and as they say: oh well what the hell

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comment with a pairing, an angst&doom rating (scale of 1 to 5, 5 for ragnarok), and a single-word prompt* -- and i'll write you a valentine's day ficlet thingy. though not necessarily featuring valentine's day, of course

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[ambientlight]

disclaimer: like the writers of samurai champloo, i make stuff up. except with even less historical research. at least there is no hip-hop soundtrack?

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It is easy to think about the art of taking lives and the science of saving them and the tensions that exist -- but Adashino has yet to heal a wound by philosophising, so he concentrates on the things that matter, instead: blood, torn flesh, thread. It's strange how much one trusts sutures to hold.

At some point, Jin says: "I have no way of paying you."

You might have let me save some of the others, Adashino thinks. He knows it is a silly thought. "You don't have to."

Perhaps the problem is that this decision was too easy to make, despite the deaths Jin has caused and will cause. Adashino cannot help but feel that there is some necessary moral struggle he should have undergone -- even though, in the end, he would have done the same.

"This is part of your duty," Jin says, and there is no uncertainty in his tone.

"Yes." Adashino takes his knife to the thread; cuts cleanly. "It's also something I want to do."

Later he will wipe the blood off the swords on Jin's behalf, if only to stop his patient from aggravating the arm wound. He knows better than to hope that the blades will stay clean for long.

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*staaaaaaares*

I was half-joking with the pairing, but oh my god, this is GENIUS. Adashino has yet to heal a wound by philosophising! You might have let me save some of the others! Jin's certainty contrasted with Adashino's inner turmoil (that ultimately doesn't keep him from being a doctor)!

Thank you, really, from the bottom of my heart.

Fuu & Ginko, 1, bubbles? For symmetry.

[ambientlight]

eheh, you're very welcome! i tend to interpret 'pairingfic' as meaning 'fic where two people sit around and have some sort of awkward interaction, obvious attraction optional', so, um. hope it worked out, anyway. ^_^;;

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"What's this?" Fuu asks, admiring the film that shimmers across the loop of wire. She blows against it, watches it tremble; blows harder, then gives a happy little gasp of surprise as a stream of bubbles floats gently away.

"It's something that isn't meant for fun," Ginko says, taking the bottle from her hastily and corking it before she can dip the wire loop back inside. "Don't do that, you'll attract mushi."

"I don't mind bugs," Fuu says absently. "Momo-san can chase them off, anyway." She blows another stream of iridescent, faintly glowing bubbles. "Don't be so boring, Ginko-san, you're worse than Jin was. And I bet you'd make a lousy bodyguard."

"You're right," Ginko says. "I would." There's not enough solution left on the wire loop; Fuu sighs, handing it over, and for some reason Ginko can't help but smile.

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No worries, I meant pairing in the same way.

Aw, that was cute. Thank you!