LOG: [Thread] [Gamma and Uni] [Closed]
WHO:Gamma and Uni Giglionero
WHAT: Celebrating the ghost hanging between these two.
WHERE: The old Giglionero Mansion on the outskirts of Namimori City.
WHEN: December 7 (backlogged)
RATING: G bordering on PG? orz
WARNING(s): All the slowness and flailing that comes when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object.
( She don't fade. )
WHAT: Celebrating the ghost hanging between these two.
WHERE: The old Giglionero Mansion on the outskirts of Namimori City.
WHEN: December 7 (backlogged)
RATING: G bordering on PG? orz
WARNING(s): All the slowness and flailing that comes when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object.
( She don't fade. )
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She had not planned her stay abroad; she only knew that she had to get away -- from her office, from Namimori, from the empty tasks that formed her days, from... him. Of all the futures Uni feared, losing him was at the forefront; she had not, however, even imagined the possibility that it would be him who would choose to leave her. And so rather than stay and wait to be abandoned, she herself left ( ... )
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"I'm sorry I didn't bring something for you to sit on."
The angels carved unto the memorial seemed like they were all looking at him. Gamma passed it off as a momentary fantasy. He had not really drunk himself into a stupor lately, after all.
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But what girl touches her mother with gloved hands? She looked down at the grass, fingered the petals of the flower she had brought, thinking.
"It's all right," she said. She imagined she could see the words dropping to the ground, like snowflakes or rain, to dissolve on the grass. "I was away."
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Gamma watched Uni in movement, Uni in perfect stillness, and brought his cigarette back to his lips. Slow drag meant slow poison meant that his body was some sort of time bomb for cancer, waiting to go off right when he least expected it to. Morbid thoughts, but one had the tendency to think in that direction whenever they were faced with a memento of someone who had left them behind.
He did not ask Uni where she went. He felt that he no longer had the right to do so.
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"I... I don't know," he stammered, suddenly feeling helpless. "It seems like you did."
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Which was... all sorts of strange, and wrong, and she didn't know how to deal with it. Uni had gone there fully prepared to formally free him from his attachment to her, but this--
Somewhere inside her, she felt something breaking again, with the sound of ice and the locks of a dam snapping. Uni lowered her gaze, drew in a trembling breath, and struggled to hold herself together.
"I didn't," was all she said after a silence. "I couldn't."
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"...It's kind of funny how we promise to be honest with each other, but never manage to get anywhere." a careful pause. It was hard to find the right words - it always was, with that one. "Maybe the both of us need to come out clean about a few things."
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That-- what was he saying? What was that in his voice? The carefully prepared speeches she had constructed to fit her scenarios (apology; explanation; escape) were slipping away from her. Uni stared down at her hands for what felt like an eternity of trying to understand what was happening before she spoke.
What did he want from her, anyway? She had thought -- and hoped for -- far too many things, ever since they had talked those times at her apartment and the masquerade. And then had steeled her heart and persuaded herself that it would be better for everyone concerned if she gave all of it up.
"I..." She hesitated. "As you like." No questions about what kind of things he was referring to. There were certain topics they had forever skirted; hinting at, but never quite touching upon them. She tried not to think about them, but she knew them all too well.
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She seemed to be touching him as though she were attempting to ascribe the memory of him on her fingers - he had seen her done such things before in the past, particularly before she wanted to capture a subject on canvas. Gamma was content with letting Uni stay that close and trace his features, the angles and curves of his body.
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She looked away, up at the branches of the trees above them, and said, "I thought it would have been easier for you, maybe. If there was nothing tying you to a job, to a place, you hated."
It was frighteningly easy to tell him anything she thought now: it was as if, with that secret she had not even dared to dream of out in the open, a barrier had shattered, all the walls between them dissolving as easily as snow in summer. She didn't mind -- and, thinking that, Uni smiled, leaned in closer. This was Gamma. She would be safe with him. She had always been safe with him.
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Of course... if she wanted to leave... Gamma would be right behind her also. He planned on doing everything in his power to let her go free, but it had to come from her first. He had always known that, and it frustrated him, but it was a small issue compared to what they had just solved at that moment, in front of her mother's grave.
Later. There was always time for things later.
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Only...
Don't ask me to leave, please, she could have said. Don't ask me to choose between you and him. Yet -- strangely enough -- he wasn't asking her to choose. He was only telling her he'd stay for her, as long as she needed him to.
It was a little frightening to see the depth of his devotion. Uni sighed, resting her cheek against his chest. If there was nothing she could do about what he had asked of her, back then at the masquerade (Stand up, free yourself, let me--) she could at least reassure him about other things. Now that she knew how he felt about them.
"There has never been anyone else, you know," she said softly. "Not even Byakuran-sama."
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