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 Posted: Mon Jul 26, 2010 8:58 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 26, 2010 9:00 pm
The pink and yellow male groggily pulled himself out of the shallow water of the ocean just away from the semi-rocky cliffs that hurt his head every time he looked at them. His head was pounding and he felt like he had just rammed headfirst into the side of a wall. Which might have been exactly what had happened. Or something akin to that. All he knew was that he had been swimming trying to catch something and then the current...over took him.
Next thing he knew he was washing up on shore and was barely able to pull himself away from the water. His body hurt and he couldn't support himself any longer. He crashed to the ground with a groan.
“MIMI!” Lamya gasped at the sight of her fully grown imaginary friend as he dragged himself onto the beach. He was soaking wait, and his brilliantly coloured fur clung to him in ways that made him look helpless. With her heart beating frantically in her chest, she flew to him on paws of panicked concern.
“Mimi!” She cried as she came up beside him, and tested his shoulder gingerly with a paw. “Mimi! Are you alright? Can you hear me? What were you doing in the water?”
For the first time in her short life, the black lioness knew fear.
The female's voice hurt his ears and he curled in tightly into himself and placed his paws over his ears. "You're tooo louuuuuud," he groaned eyes shut tightly as he tried to stop his head from pounding and to block out her voice for a bit. It wasn't that his voice annoyed her but it was hard for him to filter anything out right now.
Jua'buyuka, a voice whispered to him quietly, soothingly. It's alright, open your eyes, this girl is your friend, the voice told him warmly.
So he did just that and slowly opened his eyes as his headache started to fade. "Mimi? Who is Mimi? My name is Jua'buyuka."
“I’m sorry,” Lamya squeaked and she looked very frightened, because she didn’t know what to do. This sort of thing had not happened to her before, or to Mimi. She lowered her voice to a whisper, murmured in his ear; “I’m so sorry.”
When he opened his eyes, she was right there; peering into them with her own, and unconsciously willing him to look into her soul.
“You are Mimi, Mimi,” she murmured softly, and was feeling confused, “Unless you are Jua’buyuka. Because then I don’t know you- Mimi is my imaginary friend.”
He shook his head, slowly, to tell her it was fine. "It's fine, I'm fine. My head hurts," he tells her pressing his paw to his forehead and grinning sheepishly at her. "Don't know what happened, but my head hurts," he told her laughing softly. If the voice he heard in his head was telling the truth, then this dark colored female was his friend.
Your name is Jua but your cubhood name was Miminiwa, she knows that and therefore is your friend, the voice told him confidently. It sounded truthful so he went with it.
"This voice says Mimi used to be my name, I dunno though," he shrugged.
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Posted: Tue Aug 03, 2010 9:03 pm
A wave of relief, cool and refreshing like the tide that caressed the sandy beach, washed over Lamya at his words. She returned his sheepish grin with a warm smile of her own, and let out a breath that she hadn’t known she’d been holding in.
“Oh, thank the gods!” she declared enthusiastically, and nuzzled the side of his face gently with her nose. “I’m so glad you’re okay. I was frightened, you know!”
He had promised her, once, that he would discover the thing that she was afraid of. It looked like he finally had.
“Mimi was your name,” she confirmed with a nod, and sat back a little, “What is wrong with you?”
Lamya was not intelligent enough to guess that, somehow, her best friend had lost his memory.
Jua cocked his head at her when she expressed her enthusiasm at his statement. He didn't quite understand why he was so important to the dark pelted female. His head hurt and he wondered if he would understand why whenever it really stopped. "I'm fine. I think, my head still hurts," he whined rubbing the top of it lightly. "I feel like I was slammed into a wall several times over," he sighed shaking his head.
"Was it? Hm, well my name is Jua'buyuka now," he nodded a bit too enthusiastically and immediately regretted the decision. He groaned and sunk down to his belly to allow himself to place his paws over his ears. "Make it stop hurting," he whined. He looked up at her with a frown on his face. "I dunno. But who are you? If I was your imaginary friend does that mean I'm not real?"
If she’d known that he didn’t understand, Lamya would not have been able to explain it to him. Mimi was her imaginary friend, as well as her best friend. He existed in her head, and also in the physical world. This was possible because she was rather insane, but sweet and fond of him.
“I’m glad you’re alright,” she told him softly, too concerned to be coy, and then said; “It is nice to meet you, Jua’buyuka.”
Lions in the Kizingo’zaa changed their names once they’d recognized their muses. Lamya knew this. But she knew, also, that her Mimi was not the same thing as Jua. Mimi knew how to swim.
“I am Lamya,” said Lamya, “You know that!”
He was upsetting her. She frowned. “Yes, you are real.”
This was the truth. He existed, very tangibly, in both her mind and the material world.
"Nice to...meet you too?" he said tilting his head as he stared up at her. "No, no. Not who are you, but who are you to me," he explained to her scooting forward in the sand and closer to her. "You've told me your name but you haven't really told me who you are," he stated with a single nod. "Like, how do I know you?" he asked pushing himself up.
"When did we meet, how did I become your imaginary friend?" He continued with the questions as his mind tried to figure things out. It was struggling to piece his memories together. Trying to recreated everything, trying to fill in the empty holes the accident had created. "And if I'm real, are you real? Or are you a figment of my imagination created so that I would never be alone," he paused tapping his chin with his paw. "But if that's so, you seem very very really so who is to say that we aren't all figments of someone else's imagination?"
“I am your best friend,” Lamya informed him loudly, frightened of the way that he could not remember her, and wondered if this was some sort of new game that Mimi had devised. She didn’t like it.
“We have known each other since we were both very small,” she said, and her voice grew steadily softer as he scooted closer to her. A tentative smile played across her face. While he did not seem to know her, exactly, he was also not leaving. This was a good thing. She calmed a little.
“I am pretty sure that I am real,” she murmured, and tried to wrap her mind around the questions that he posed. “But we are never alone, because we have each other. We love each other, you know.”
This was the truth, as far as she knew it. Lamya had been in love with Mimi for a very long time.
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Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2010 9:24 pm
Jua listened carefully as the dark female spoke. Occasionally he would nod or 'hmmm' before moving his head side to side as if he was trying to figure something out. It seemed odd that the female was so certain that they were best friends. That they were really, really good friends.
It wasn't that he didn't believe her, he just didn't know what was true and what was false. Not being able to remember things for himself made things quite difficult in this situation.
What on earth had happened? "Wait what? Love? I dunno..." he frowned unsure of what else to say. If that were true wouldn't he remember it?
As far as Lamya was concerned, nothing was false. Everything was the truth. Lamya was her best friend. Her best imaginary friend. They had known each other for a very long time and they had spent a great deal of time together. She had loved him as a girl, and she loved him now as a woman.
She didn’t understand that he didn’t understand, and his uncertainty broke her heart. Lamya stared into Jua’s eyes, utterly crestfallen, and wondered aloud;
“Do you love me, Mimi?”
He had to. He just had to. This was what she had counted on.
He winced, he shouldn't have said that. He could tell that his words hurt her by her expression, the way she held her body. He sighed, this whole not remember anything was proving to be quite the pain in the a**. For all he knew they were a couple before everything happened but his voice in his head didn't confirm or turn anything down.
"I'm sorry miss but I don't know," he told her with a sigh. "I don't know much of anything right now and frankly my head still hurts from whatever happened," he shrugged. "I wish I could tell you yes but I can't."
Lamya was a passionate and an expressive girl. She had never learned to hide her heart, and so she wore it on her sleeve; proud as a peacock about her feelings. Until moments ago, the young lioness was certain that Mimi would return her love. In her imagination and, consequently, in the world that she believed to be reality, Lamya had always believed she and Mimi (Jua?) would settle down and raise a family.
"I am sorry you don't know," she blubbered at him, eyes full of tears inspired by his rejection. Her lip quivered, and her heart felt like it was being squeezed by her chest. With a sad shake of her head, bangs falling into her eyes, Lamya turned sharply.
She raced across the beach, kicking up sand behind her as she went, and disappeared into the trees with a quick flick of a tail.
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