Request Post 01
So I wanted to save this for when I finally get a job, but I've been fairly productive all day and am 3K behind on getyourwordsout. So. Request post!
1. Comment with a pairing/fandom & a prompt ( Read more... )
1. Comment with a pairing/fandom & a prompt ( Read more... )
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"So you found me," Meisa drawls, crossing one finely tanned leg over the other; the brim of her hat lays low on her head, obscuring her eyes but not the ruby red smirk of her lips.
"Matsumoto is heartbroken, you know," Nino says, stepping closer to her. The sand is so bright, so hot against the skin of his feet. He blinks and for a moment is afraid she, like a mirage, like a ghost, will not be there when he opens his eyes.
"Matsumoto is better off this way." A slight hesitation, a light, airless breath. "The woman he knew was nothing more than mere fabrication."
"You really loved him, didn't you?"
"You said I was a woman who could never really love anyone." She lifts her head and her eyes are so wide, so full of regret. Her smile is faint. "Unless you are admitting that the Great Ninomiya could ever possibly deduce incorrectly."
"I would never admit that." He falls back against the sand next to her beach chair, closes his eyes against the sky. Tomorrow he will tell Matsumoto that the woman he knew as Kuroki Meisa is no more - mystery solved.
"Where's your little artist friend?"
"Painting little curly-haired minxes with big eyes and sweet smiles."
"You're going to get sand in your hair."
"Like you care."
He squints up at her and there is something of that old spark in her eyes, tempered but kindling. When he's eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.
For some mysteries, there are simply no answers.
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