Authoress' Notes: My first ever fic in Fatal Frame! I was nearly asleep when the idea came to me. So here I am! I'm sorry if it'll be bad, but it's my first ever ficlet for this section. It's about Fatal Frame 2. An Itsuki and Mio ficlet! More of a Mio ficlet, actually; but er, I had to put even just a little of Itsuki. Because don't you just love Itsuki?

DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything.

SPOILER ALERT! This is based on the normal ending… so, if you haven't finished the game yet and do not wish to be spoiled about the normal ending, please back out. This is a public announcement, thankyouverymuch.

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It Isn't Enough
by psychedelic aya

"Thank you."

Her twin had said that. Mayu had said that even though she had killed her!

(And what of her hands upon her neck—squeezing the life out, out, out and away—

like the fluttering wings of that crimson shine—yes, Mio, I'll be free as a butterfly—

Mio could not—would not—accept it. No, no, no—to hell with that!)

Still, the words echoed in her mind, her soul, her whole being.

Mio Amakura ran blindly through the forest, sprinting away to anywhere, no determined path in mind. She could feel the tears sting her eyes, blurring her vision. Maybe, just maybe, she would wake up soon and find everything to be a dream. Maybe the feel of her sister's pulsating life fade away against her grip would go away if she could just open her eyes from this nightmare.

"Mayu!" She screamed into the emptiness, desperately, hoping for an answer. She tripped and fell to her knees abruptly, feeling the tattered roots and soil dig against her flesh, causing her slight pain. "I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" Over and over she called, apologized, and wailed.

There was no answer.

But still, "I'm so sorry!"

She stood up again, as if only by the instincts of survival; her footsteps were staggering. She repeated the words over and over as her face was buried in her hands. The tears didn't stop no matter how hard she tried. Her chest ached with pain and her throat hurt as she tried to stop weeping. She had to be strong. That's what her sister wanted.

(Kill me. I want you to kill me.)

"…But I never wanted to kill her…" Mio murmured in a breath of a whisper, still walking to nowhere. The greenery of the forest called out to her; the sun's light was shining through the trees, and the leaves were fresh with dew. There was no more darkness in this area—forever there would be light. Her sister's death had not been without meaning, since it saved this place.

…But it didn't save her. No no no no no—not her. Not her conscience. Not her heart.

Not at all.

"Mayu…" She wept without stopping her pace. She wanted to find a place of solace. "I'm so sorry… I caused you so much pain…!" She remembered the time when they were children, how Mayu had fallen off that steep cliff. It was partly her fault, since she hadn't waited for her. Because of that incident, her twin was forever limp.

And now, also because of her, her twin was forever dead.

"…I want to be one with you…" Mio repeated Sae's words, those words that the ghost had spoken over and over when she saw her in those many flashbacks. "…Crimson Ritual… our fate, our destiny… one sister kills the other…"

She came upon a clearing, on an edge of a cliff. The trees slowly decreased, the forest stayed behind, leaving a brown sandy land upon its wake.

"…I am… a Remaining…" And she stumbled forward, until she reached the edge of the cliff. She stood there, merely inches from taking a great drop. One more step and she would not only fall to be injured, but fall to be dead. This was much higher than what Mayu fell off from, the first time around. "…I am one with my sister…" She took a deep sigh, taking in the surroundings before her. She was high above the forest below now, and from her position she could see the lush trees that sparkled with sun, and along with that, the waters that travelled along inside the greenery.

But oddly, she couldn't see the All God's Village.

She closed her eyes and tried to feel the mark upon her neck. Twins shared pain, as folklore so said. So now, the mark that Mayu's dead body supposedly had was also instilled in her. The butterfly mark.

The mark of a Remaining.

A wind blew. Her hair scattered with the breeze. "Mayu… I am one with you…" A pause. Then afterwards, "Sae, I have done what you wanted…"

Finally, a satisfied smile crept on her lips.

"But…" The smile suddenly faded. Her eyes tore open. "It isn't enough!"

And in a swift motion, with her eyes closed again, she stepped over the edge. Her weight and gravity brought her plunging down the cliff almost immediately, her speed causing the wind to whip fiercely at her hair and her clothes.

"Wait for me… Mayu!"

(Wait for me wait for me wait for me—can I become a butterfly too?)

The words vanished with the wind.

She wouldn't have regretted anything if she didn't hear a familiar voice call out to her.

"Mio! Don't!"

Mio's eyes widened.

"Itsuki?"

And for the first time, he had called her by her own name.

She smiled at his image in her memory, a smile full of irony, regret, pain… (we could've been something, Itsuki) His amethyst eyes pierced into hers, all dread and panic shown. He didn't want her to die.

We could've been friends.

She then smiled a gentle smile, reaching out to touch his face.

But it was too late.

We could've been complete.

Her world faded color, then black.

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Authoress' Notes: Yeah, it sucked. But Itsuki is in it, and that makes up for it, maybe, yes? ;)

I suppose this was a little something I thought up to think of what Mio would've done due to the emotional stress, and all. Killing someone, forcibly or not, has a great effect on you, I heard. Ho-hum. Especially if you love the one you killed so much. Plus all the ghosts. I mean, c'mon. Mio has every right to go psycho if she wants.

Though, I am not promoting suicide. Fics like this are done for angst-yummeh-plotwise purposes only.

Smile and don't kill yourself. Someone up there loves you.