"Sweet Surrender" (AyakaxMaiko)
Title: Sweet Surrender
Author: Silvermagess/Silverone
Theme: 19. chante a moi; sing to me
Rating: T
Warnings: Songfic, some angst
Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation or the characters in the fic. I also do not own "Sweet Surrender" by Sarah McLachlan.
Summary: A group of nine drabbles using lyrics from the title song as prompts.
Notes: It's supposed to be a songfic, but since I was lost on how to go about writing one and making it work, I used this format instead.
It doesn't mean much, it doesn't mean anything at all, the life I've left behind me is a cold room
Leaving home hadn't been as scary as she thought. Even the way her parents had raged at her, something she had dreaded in the past hadn't deterred Ayaka. Even when Maiko had tentatively told her that it was okay if she didn't move to Tokyo, Ayaka hadn't budged from her position. Maybe she should have cried, but she couldn't feel anything for these people right now, regardless of how scared she'd been before. All her childhood home had ever been was cold place and she was looking forward to the heat of a small, cramped apartment.
I've crossed the last line, from where I can't return
One of the worst things was that Hiro wasn't speaking to her anymore. Maiko didn't know if she wanted him to. She'd gone too far over the line, the point of no return. Now she had a girl whom she didn't have a place for and who if she wised up, would realize that Maiko had no place with her either. Of course, Shuichi was there to encourage her, while his boyfriend would give her a knowing gaze. Over all, she didn't know what she disliked more, Hiro's silence or the loudness of her supporters.
Betrayed me and led me from my home
Sometimes, Ayaka thought she was going to scream at Maiko until her lungs burst. This urge was at its greatest when she'd come home from work just to find the girl lounging around on the couch, ready to whip a million different excuses as to why she hadn't tried to find a job. The gap between who they'd been and who they'd become was staggering. The one who had been a coward had switched positions with the warrior and there were moments where Ayaka wanted to undo that. Maybe if she just yelled, it would happen.
And sweet, sweet surrender is all that I have to give
Sometimes, despite herself, Maiko would give up and give in. A peck on the cheek, a hand on her back, fingers twisting in her hair and soon Maiko would be gone from the world. She'd still be gone when it was all over to and she couldn't' understand why Ayaka complained afterwards. It was so sweet when Ayaka made her surrender like that, yet there were consequences and the girl had to be made to see that. If Ayaka would just let her take charge for once, maybe she'd actually have the will to do something.
You take me in no questions asked, you strip away the ugliness that surrounds me
When she was with Maiko, there were moments when Ayaka felt like she wasn't the person who had been born a Usami: a small minded girl who always did what others told her and had better hope her husband didn't mind how plain she was. Those moments were at night when they lay in bed, legs twined together. It was okay that she'd been born a woman instead of a boy, that she wasn't as pretty as her mother had been or as intelligent as her grandmother. She was just Ayaka and not a Usami.
Are you an angel, am I already that gone?
Regardless of how much Ayaka complained, Maiko refused to stop drinking. She liked the aura of light that would surround her girlfriend's head way too much. Ayaka would have made a great angel she thought, even as the other girl drags her out of the bar. Really, Ayaka was frail but strong and her nails were always perfect. If that wasn't angel, then Maiko didn't know what was and would have to demand that someone fix the definition in the dictionary. Because if her angel wasn't mentioned, someone must have made a mistake.
I only hope that I won't disappoint you when I'm down here
on my knees
There was a weakness within her that she'd never shown in front of her parents. It had been humiliating letting Eiri see her like that and she'd been terrified of letting Shuichi know it existed. It wasn't any easier with Hiro either. With Maiko though, it was all Ayaka could do to keep from falling to her knees. She didn't mind looking like a silly ditz. Even being considered an airhead would have been better than being weak. Yet, with Maiko, there were moments when being weak didn't look like a bad thing.
And I don't understand by the touch of your hand I would be the one to fall
It was hard to understand how one touch could still make her stomach twist in knots. Maiko considered herself a realist when it came right down to it. Love was nice and wonderful, but in the end, butterflies and palpitating hearts were simply ridiculous. It was hard to those cherished beliefs thrown to the wind by a simple hand interlocking with hers, not matter how nice it may have felt. She didn't understand it and wished that there was someway she could logically explain it away. She wasn't going to be a sap like Shuichi.
I miss the little things, oh I miss everything
Sometimes, they wished they hadn't moved in together. It was the little things they missed, like the complication of arranging a date when Ayaka only had half a day to be in Tokyo. Or when they had to make sure that no one realized that Maiko was Shuichi Shindou's sister or that Ayaka was Hiroshi Nakano's girlfriend. It as if the thrill was gone and the new thrills didn't make up for it. These thoughts were kept quiet and hidden from their friends and most importantly each other, least they decide to make their wish reality.
Author: Silvermagess/Silverone
Theme: 19. chante a moi; sing to me
Rating: T
Warnings: Songfic, some angst
Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation or the characters in the fic. I also do not own "Sweet Surrender" by Sarah McLachlan.
Summary: A group of nine drabbles using lyrics from the title song as prompts.
Notes: It's supposed to be a songfic, but since I was lost on how to go about writing one and making it work, I used this format instead.
It doesn't mean much, it doesn't mean anything at all, the life I've left behind me is a cold room
Leaving home hadn't been as scary as she thought. Even the way her parents had raged at her, something she had dreaded in the past hadn't deterred Ayaka. Even when Maiko had tentatively told her that it was okay if she didn't move to Tokyo, Ayaka hadn't budged from her position. Maybe she should have cried, but she couldn't feel anything for these people right now, regardless of how scared she'd been before. All her childhood home had ever been was cold place and she was looking forward to the heat of a small, cramped apartment.
I've crossed the last line, from where I can't return
One of the worst things was that Hiro wasn't speaking to her anymore. Maiko didn't know if she wanted him to. She'd gone too far over the line, the point of no return. Now she had a girl whom she didn't have a place for and who if she wised up, would realize that Maiko had no place with her either. Of course, Shuichi was there to encourage her, while his boyfriend would give her a knowing gaze. Over all, she didn't know what she disliked more, Hiro's silence or the loudness of her supporters.
Betrayed me and led me from my home
Sometimes, Ayaka thought she was going to scream at Maiko until her lungs burst. This urge was at its greatest when she'd come home from work just to find the girl lounging around on the couch, ready to whip a million different excuses as to why she hadn't tried to find a job. The gap between who they'd been and who they'd become was staggering. The one who had been a coward had switched positions with the warrior and there were moments where Ayaka wanted to undo that. Maybe if she just yelled, it would happen.
And sweet, sweet surrender is all that I have to give
Sometimes, despite herself, Maiko would give up and give in. A peck on the cheek, a hand on her back, fingers twisting in her hair and soon Maiko would be gone from the world. She'd still be gone when it was all over to and she couldn't' understand why Ayaka complained afterwards. It was so sweet when Ayaka made her surrender like that, yet there were consequences and the girl had to be made to see that. If Ayaka would just let her take charge for once, maybe she'd actually have the will to do something.
You take me in no questions asked, you strip away the ugliness that surrounds me
When she was with Maiko, there were moments when Ayaka felt like she wasn't the person who had been born a Usami: a small minded girl who always did what others told her and had better hope her husband didn't mind how plain she was. Those moments were at night when they lay in bed, legs twined together. It was okay that she'd been born a woman instead of a boy, that she wasn't as pretty as her mother had been or as intelligent as her grandmother. She was just Ayaka and not a Usami.
Are you an angel, am I already that gone?
Regardless of how much Ayaka complained, Maiko refused to stop drinking. She liked the aura of light that would surround her girlfriend's head way too much. Ayaka would have made a great angel she thought, even as the other girl drags her out of the bar. Really, Ayaka was frail but strong and her nails were always perfect. If that wasn't angel, then Maiko didn't know what was and would have to demand that someone fix the definition in the dictionary. Because if her angel wasn't mentioned, someone must have made a mistake.
I only hope that I won't disappoint you when I'm down here
on my knees
There was a weakness within her that she'd never shown in front of her parents. It had been humiliating letting Eiri see her like that and she'd been terrified of letting Shuichi know it existed. It wasn't any easier with Hiro either. With Maiko though, it was all Ayaka could do to keep from falling to her knees. She didn't mind looking like a silly ditz. Even being considered an airhead would have been better than being weak. Yet, with Maiko, there were moments when being weak didn't look like a bad thing.
And I don't understand by the touch of your hand I would be the one to fall
It was hard to understand how one touch could still make her stomach twist in knots. Maiko considered herself a realist when it came right down to it. Love was nice and wonderful, but in the end, butterflies and palpitating hearts were simply ridiculous. It was hard to those cherished beliefs thrown to the wind by a simple hand interlocking with hers, not matter how nice it may have felt. She didn't understand it and wished that there was someway she could logically explain it away. She wasn't going to be a sap like Shuichi.
I miss the little things, oh I miss everything
Sometimes, they wished they hadn't moved in together. It was the little things they missed, like the complication of arranging a date when Ayaka only had half a day to be in Tokyo. Or when they had to make sure that no one realized that Maiko was Shuichi Shindou's sister or that Ayaka was Hiroshi Nakano's girlfriend. It as if the thrill was gone and the new thrills didn't make up for it. These thoughts were kept quiet and hidden from their friends and most importantly each other, least they decide to make their wish reality.