OTP: Day 2
Title: Elsewhere
Author: Ducky
Theme: Ominous (OTP, Day 2)
Genre: General, Angst
Version: Anime
Rating: G
Couple: Haruka/Michiru
“Take me, to a true Elsewhere …”
- Clover by CLAMP
It’s silent, save for the soft lapping of water against the edges of the pool, the soft light reflecting off the gently shifting surface, dancing off of Michiru’s reclined form. For a moment, Haruka just stands there, at the door, a smile drifting onto her face, mirroring the content look on her lover’s own features.
And then the feeling comes again.
She gasps and her hand clenches at her shirt, as if trying to reach in and unlock the cold vice grip on her heart. The same feeling that she had woken up to this morning, a suffocating blanket of dread, laced with anticipation and finality.
Their mission will end today. She just doesn't know how.
Suddenly the distance is too much and the vice grip is replaced with panic and need. Haruka stumbles through the space between them, wanting nothing more than to take Michiru away, away from here, away from their mission, away from everything, where she could hold her and not worry about the next battle, smile and not see that echoing sadness, laugh and not let it fade out.
Love and not fear tomorrow.
She makes it there, to Michiru, but stops before she can speak, seeing again that smile. So content. So at peace.
Where did you go?
“It’s not fair …” she murmurs, sadly, “to indulge in your own world.”
Why can't you take me with you? Away from here?
Don’t leave me alone.
Author: Ducky
Theme: Ominous (OTP, Day 2)
Genre: General, Angst
Version: Anime
Rating: G
Couple: Haruka/Michiru
“Take me, to a true Elsewhere …”
- Clover by CLAMP
It’s silent, save for the soft lapping of water against the edges of the pool, the soft light reflecting off the gently shifting surface, dancing off of Michiru’s reclined form. For a moment, Haruka just stands there, at the door, a smile drifting onto her face, mirroring the content look on her lover’s own features.
And then the feeling comes again.
She gasps and her hand clenches at her shirt, as if trying to reach in and unlock the cold vice grip on her heart. The same feeling that she had woken up to this morning, a suffocating blanket of dread, laced with anticipation and finality.
Their mission will end today. She just doesn't know how.
Suddenly the distance is too much and the vice grip is replaced with panic and need. Haruka stumbles through the space between them, wanting nothing more than to take Michiru away, away from here, away from their mission, away from everything, where she could hold her and not worry about the next battle, smile and not see that echoing sadness, laugh and not let it fade out.
Love and not fear tomorrow.
She makes it there, to Michiru, but stops before she can speak, seeing again that smile. So content. So at peace.
Where did you go?
“It’s not fair …” she murmurs, sadly, “to indulge in your own world.”
Why can't you take me with you? Away from here?
Don’t leave me alone.