Fic: Recreated (Yuugiou, Ryou/Amane, rated All)

[imagines]

Funny how forcing myself to write and depriving myself of internet made me...write a whole lot. I didn't manage 400 words a day, but I have written over 4,000 words this month, and that's never happened before. (NaNo is solely for quantity and doesn't count. I can't seem to do braindump outside of November.)


Summary: One flew away and then there was one.
30_kisses prompt 5. hey, you know...
Disclaimer: I don't own Yuugiou. I wrote this for fun, not for profit.
Words: ~140

Recreated

Two little chickadees sitting in the sun.
One flew away and then there was one.

Amane is balancing barefoot on a tree limb a good five metres above the ground.
"You know," says Ryou, watching her ragged skirt flutter around her knees, "you're mad."

"Am I, now." If her voice were a color, it would be pale grey. She had not spoken for six days after Mother died. On the seventh day, she had recreated herself in monotone. "Climb up here, will you?"

Ryou touches the tree, and hesitates. A thought dafter than Amane has come to him. "Are you going to push me off?"

"Don't be stupid. If climbing a tree means I've finally cracked, then let's be insane together."

He hauls himself up the tree to her branch and clings to the trunk, clumsy beside her stable grace. "Now what?"

She stretches her arms out to the sides. "Now, I fly."

Comments

[kohl-eyed.livejournal.com]

"Am I, now." If her voice were a color, it would be pale grey. She had not spoken for six days after Mother died. On the seventh day, she had recreated herself in monotone.

Very cool.

...but I hope she didn't hurt herself jumping off. x_x;;

[faeriepunks.livejournal.com]

*wibbles*

IT WAS FAR TOO SHORT. The ending came, and I was like... "EH!? The end!?" TTT_TTT

I liiiiked it so much. It's so pretty and descriptive. <3