Random double drabble
Apr. 16th, 2007 01:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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Yeah.
Just wrote this--200 words exactly, so it's been edited to that point. It's a little odd, but I think I like it a lot. I might do some more editing and post it on FFN, I might not. *shrugs*
Title comes from the second verse of Amazing Grace.
At first, he feared, as he stared into the mirror, dressed in a wedding kimono and haori, that he had replaced her. He could not see her face, smiling, in his mind anymore, could not recall her voice, and it terrified him.
“Kenshin, you look so handsome!” Kaoru smiled up at him from where she was hemming the kimono, which was just a tad too long for him.
He smiled slightly down at her, and turned to the mirror. Her face…
Whenever he though of Tomoe’s face, he saw Kaoru’s, and he feared he had replaced her.
And then there was a quiet laugh in the back of his mind and a fuzzy smile—
Perhaps she was not so much replaced as she was…forgotten, but no, not even that word was correct. It was as though she had backed herself out of his memories, as though she had kissed his cheek and walked away, leaving a hole—a hole, but not empty space—where she had been.
Kaoru tugged on the kimono. Her stitches were small and tiny, and she told him her father taught her to sew.
She stood and kissed his cheek, and then she stayed.
Kenshin, unafraid, smiled.
--end
Well?
Yeah.
Just wrote this--200 words exactly, so it's been edited to that point. It's a little odd, but I think I like it a lot. I might do some more editing and post it on FFN, I might not. *shrugs*
Title comes from the second verse of Amazing Grace.
At first, he feared, as he stared into the mirror, dressed in a wedding kimono and haori, that he had replaced her. He could not see her face, smiling, in his mind anymore, could not recall her voice, and it terrified him.
“Kenshin, you look so handsome!” Kaoru smiled up at him from where she was hemming the kimono, which was just a tad too long for him.
He smiled slightly down at her, and turned to the mirror. Her face…
Whenever he though of Tomoe’s face, he saw Kaoru’s, and he feared he had replaced her.
And then there was a quiet laugh in the back of his mind and a fuzzy smile—
Perhaps she was not so much replaced as she was…forgotten, but no, not even that word was correct. It was as though she had backed herself out of his memories, as though she had kissed his cheek and walked away, leaving a hole—a hole, but not empty space—where she had been.
Kaoru tugged on the kimono. Her stitches were small and tiny, and she told him her father taught her to sew.
She stood and kissed his cheek, and then she stayed.
Kenshin, unafraid, smiled.
--end
Well?
