Apparently, the Farce is with me today...
Mar. 28th, 2004 09:53 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lavandarlizard2So, let me just toss this out also.
Part 074a – Oops!
It was my own damn fault, of course, and in that instant I knew, I had no one to blame but myself. I should have recognized that Duo would be sensitive to something like that. That he wasn't like me, that his culture had been radically different from mine. That he would see things in a totally different light. That evasions and omissions would not be acceptable, and that "I forgot" would not be a valid excuse.
But I didn't. I was too wrapped in the glow of romance, too besotted by the exotic, erotic and utterly bewitching creature that now shared my bed to acknowledge such mundane cares.
So, I forgot.
Conveniently.
I never dreamed… Never even entertained the idea…
Why would I?
It was perfectly normal. For me. For my Clan. Expected, approved, done every day. A normal part of who we are…
What the *fuck* was Zephyrus doing in Shinuryushi anyway?
Bloody damned demon…
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"Oi, Heero!" called the demon over Duo's shoulder, waving to me. "Kohaku sends her love and greetings and wants you to call her about Komori's birthday.” He gave an obvious smirk. “I was rather amazed; he's getting to be quite a handsome boy, Heero, and he looks just like you."
My heart stopped.
Absolutely stopped beating.
Duo, standing only a few feet from the damned demon, went instantly still, still as death.
I think I stopped breathing, as well.
Slowly, Duo turned and looked at me.
Shit. I hadn't even thought… Never occurred to me… They didn't even live with my Clan…
I tried to form an explanation. I tried to form simple words.
Apparently, my brain had also ceased to function.
From somewhere, I heard voices, but they were muffled and distorted.
Duo stared at me, purple eyes wide. He blinked once.
"You have a child?" he whispered.
I nodded slowly, holding my breath.
"But… you told me… you promised me…"
Devastation.
A ruined bloody battlefield of pain, loss and… and heartbreak… in his eyes.
Wide purple eyes…
Betrayal.
"I thought… you said…"
"Duo… my darling…" I reached for him. I tried to make words come, to explain that it wasn't what he thought, but…
"*Liar!*" he shrieked, jerking away.
And he vanished.
More of a teaser than anything else; notice the little 'a' in the number.
Now, will *someone* please take a plot bunny or an idea hamster?! I'll even give you a years' supply of food.
Part 074a – Oops!
It was my own damn fault, of course, and in that instant I knew, I had no one to blame but myself. I should have recognized that Duo would be sensitive to something like that. That he wasn't like me, that his culture had been radically different from mine. That he would see things in a totally different light. That evasions and omissions would not be acceptable, and that "I forgot" would not be a valid excuse.
But I didn't. I was too wrapped in the glow of romance, too besotted by the exotic, erotic and utterly bewitching creature that now shared my bed to acknowledge such mundane cares.
So, I forgot.
Conveniently.
I never dreamed… Never even entertained the idea…
Why would I?
It was perfectly normal. For me. For my Clan. Expected, approved, done every day. A normal part of who we are…
What the *fuck* was Zephyrus doing in Shinuryushi anyway?
Bloody damned demon…
><><><><><
"Oi, Heero!" called the demon over Duo's shoulder, waving to me. "Kohaku sends her love and greetings and wants you to call her about Komori's birthday.” He gave an obvious smirk. “I was rather amazed; he's getting to be quite a handsome boy, Heero, and he looks just like you."
My heart stopped.
Absolutely stopped beating.
Duo, standing only a few feet from the damned demon, went instantly still, still as death.
I think I stopped breathing, as well.
Slowly, Duo turned and looked at me.
Shit. I hadn't even thought… Never occurred to me… They didn't even live with my Clan…
I tried to form an explanation. I tried to form simple words.
Apparently, my brain had also ceased to function.
From somewhere, I heard voices, but they were muffled and distorted.
Duo stared at me, purple eyes wide. He blinked once.
"You have a child?" he whispered.
I nodded slowly, holding my breath.
"But… you told me… you promised me…"
Devastation.
A ruined bloody battlefield of pain, loss and… and heartbreak… in his eyes.
Wide purple eyes…
Betrayal.
"I thought… you said…"
"Duo… my darling…" I reached for him. I tried to make words come, to explain that it wasn't what he thought, but…
"*Liar!*" he shrieked, jerking away.
And he vanished.
More of a teaser than anything else; notice the little 'a' in the number.
Now, will *someone* please take a plot bunny or an idea hamster?! I'll even give you a years' supply of food.
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Date: 2004-03-28 03:15 pm (UTC)As for the hamsters...
A year's supply of food? Ain't worth it! They just keep multiplying! Now, you have some of the little buggers 'fixed' and maybe we'll talk... ^^;
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Date: 2004-03-28 04:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-28 04:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-28 06:17 pm (UTC)The poor gargoyles are going to get fat, trying to keep up with the hamsters. I told them to think about replicating again.
My monitor now sports a purple plush plot bunny. (damn... say that three times fast...)
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Date: 2004-03-29 02:36 pm (UTC)One purple plush plot bunny...
Two overfed gargoyles...
Three horny Weres...
Four traumatized cats...
Three thousand forty seven unwanted idea hamsters!
*cough*
Sorry 'bout that. ^^;
So is this bunny of the material kind... or another figment of our overworked imaginations?
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Date: 2004-03-29 06:58 pm (UTC)This particular purple plush plot bunny is an Easter special at the Big Red Bullshit-um, *eye*; Bullseye! He has a cute little face and fuzzy ears and polkadots. The hamsters are regarding him rather suspiciously... I've already warned them that if anything happens to him, I'll hang out the free lunch sign for the coyote who lives at the golf course next door.
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Date: 2004-03-30 03:56 am (UTC)Careful there... those bunnies aren't always as sweet and innocent as they look. Remember Monty Python and the Holy Grail? *snicker* This one just might give those hamsters a run for their money!