Challenge [261]: Defiance
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kh_drabbleTitle: Defiance
Challenge: [261] Disobey
Word Count: 240
Notes: So there I was, wondering what to write about this week, when DiZ wandered in and was all like "ME!". In capitals. Because he's demanding like that.
He hadn’t really believed she’d gone until he went into her room in the mansion one afternoon perhaps two or three weeks after the fact. Part of him expected to find her back there already, as quiet and unassuming as ever, bleeding into the background.
What greeted him instead was nothing: bare walls, organised furniture, neatly made bed. The window had been left open slightly, the curtains fluttering slightly in the breeze and only making the stillness filling the rest of the room more absolute. It was almost as if she’d never been there at all- fitting, really.
Except for one thing.
The angle of the chair at the table concealed it from him at first, but as he stepped further into the room he caught sight of the pencils- her pencils, each and every shade and hue imaginable, snapped in half and piled high where she used to sit. He knew perfectly well what it was meant to say: Sora’s restored. No more.
He laughed then. Laughed at how little he’d understood of her, really, and maybe of Roxas too; laughed because he hadn’t seen this coming, no matter how blindingly obvious it seemed now. He laughed until his throat hurt and his eyes stung, and when his eyes closed, he tried not to see another room in a far off castle, with only a little slate-haired boy in the middle of all that order, bleeding into the background.
Challenge: [261] Disobey
Word Count: 240
Notes: So there I was, wondering what to write about this week, when DiZ wandered in and was all like "ME!". In capitals. Because he's demanding like that.
He hadn’t really believed she’d gone until he went into her room in the mansion one afternoon perhaps two or three weeks after the fact. Part of him expected to find her back there already, as quiet and unassuming as ever, bleeding into the background.
What greeted him instead was nothing: bare walls, organised furniture, neatly made bed. The window had been left open slightly, the curtains fluttering slightly in the breeze and only making the stillness filling the rest of the room more absolute. It was almost as if she’d never been there at all- fitting, really.
Except for one thing.
The angle of the chair at the table concealed it from him at first, but as he stepped further into the room he caught sight of the pencils- her pencils, each and every shade and hue imaginable, snapped in half and piled high where she used to sit. He knew perfectly well what it was meant to say: Sora’s restored. No more.
He laughed then. Laughed at how little he’d understood of her, really, and maybe of Roxas too; laughed because he hadn’t seen this coming, no matter how blindingly obvious it seemed now. He laughed until his throat hurt and his eyes stung, and when his eyes closed, he tried not to see another room in a far off castle, with only a little slate-haired boy in the middle of all that order, bleeding into the background.
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Date: 2011-05-11 07:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-11 08:58 pm (UTC)(Also, reading your notes gave me a mental image of DiZ just strolling into your living room. Just saying.)
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Date: 2011-05-12 08:33 am (UTC)I love this drabble - it was a very clever twist at the end and I totally wasn't expecting it. Great job! ♥
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Date: 2011-05-12 08:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-12 08:14 pm (UTC)(This is in fact exactly what happened, except it was a living room in my head and for some reason he sounded a bit like the giant brain in that episode of Futurama... XD)
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Date: 2011-05-12 08:17 pm (UTC)And thanks! Once it occurred to me that maybe Ienzo has a few things in common with the younger Nobodies, I had to write it. Mostly because if I hadn't agreed with Diz, he might have sent creepy child!Ienzo after me.
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Date: 2011-05-12 09:18 pm (UTC)(I just keep thinking Hide yo' Heartless, hide yo' Nobodies for some reason. \O_o/)