His Favorite Piece
Finally, we come to my latest fic. A drabble, also VF, also written for a challenge in the vf_scribbles lj community. This time the theme was music, and a 100 word requirement was added. The original of this drabble was only 46 words, counting the 3 word title. It took some work to get to 100 words. I include the original here for reference and/or comparison.
Again, I lay no claims to the Viewfinder universe that Yamane Ayano has done such a beautiful job on.
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His Favorite Piece, take one
It began slowly.
A moan.
A gasp.
"Asami..."
"This..."
"Is not..."
"This is not the place."
And then the notes would build, cascading one over the other, gaining in tempo and volume, crescendoing to that glorious, shouted climax of a single word:
"Ryuuichi!"
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His Favorite Piece, takai version
Although the actual score changed with each performance, depending on the timing, the circumstances, and the mood of the director, the overall effect never did. It usually began slowly, almost leisurely.
A voiceless intake of breath... here.
Followed by a stifled, throaty groan... right there.
Perhaps a brief, difficult, hurried spattering of speech, of crumbling resistance:
"Asami..."
"This..."
"Is not..."
"This is not the place."
But soon the gasps, the moans, the words would build, tumbling and cascading one over the other, gaining in tempo and volume, crescendoing, accelerating to that glorious final climax of a single splendid shout:
"Ryuuichi!"
*****
I'm not really sure which of these I prefer. Now, I promised gargs a vf fic in exchange for the new lj layout (base for this came from ljlayouts.ord, btw, but gargs made it all asami-rific). Wonder if this counts...
ryo
Again, I lay no claims to the Viewfinder universe that Yamane Ayano has done such a beautiful job on.
*****
His Favorite Piece, take one
It began slowly.
A moan.
A gasp.
"Asami..."
"This..."
"Is not..."
"This is not the place."
And then the notes would build, cascading one over the other, gaining in tempo and volume, crescendoing to that glorious, shouted climax of a single word:
"Ryuuichi!"
*****
His Favorite Piece, takai version
Although the actual score changed with each performance, depending on the timing, the circumstances, and the mood of the director, the overall effect never did. It usually began slowly, almost leisurely.
A voiceless intake of breath... here.
Followed by a stifled, throaty groan... right there.
Perhaps a brief, difficult, hurried spattering of speech, of crumbling resistance:
"Asami..."
"This..."
"Is not..."
"This is not the place."
But soon the gasps, the moans, the words would build, tumbling and cascading one over the other, gaining in tempo and volume, crescendoing, accelerating to that glorious final climax of a single splendid shout:
"Ryuuichi!"
*****
I'm not really sure which of these I prefer. Now, I promised gargs a vf fic in exchange for the new lj layout (base for this came from ljlayouts.ord, btw, but gargs made it all asami-rific). Wonder if this counts...
ryo