[212] Two Sugars
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kh_drabbleChallenge: [212] Sweet things
Title: Two Sugars
Wordcount: 330
Notes: I wasn't sure I'd get this done on time! Set during KH 1 and written because I felt the need to explain Shera's absence in the KH universe. In case anyone's not familiar with Final Fantasy VII, you can find out a bit about who Shera is here. Enjoy, and feedback/concrit will make my day!
Cid was nothing if not a practical man, and that was why if anyone asked him about Shera, he would tell them three things: that she had been a genius with machinery, that she had known people like the back of her hand, and finally that she had made a damn good cup of tea.
Anything else was for him alone on nights such as this where he stood at the shop counter with only the silence and a mug of tea that never quite tasted right for company. He would stand there and remember how she used to bring him meals when he became too absorbed in his work to think to eat; remember how her hand had felt in his; remember how she'd smelt of flowers under the oil. Of course, he tried not to remember her screaming over the intercom to leave right now or you'll all die or the slow sinking realisation in the weeks to come that she was never going to be amongst the crowds of refugees at the gates of Traverse Town.
He still talked to her (when he was alone, of course- it wouldn’t do to have the others thinking he'd lost it), grumbled about this and that- Yuffie's latest antics, Squall's insistence that he wasn’t Squall any more, how the fate of the universe now rested on some cheeky brat with an oversized key. He imagined her gentle smile as she sat there- surely just behind him, just out of sight- listening to him and thinking up a considered suggestion or two before standing to go and fetch more tea.
Of course, she never was there, not really, no matter how much he tried to pretend and tried to pretend that he wasn't pretending.
He drained the last of the mug and grimaced at the bitter aftertaste that he never mentioned to anyone. It seemed that it was true: there were just some things that you couldn't get back after all.
Title: Two Sugars
Wordcount: 330
Notes: I wasn't sure I'd get this done on time! Set during KH 1 and written because I felt the need to explain Shera's absence in the KH universe. In case anyone's not familiar with Final Fantasy VII, you can find out a bit about who Shera is here. Enjoy, and feedback/concrit will make my day!
Cid was nothing if not a practical man, and that was why if anyone asked him about Shera, he would tell them three things: that she had been a genius with machinery, that she had known people like the back of her hand, and finally that she had made a damn good cup of tea.
Anything else was for him alone on nights such as this where he stood at the shop counter with only the silence and a mug of tea that never quite tasted right for company. He would stand there and remember how she used to bring him meals when he became too absorbed in his work to think to eat; remember how her hand had felt in his; remember how she'd smelt of flowers under the oil. Of course, he tried not to remember her screaming over the intercom to leave right now or you'll all die or the slow sinking realisation in the weeks to come that she was never going to be amongst the crowds of refugees at the gates of Traverse Town.
He still talked to her (when he was alone, of course- it wouldn’t do to have the others thinking he'd lost it), grumbled about this and that- Yuffie's latest antics, Squall's insistence that he wasn’t Squall any more, how the fate of the universe now rested on some cheeky brat with an oversized key. He imagined her gentle smile as she sat there- surely just behind him, just out of sight- listening to him and thinking up a considered suggestion or two before standing to go and fetch more tea.
Of course, she never was there, not really, no matter how much he tried to pretend and tried to pretend that he wasn't pretending.
He drained the last of the mug and grimaced at the bitter aftertaste that he never mentioned to anyone. It seemed that it was true: there were just some things that you couldn't get back after all.
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Date: 2010-01-04 06:27 am (UTC)SOMEONE REMEMBERED SHERA. <3
This is seriously one of my favorite pairings and just, Oh Cid. D:
Just, gorgeous and heartbreakingly saaaad.
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