My friend
venefica_aura has created a
breakup meme in which she was looking for short fics involving breakups.
This is mine.
Because I'm weird.
Title: It's Not You
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII
Words: 70
Pairing: Hojo/Vincent
Rating: Oh, probably FRT.
Summary: It's 70 words. You can be surprised.
He hadn't expected the pistol shot to be so loud. The Turk hit the floor and Hojo stood there, panting, waiting to see if anyone would come and investigate the noise.
No one did, so he moved into phase two, with the needles. It was something he'd been wanting to try for some time; he just hadn't had an acceptable specimen.
"It's not you, it's me," he muttered, making the first injection.
And, because anything worth doing is worth doing twice, I did another one.
Title: Goodbye
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII
Words: 91
Pairing: Not as such.
Rating: Oh, probably FRT.
Summary: "He stopped once, in the shadowy place just past the neon."
He stopped once, in the shadowy place just past the neon, and glanced back. "Good-bye," he whispered, and he wasn't quite sure if he meant the Market itself or the people he'd known there. One way or another, he'd never go back to it; he'd shove one of his boss's pretty guns into his own mouth and make a real mark on Shinra property before he'd put the ribbons back in his hair.
"C'mon, kid," the bald Turk said.
"Sure thing, boss," Reno chirped, and bounced after him.
Wall Market didn't seem to notice.