{ Alliance }
Title: Alliance
Fandom: Persona 3
Pairing: Shinjiro Aragaki/Yukari Takeba
Word Count: 282
Comm & Prompt: 78_tarot : Queen of Wands
Rating: PG
Sometimes when he stays up late enough, he watches her practice.
"You really don't like sleeping, do ya?" Yukari winces as she lets loose another arrow from her bow. It zings toward the target, striking the ring just outside of the bull's eye. "I mean, hardly anyone gets up this early, even the people who are supposed to be here practicing with me."
She sighs and frowns, and then grabs another arrow from her quiver.
"But seriously, what's up? I don't care if you watch but everybody on the archery team is going to think that I have some crazy stalker. Again." She adds, for good measure.
"You mind?" His brain is so clouded with insomnia that even Yukari's string an arrow to her bow looks otherworldly, like fitting a magic wand to wires. He's impressed. It's so easy for her to and Aki to practice on school grounds and be hailed for it. What about him? It's not like people whisper about wild axe murderers for nothing.
Yukari's next arrow strikes the target dead center and she smiles. "Nah. Not really. But you haven't answered my question, senpai."
"Guess I'd better be going." He mutters, and heads toward the gate. Yukari looks flustered and upset, but after a few moments of wordless confusion, she's back to shooting arrows violently at her target. When her friends get there, they'll ask what's wrong and she won't tell them.
He knows this the same way he knows that when he finally goes to sleep she'll be the last thing he sees, a queen among arrows, drifting into darkness.
Fandom: Persona 3
Pairing: Shinjiro Aragaki/Yukari Takeba
Word Count: 282
Comm & Prompt: 78_tarot : Queen of Wands
Rating: PG
Sometimes when he stays up late enough, he watches her practice.
"You really don't like sleeping, do ya?" Yukari winces as she lets loose another arrow from her bow. It zings toward the target, striking the ring just outside of the bull's eye. "I mean, hardly anyone gets up this early, even the people who are supposed to be here practicing with me."
She sighs and frowns, and then grabs another arrow from her quiver.
"But seriously, what's up? I don't care if you watch but everybody on the archery team is going to think that I have some crazy stalker. Again." She adds, for good measure.
"You mind?" His brain is so clouded with insomnia that even Yukari's string an arrow to her bow looks otherworldly, like fitting a magic wand to wires. He's impressed. It's so easy for her to and Aki to practice on school grounds and be hailed for it. What about him? It's not like people whisper about wild axe murderers for nothing.
Yukari's next arrow strikes the target dead center and she smiles. "Nah. Not really. But you haven't answered my question, senpai."
"Guess I'd better be going." He mutters, and heads toward the gate. Yukari looks flustered and upset, but after a few moments of wordless confusion, she's back to shooting arrows violently at her target. When her friends get there, they'll ask what's wrong and she won't tell them.
He knows this the same way he knows that when he finally goes to sleep she'll be the last thing he sees, a queen among arrows, drifting into darkness.