Valentines & Blood
Two drabble-esque fics for your reading pleasure. ^^ Fandoms that I usually wouldn't write in, too - one Blood+ and one Cowboy Bebop. Both were done last fall. I'm only just now getting them off my comp.
Valentine
fandom: Cowboy Bebop
rating: K+
pairing/character: just Faye
She was rich, but money was no object. She could buy whatever she wanted. She would never think to kill for money. All money bought was stuffed animals, candy, a comfortable life.
(A trip to Mars, she wants to go to Mars.)
She couldn’t lie, couldn’t cheat, and couldn’t play poker to save her life.
She was scared of guns and coughed at cigarette smoke.
She was beautiful, but the boys never wanted her because she was too shy and scared of doing anything.
She believed in peace and true romance, a prince, (somewhere, an eternity away) and sleeping beauty, and innocence. She wanted something that could never be real.
(How far they fall.)
And, of course, she was lost in space for a moment. Life around her suspended, floated, and she sat in awe of the vast, quiet darkness that surrounded her. Anything was possible here. Anything. She was living her own neo-fairytale.
And then there was a crack.
Like a gunshot, but a million times worse.
It came to her flash and trickled through her consciousness like molasses:
Death.
Her mother clutched her hand tight.
Her father was not there.
She was going to die.
And then she was suffocating in the vastness.
Fifty-four years later, her body would wake up without her.
That girl may have lived in the same body, but she wasn’t Faye Valentine.
Blood
fandom: Blood+
rating: K
pairing/character: Solomon, Solomon/Saya
This is a love so strong it can overcome blood.
It is not his destiny to love her. It is not her destiny to trust him. The only thing that can come of this is death, and he knows that. He knows. He didn’t meet her in time. Imagine! It could be him there, by her side, if they had only met earlier. If only she had made him, Solomon Goldsmith, her chevalier.
Why?
Why did fate want to rip them apart like that?
If they had met sooner, they could have traveled the world together. His love is deep, deep, not just oceans but worlds deep. Imagine. Imagine how it would be if he had not already tied himself to Diva, if he was not loving on borrowed time. If he had never done those things to make her distrust him; if she could somehow forgive him.
Imagine.
That’s all he can do.
Valentine
fandom: Cowboy Bebop
rating: K+
pairing/character: just Faye
She was rich, but money was no object. She could buy whatever she wanted. She would never think to kill for money. All money bought was stuffed animals, candy, a comfortable life.
(A trip to Mars, she wants to go to Mars.)
She couldn’t lie, couldn’t cheat, and couldn’t play poker to save her life.
She was scared of guns and coughed at cigarette smoke.
She was beautiful, but the boys never wanted her because she was too shy and scared of doing anything.
She believed in peace and true romance, a prince, (somewhere, an eternity away) and sleeping beauty, and innocence. She wanted something that could never be real.
(How far they fall.)
And, of course, she was lost in space for a moment. Life around her suspended, floated, and she sat in awe of the vast, quiet darkness that surrounded her. Anything was possible here. Anything. She was living her own neo-fairytale.
And then there was a crack.
Like a gunshot, but a million times worse.
It came to her flash and trickled through her consciousness like molasses:
Death.
Her mother clutched her hand tight.
Her father was not there.
She was going to die.
And then she was suffocating in the vastness.
Fifty-four years later, her body would wake up without her.
That girl may have lived in the same body, but she wasn’t Faye Valentine.
Blood
fandom: Blood+
rating: K
pairing/character: Solomon, Solomon/Saya
This is a love so strong it can overcome blood.
It is not his destiny to love her. It is not her destiny to trust him. The only thing that can come of this is death, and he knows that. He knows. He didn’t meet her in time. Imagine! It could be him there, by her side, if they had only met earlier. If only she had made him, Solomon Goldsmith, her chevalier.
Why?
Why did fate want to rip them apart like that?
If they had met sooner, they could have traveled the world together. His love is deep, deep, not just oceans but worlds deep. Imagine. Imagine how it would be if he had not already tied himself to Diva, if he was not loving on borrowed time. If he had never done those things to make her distrust him; if she could somehow forgive him.
Imagine.
That’s all he can do.