going down. Arras in this and all the stares too!
All of them too!
But how did he know to do this?
How did he?
How did he?
I tried turning myself and asking but he dismissed it probably happy that i loved it. I loved it. I then feared i would cry and ruin the hard work so i held it in and jumped ot his arms and embraced him.
A real surprise.
A real surprise
A real surprise
I couldn't even ask any questions to it, he kept it in total secrecy..total absolute..absolute..I only freaked more about it and what it could do to me.
Marie-Antoinette
Marie-Antoinette
No..No..not her..another Marie Antoinette..I stared ahead as the strangeness enveloped me. No maria..
Who?
Who?

Queen of France..
Maria Leszczynska

memories too. Memories not mine. Memories of everything else. Why did i keep relasping into myself as i did? I was..I was..voices and..sights clouded my eyes. Hallincutions. Imaginary. Imaginary..Who was I-i-i-?
Who? Who?
Who?

Your majesty..

Reine
Reine

"Tomiko? Are you alright?"
I..knew..who i was...Tomiko..Tomiko..Tomiko..and this was Augustin..Robespierre..."I'm fine but-"
"Hey you can't lie to me!"
I fell grave and somber and suddenly i realized this to be my mistake. It was nice but i couldn't accept it.

"Bon-Bon wipe it all off! Bon-Bon--"
He watched me scramble for a wash cloth and stopped me; and i was sort of discouraged it was all over, that he had stopped me..he stopped me as he did..."Tomiko?" I saw his eyes. Concern.
"Bon-Bon, this isn't right! I don't belong in this dress nor this makeup! It's not me!" I yelled to legalitmized my reasons without stomping on his heart..and his gift. But the longer i stayed, the longer the memories stemmed. Memories that weren't mine.memories from a different person..from Maria Leszczynska. Queen of France.
Oh god!
Oh god!
Oh buddha!
Did it mean that the buddhist crap was true?
Was i her?
Maria Leszczynska?
Was i reincarnated form her?
Damn! Who knew! I just had to run a way and take it all off but i was a on separate front which prevented me..i was going to hurt my companions's feelings but why couldn't i be selfish? SELFISH?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Why must i respect his or anyone's feelings?
Why?

"Miko-chan.."
All defalted..

I escaped then..running..out into Arras..running away..passed the markets, passing the staring. Passed my failing heart.
Knowing who i was inside...wondering if i'd been pretending to be someone else.So if i was her, then why was i here? Why?
And did i love Maxime?
Did i?
"Tomiko! Tomiko slow down! Slow down!!!!!!!!!!"

I was a queen. A queen. An enemy of the revolution. Now i couldn't be his wife. I couldn't be his bride. Just running away..running away..heading to the fountain, heading to drown myself. To drown..to float by..
Who cared if my foot pained? Who cared if it hurt and ached?
Who did?
I wasn't really who i claimed to be.l.and i couldn't stay in France any longer...or anymore..I was a fraud. A fake. A soul gone through, so who cared if i was Tomiko? I was-I am a empty shell..a body..to my soul..no..her soul

"MIKO-CHAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Tears blinded my face and i nearly crashed and fell before reaching the fountain ..before..
I had to distance myself now and go home..go home to a empty new life...
"TOMIKO, DON'T!!!!!!"

The fountain i saw.
The fountain i came to.
The fountain i fell into admist screaming of people. Of people. Water...If i stayed here long enough I'd drown and i wouldn't deal with it anymore.
Tomiko..

The water and i met face forward..then i took a breath cutting my air supply making my act seem suicidial..but that wasn't my intent..i just wanted to float away in the water..The water would lead me away..dangling...dangling.."Tomiko! I'll save you!!!"
Bon-Bon.
He'd save me. Save me here but not from myself..his hands..his arms pulled me out and he desired I had closed my eyes.
"Tomiko..Tomiko.."
I couldn't hear more of him nor the people around. They were my background noise..my background noise..then platters of tears. here now..his sobbing. His sobbing.
Then the feeling melted away and i realized perhaps i had been rash and been crazy with the fear of being not me that i did this stunt. maybe then..and all because i knew who i was by the sound of my name.

Sobbing fit

Sobbing and terrified gasps.

Breathless but in arms that could deliver me away..arms i knew..familiar arms..familiar everything in me. My name over again. My name repeated again. My name again by my dear companion.
I had given him quite the scare and i thought by doing or saying anything more would trigger too much emotion in him..in him..
Yet either away..he'd be taken too away from me. "D-Do I-I-Did i ruin my make up?" I whispered choking and coughing up bits of water in very small amounts as i'd been under a brief minute or two.
Was he upset at me?
At me?
"Don't cry-save your pure tears.."
I caught myself as it was coming back on me. Must i fight it so? must i? My head  was clearer now although it happened at a price i couldn't imagine paying for, though i paid it now..I paid now.."Tomiko.."
His eyes..his shock.
I just wanted to go home and out of this..home..back in Robespierre's bed..then a flash of his smile. "You worry about that but not about-"He paused thoughtfully then broke into weeping again..and the stroking of my ruined hair. The day was bad because of me..of me..of me..I did not deny the facts..and i had nearly hurt Bon-Bon because of my misguided selfishness. yet he still saved me .saved me from drowning and i couldn't save myself and come to a stronger realizations of who i was inside.
So if i was queen of France.
Then  my stint of such happened to be over and i was here in a different person.
How confusing but one thing came to me..i wasn't fake. I was me...for the time being.
and i did love Maxime..I was Tomiko Takahashi..despite the overwhelming memories coming back and hurting me. They were a part of me..though i couldn't figure why they had came out in France in this time period..in revolutionary France. But oh well...i was better now and not dead. Not dead.
"You look as beautiful miko-chan..a queen still."
"Nah..n-not a queen Bon-Bon..don't make that mistake anymore. Don't.."
I longed for home..home..and i tugged on him to signal this and despite my lack of fluency, he understood. Maybe he too wanted to bury himself at home. He picked me up and got a carriage to take us the rest of the way home on the modest Rue Des Rapporteurs where i could lie down at. I was stuffed in but i wasn't granted silence, he cried the way-the entirely way which i remained stotic.

but feeling for him underneath.
Underneath my heart for what i caused. I couldn't be more sorry and I expressed this as i was settled on the couch of the living room, finally stressed and crying. And that was what he observed from his now dried eyes..as i was clothed by sheets to warm up my already frozen heart. He hugged me and waited on protectively. All for me..


Pauvre Bon-Bon
Pauvre Bon-Bon.
He, in between his sudden fits sought to bring me clothes-dry..all from my bag; and he did so.
But i feared getting up and.but it was solved by his devotion.