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Challenge: [207] Here Comes Trouble
Title: Open Your Eyes—Trouble will Find You
Wordcount: 599 exactly.
Notes: Focuses on Naminé. Also mentions Marluxia, Axel, Larxene, Riku-Replica, Sora, and Riku. Roxas is sort-of-kind-of mentioned, though you have to tilt your head and squint to realize that. Takes place during CoM. Rated PG-13 for content. I rewrote this thing three times before I was satisfied with it. x.x


I.

He finds her, and he’s all effortless grace and fluid motion, roses and twilight, soft smiles and gentle touches wrapped in black; she knows from the first moment she sees him that he is trouble: knows that there is something sinister lurking underneath all of that beauty. He’s a predator stalking his prey, and he could break her (tear her in two) if he wished to do so.

He kneels before her and she can’t look away from his eyes: they look like the ocean during a storm, and she doesn’t know how she can think of such a comparison, for she’s never seen the ocean during a storm. She’s never seen the ocean at all.

“Come with me,” he whispers, close to her ear, and it makes her shiver. “I need you.”

She should be afraid, she thinks, but she isn’t (can’t be).

In any case, when he reaches for her hand, she takes it, because nobody has ever needed her before.

II.

He finds her (right where she’s supposed to be), and he’s all sarcasm and riddles and questions, fire melting ice and eyes asking why.

But he’s burdened, too. She can sense it somehow.

“What’s troubling you?” she asks him, and his eyes widen before softening just slightly.

“Kinda missing out on a tradition back at home,” he tells her, and it makes no sense at all, but she doesn’t expect it to. He never gives straight answers, anyway.

III.

She finds her (where she isn’t supposed to be), and she smiles deadly and quick and heartlessly (how appropriate) before brandishing her knives. The air crackles with her energy.

“You’re not supposed to be in here, you know,” she says, fake sweetness. “I’ll make you remember the rules, so you won’t forget them again.”

She never forgot, but she knows Larxene has never been one for technicalities.

IV.

He finds her (again—in the garden this time, and he’s given her permission), and he’s still as graceful as ever, though something is different: he touches the bruises and scratches, presses his lips to them as gloveless fingers dance along her thighs, creeping higher.

“You won’t forget, will you, precious?” he asks her, and she closes her eyes and shakes her head, swallowing as his lips travel along her neck.

She thinks she prefers Larxene’s form of punishment over Marluxia’s form of faux-redemption.

V.

He finds her but she can’t fix him – this broken doll that Vexen created, imbued with false memories – and she wonders why her ‘gift’ that Marluxia always goes on about only seems to cause trouble for everyone else.

VI.

He finds her (this boy Marluxia told her about) and his eyes light up, and she doesn’t deserve it, because all she’s done is torn his memories apart and scattered them asunder—he just doesn’t know it yet.

She doesn’t know what she’ll do when he finds out.

VII.

He finds her again at the end (and the beginning) of it all, and he knows now, but he (with all his bravery and kindness) is not angry with her, and she doesn’t understand why.

He tells her that he made a promise and he means to keep it, real or not.

She vows to set things right, and she means to keep her promise, too.

VIII.

He finds her while she is fixing Sora’s memory—she tells him that Sora was looking for him. Apologizes for the trouble she’s caused.

He smiles and it seems wistful, longing. “I need you to take care of him for me for a little while.”

And she agrees, because somebody has never needed her before.

Date: 2009-11-13 07:55 pm (UTC)
ext_218012: (Namine// Imagine my life)
From: [identity profile] iki-teru.livejournal.com
sldfkjsdflkdjfoiju this killed me with it's beauty. Oh you captured them so effortlessly and I can't pick out a favorite line or anything because all of it had me squeeing like the fangirl I am <3 thank you for sharing!

Date: 2009-11-14 12:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] greedchan.livejournal.com
.......
;_;
*cling*
This is beautiful.
I think that's all I need to say.

Date: 2009-11-14 01:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] crimsoncookie.livejournal.com
...oh, my. ♥ i love pieces like this - repetition and imagery and everything fitting together perfectly into a conclusion. i can't even list my favorite bits, because if i did i'd just be repeating your drabble inside of the commentbox.

(kinda missing out on a tradition back at home" caused an extra-special bit of squee, however, and oh, the marluxia/naminé hints. ♥)

it's lovely. ♥

Date: 2009-11-14 06:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bubblegumtotchi.livejournal.com
Poignant... that's the word I'm looking for! XD; This/these are lovely, darling. I think it's the last line that gets me the most, though. I think whether we realize it or not, we all need to feel needed. (Probably way off, but just out of curiosity, is that one Riku?)

Date: 2009-11-14 10:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bubblegumtotchi.livejournal.com
Actually, I kinda guessed the second one was Axel. Not from that part though. From the sarcasm part. :P And yeah, the third and fourth, I didn't even both, cuz they're kinda like.... in there. :P I thought VI might be Sora, but I was half asleep when I replied, so.... XD

Date: 2009-11-17 12:11 pm (UTC)
ext_114030: i'll chase you. to the sun and the moon and back again. i won't stop. (Default)
From: [identity profile] roterhimmel.livejournal.com
I so love the comparison of 'because nobody has ever needed her before' and then 'because somebody has never...'

This is so lovely.

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