| The Infinite Improbability Drive ( @ 2004-11-08 21:59:00 |
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Secondhand Burns
First post.
I have this policy about fanfic. Namely I don't write it unless it writes itself. So here it is.
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Whenever he remembers the fire, he remembers patterns of intense light and dark. He remembers feeling helpless, and even though he saved them he knows it had nothing to do with him at all.
He stands in his office staring out at the past. He is not surprised when arms circle his waist and a golden tendril of hair falls over his shoulder. The harsh scent of chemicals pricks his nose, comforting in its familiarity and his iron control relaxes almost imperceptibly.
"If you ever put me through that," Watari hisses, "I'll kill you."
Tatsumi smiles. "I love you too."