Riku (
tall_dark_and) wrote2007-02-17 03:02 am
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The scene is set in Riku's room at the bar. The door is open, and Riku is tugging Namine through by the hand.
"Sit down, and I'll give you the surprise," he says with a grin. He uses his foot to shut the door.
"Sit down, and I'll give you the surprise," he says with a grin. He uses his foot to shut the door.
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"What kind of surprise is it?" she asks, looking around the room for some place to sit.
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He looks a little nervous. He probably hasn't stopped being nervous since he thought of this. What if she doesn't like it? What if she gets weirded out?
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"Okay," she says. "I'm sitting and my eyes are closed." She's trying not to sound too eager, but...well, she can't help it when she bursts out, "So what's the surprise?"
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One is a bouquet of roses (http://www.myflowertowne.com/images/dozen_mix_roses_bouquet.JPG). He holds it out to her. "You can open them now," he says.
His voice doens't waver -at all-, no.
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The bewildered girl has no idea what to say; she only has the knowledge that every single part of her is bursting with excitement, and that if she had a heart, it would be pounding so hard, the entire universe would hear.
"Oh, Riku," she breathes. "They're beautiful."
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He pauses, and wonders if she knows what it is.
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"I love them," she says, tenderly. "But...what's Valentine's Day? Is that when people give each other presents?"
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He picks up a notebook off the ground. Most of it's blank, but a significant amount of pages in the front aren't. It's a story... one he hopes that she'll like.
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She gestures to the notebook. "What's that?"
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He kinda sucks at writing, but he... tried, anyway. The effort was all that mattered, right?
"I wrote it so you'd have a story of your very own."
He offer the notebook to her, too.
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She tilts her head, her long-ish blonde hair falling over one side of her shoulder. "You wrote a story?" she asks, unable to keep the admiration in her voice. She takes the notebook, then straightens a little as she flips it open.
In it, she studies Riku's scrawl for a moment, smiling to herself. "I can't believe you did all this for me," she says softly, her voice barely audible.
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He gives her a crooked grin.
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"I don't know what to say," she whispers, opening her eyes once more. They are shining with unshed tears. "Except...I love you, Riku." She holds the notebook in one hand, then stands from the chair to hug him. "And thank you."
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"--love you so much," she repeats, her voice muffled.
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Riku is feeling a little silly, so he's going to -let- himself be silly.
Hey, why not?
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Another giggle escapes, then she pulls back and raising on her tip-toes, kisses him.
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"Anything else you might want for Valentine's?" He asks "Something I might have forgotten about?"
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She shakes her head, smiling. "No," she replies, "I have all I could ever want."
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"Not even a pony?" he asks, teasingly. "Because I can -try- to get ahold of one."
Yeah, right.
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"I just want you," she says innocently, almost as though this is the clearest fact in the world. "I don't want anything else."
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"Well, you've got me," he assures her. "For forever and a day."
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There are no words to summon up how important she is, honestly. It'd take five whole dictionaries to even start attempting to try.
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Any and all thoughts of Larxene's conversation with her suddenly don't matter at all. Why should they? They are so happy together, she and Riku. What could possibly be wrong about that, right?
And she doesn't want to think about how the future might change because of this, either. Why shouldn't she be allowed to be happy sometimes?
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