solo log: chrome
characters: Chrome Dokuro
rating: PG, I guess?
summary: Cheer up, emo kid. Or something.
It is Wednesday afternoon when Chrome knocks on Tsuna's door, slips in with a simple we need to talk, boss in the most assertive tone she can manage (which still sounds far too much like someone unused to making demands). She doesn't mean to be a bother, and her expression says as much, but some things are more important than social niceties, and this is undoubtedly one of them.
She does most of the talking, tells Tsuna what Mukuro is doing, why he is doing it, and then there's little left to be said. But she doesn't excuse herself, doesn't get up to leave. He told her to stay with Tsuna while he was gone, and so she sits at the end of his couch and hugs her knees to her chest and doesn't say anything.
Tsuna, for his part, doesn't ask her to leave, and she's close to falling asleep on his couch when she finally feels something brush at the back of her mind, and knows that Mukuro has lost the fight -- or perhaps, she should say, he's won.
*****
Chrome doesn't like being alone, and since the accident that changed her life, she really hasn't been. Even after arriving in Babylon, after Mukuro was no longer just a thought away, he was still there, and she can't find words to express her relief when she senses him again after the battle -- but she doesn't think about it, doesn't think I'm glad you're back or ask are you there? because she doesn't need to bother with things they both already know. He's there, and she's glad, and that's enough.
In a way, she likes this better, even if there's also a part of her that can't stop thinking about the way his lips felt against hers (a part of her that she immediately blushes and tells to shut up, please, he can hear you!). It's a different kind of closeness, but in a way, it's more intimate than anything physical could ever be, and as long as he's there, being alone feels like something that happened a lifetime ago, that she left behind with her old name.
Being alone was for Nagi. But not for Chrome.
*****
She skips school on Thursday, and even when she returns on Friday she's more withdrawn than usual, staring out the windows during class and ducking through the halls as quickly as possible and not making eye contact with anybody.
It's not until Saturday morning that she locks herself in the bathroom and takes off her eye patch in front of the mirror (for she could never explain to anyone but Tsuna how she suddenly has two good eyes again).
She can almost imagine herself with longer hair again, this way. Herself as she was before the accident. When she was still ignored, rejected, looked down upon.
When she was still alone.
She likes things better now, she thinks.
Somewhere in the back of her mind, she thinks she can hear a flicker of approval.
rating: PG, I guess?
summary: Cheer up, emo kid. Or something.
It is Wednesday afternoon when Chrome knocks on Tsuna's door, slips in with a simple we need to talk, boss in the most assertive tone she can manage (which still sounds far too much like someone unused to making demands). She doesn't mean to be a bother, and her expression says as much, but some things are more important than social niceties, and this is undoubtedly one of them.
She does most of the talking, tells Tsuna what Mukuro is doing, why he is doing it, and then there's little left to be said. But she doesn't excuse herself, doesn't get up to leave. He told her to stay with Tsuna while he was gone, and so she sits at the end of his couch and hugs her knees to her chest and doesn't say anything.
Tsuna, for his part, doesn't ask her to leave, and she's close to falling asleep on his couch when she finally feels something brush at the back of her mind, and knows that Mukuro has lost the fight -- or perhaps, she should say, he's won.
*****
Chrome doesn't like being alone, and since the accident that changed her life, she really hasn't been. Even after arriving in Babylon, after Mukuro was no longer just a thought away, he was still there, and she can't find words to express her relief when she senses him again after the battle -- but she doesn't think about it, doesn't think I'm glad you're back or ask are you there? because she doesn't need to bother with things they both already know. He's there, and she's glad, and that's enough.
In a way, she likes this better, even if there's also a part of her that can't stop thinking about the way his lips felt against hers (a part of her that she immediately blushes and tells to shut up, please, he can hear you!). It's a different kind of closeness, but in a way, it's more intimate than anything physical could ever be, and as long as he's there, being alone feels like something that happened a lifetime ago, that she left behind with her old name.
Being alone was for Nagi. But not for Chrome.
*****
She skips school on Thursday, and even when she returns on Friday she's more withdrawn than usual, staring out the windows during class and ducking through the halls as quickly as possible and not making eye contact with anybody.
It's not until Saturday morning that she locks herself in the bathroom and takes off her eye patch in front of the mirror (for she could never explain to anyone but Tsuna how she suddenly has two good eyes again).
She can almost imagine herself with longer hair again, this way. Herself as she was before the accident. When she was still ignored, rejected, looked down upon.
When she was still alone.
She likes things better now, she thinks.
Somewhere in the back of her mind, she thinks she can hear a flicker of approval.