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[Team 2] Writing on the mirrors
Soooo. Pandora Hearts YaraRyo AU 8D/ Which it's been ages since I watched so this might not make any sense even if you do know the anime/manga. Whee. \o/ YaraRyo because ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
yararanger said Yara.
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“So what you’re telling me is that… You made an illegal contract and you found a chain mad enough to go on this venture with you?” Tatsumi rasped, staring at Yamamoto like he was an alien.
Yamamoto grimaced. The clockwork seal that lay over his heart was hidden from view, but he could feel it. It pulsed with his heartbeat, ready and waiting.
“This will be so much fun, Kitten. Don’t be scared now, it’s too late to turn back. It’s just the two of us now.”
“Ryouta, are you even listening to me?” Tatsumi had him by the shoulders, shaking him. “I promised your dad, I promised him I’d look after you. Why’d you have to make a contract, you know that nobody survives this kind of contract.”
“There was only one door,” Yamamoto whispered. “There was only one door and it lead to the Abyss. So I knocked and it opened. The Abyss answered. And he came to me. Said he was waiting for me. Said he needed me.”
“Yes, I came, Kitten. Oh, Ryouta, we’re going to have so much fun. All your dreams. All of mine. We can make them come true now. Together, we can do anything.”
Tatsumi couldn’t hear Yara. Not yet. But Yamamoto could, because he had Yara’s blood on his lips and the clock covering his heart.
“I’m sorry,” he said, plucking at Tatsumi’s hand. “I didn’t have a choice anymore…”
“I promised them…” But Tatsumi had already been defeated. He sat, rubbing at his eyes. “So where is… where’s the chain. Who or what is it?”
Looking around the room, Yamamoto wondered that as well. He could feel Yara, as if the chain stood just behind him, with hands and lips and breath ghosting over his neck and back, but no, Yara wasn’t really there.
“He’s not ready yet,” he said finally, as the right answer tumbled from his lips.
“And who is he?”
“He’s… He’s Yara. He let me name him. He’s Yara Tomoyuki… and he’s the White King of the Abyss.”
Light flooded the room, so much that Yamamoto and Tatsumi both flinched, but now someone else was with them, standing just next to Yamamoto – so close he could feel the man breathing.
“Hello, Kitten,” Yara said, smiling.
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yararanger said Yara.♦♦♦♦
“So what you’re telling me is that… You made an illegal contract and you found a chain mad enough to go on this venture with you?” Tatsumi rasped, staring at Yamamoto like he was an alien.
Yamamoto grimaced. The clockwork seal that lay over his heart was hidden from view, but he could feel it. It pulsed with his heartbeat, ready and waiting.
“This will be so much fun, Kitten. Don’t be scared now, it’s too late to turn back. It’s just the two of us now.”
“Ryouta, are you even listening to me?” Tatsumi had him by the shoulders, shaking him. “I promised your dad, I promised him I’d look after you. Why’d you have to make a contract, you know that nobody survives this kind of contract.”
“There was only one door,” Yamamoto whispered. “There was only one door and it lead to the Abyss. So I knocked and it opened. The Abyss answered. And he came to me. Said he was waiting for me. Said he needed me.”
“Yes, I came, Kitten. Oh, Ryouta, we’re going to have so much fun. All your dreams. All of mine. We can make them come true now. Together, we can do anything.”
Tatsumi couldn’t hear Yara. Not yet. But Yamamoto could, because he had Yara’s blood on his lips and the clock covering his heart.
“I’m sorry,” he said, plucking at Tatsumi’s hand. “I didn’t have a choice anymore…”
“I promised them…” But Tatsumi had already been defeated. He sat, rubbing at his eyes. “So where is… where’s the chain. Who or what is it?”
Looking around the room, Yamamoto wondered that as well. He could feel Yara, as if the chain stood just behind him, with hands and lips and breath ghosting over his neck and back, but no, Yara wasn’t really there.
“He’s not ready yet,” he said finally, as the right answer tumbled from his lips.
“And who is he?”
“He’s… He’s Yara. He let me name him. He’s Yara Tomoyuki… and he’s the White King of the Abyss.”
Light flooded the room, so much that Yamamoto and Tatsumi both flinched, but now someone else was with them, standing just next to Yamamoto – so close he could feel the man breathing.
“Hello, Kitten,” Yara said, smiling.
♦♦♦♦
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IT MAKES FABULOUS AMOUNTS OF SENSE.
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... I don't get why it didn't make sense to you. u_u
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But no, I know what you mean.
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yes ;; ♥
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or maybe i just want any kind of fic where Yara routinely calls Yamaryo "Kitten"
but yessssssssssss
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Now all I need is a plot. *stares at the skies*