Fic: A Question of Choice (RSyaoran x Sakura)
Title: A Question of Choice
Author: Atthla
Fandom: Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle
Warning: SPOILERS to the most recent chapter of Tsubasa (181 as of now). Turn back right now if you mind any. Angst. One-sidedness. Very short.
Rating: G (unless the angst count for something)
Pairing: This is the reason why I put the Warningfirst. R!Syaoran x C!Sakura
Word Count: 444
Challenge: 10_whores #03. Freedom
Summary: Falling in love is not something foreordained or destined. It’s a choice.
Written for challenge#3 theme set 3 in 10_whores where I’ve claimed R!Syaoran.
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“Because I don’t love her.”
Her eyes widened in shock and it made Syaoran think if it was really that strange. For him, it was a simple concept. A mere question of choice. Destinies and the likes never really suited him - he had tried fighting against them his whole life.
“But she is your Sakura,” she whispered, alarm, disappointment, almost fear lining her words. “I’m…not.”
“Because you’re a clone?”
“No,” her answer was quick and sharp and he wondered if he had struck a nerve somewhere. “It isn’t about that. I…I love him too much.”
It should have been painful, hearing those words from her, but Syaoran barely registered anything but the spreading numbness. It almost felt like dying, like fading into nothingness, her detached eyes the only thing that kept him here.
“Because he’s just like you?” the question had left his mouth before he realized it.
“Because he is the one I’ve spent my whole life loving,” she replied fervently, passionately. “He was the one I made memories with. He was the one… oh. Oh.”
The small, half-strangled gasp told him that the realization had just dawned on her. That they were not different after all. That the same thing had happened to him.
“Exactly,” he said softly, the ghost of a smile flitting across his face. “If it is really why you love him, then you should understand why.”
Just like her with his clone, she was the one he made memories with.
“But I can’t- I…” she cried and the one step back she took was not lost on him. She had one hand covering her mouth and when she spoke again, she was pleading, almost desperate, almost in tears. “This isn’t right. This shouldn’t happen.”
“A lot of things shouldn’t,” Syaoran murmured and looked away. He couldn’t look at her. The tangled webs around him were constricting, suffocating, an illusory prison he could never escape from. He only wished for a small happiness. This wasn’t even happiness. Only a freedom to choose, to love. And it was denied from him.
But to fight back had always been his choice. Going against the whole world never stopped him.
He looked at her again and said, voice a breath away from a whisper, “But I love you.”
The choice was his after all.
End
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Notes: I really don’t like the way Sakura said “I’m not your Sakura” to R!Syaoran in Chapitre 178. This ficlet largely spawns from there. Please tell me what you think.
Author: Atthla
Fandom: Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle
Warning: SPOILERS to the most recent chapter of Tsubasa (181 as of now). Turn back right now if you mind any. Angst. One-sidedness. Very short.
Rating: G (unless the angst count for something)
Pairing: This is the reason why I put the Warningfirst. R!Syaoran x C!Sakura
Word Count: 444
Challenge: 10_whores #03. Freedom
Summary: Falling in love is not something foreordained or destined. It’s a choice.
Written for challenge#3 theme set 3 in 10_whores where I’ve claimed R!Syaoran.
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“Because I don’t love her.”
Her eyes widened in shock and it made Syaoran think if it was really that strange. For him, it was a simple concept. A mere question of choice. Destinies and the likes never really suited him - he had tried fighting against them his whole life.
“But she is your Sakura,” she whispered, alarm, disappointment, almost fear lining her words. “I’m…not.”
“Because you’re a clone?”
“No,” her answer was quick and sharp and he wondered if he had struck a nerve somewhere. “It isn’t about that. I…I love him too much.”
It should have been painful, hearing those words from her, but Syaoran barely registered anything but the spreading numbness. It almost felt like dying, like fading into nothingness, her detached eyes the only thing that kept him here.
“Because he’s just like you?” the question had left his mouth before he realized it.
“Because he is the one I’ve spent my whole life loving,” she replied fervently, passionately. “He was the one I made memories with. He was the one… oh. Oh.”
The small, half-strangled gasp told him that the realization had just dawned on her. That they were not different after all. That the same thing had happened to him.
“Exactly,” he said softly, the ghost of a smile flitting across his face. “If it is really why you love him, then you should understand why.”
Just like her with his clone, she was the one he made memories with.
“But I can’t- I…” she cried and the one step back she took was not lost on him. She had one hand covering her mouth and when she spoke again, she was pleading, almost desperate, almost in tears. “This isn’t right. This shouldn’t happen.”
“A lot of things shouldn’t,” Syaoran murmured and looked away. He couldn’t look at her. The tangled webs around him were constricting, suffocating, an illusory prison he could never escape from. He only wished for a small happiness. This wasn’t even happiness. Only a freedom to choose, to love. And it was denied from him.
But to fight back had always been his choice. Going against the whole world never stopped him.
He looked at her again and said, voice a breath away from a whisper, “But I love you.”
The choice was his after all.
End
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Notes: I really don’t like the way Sakura said “I’m not your Sakura” to R!Syaoran in Chapitre 178. This ficlet largely spawns from there. Please tell me what you think.