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Amiko Kobayashi ([info]hotlittlehands) wrote,
@ 2011-06-14 19:44:00


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Alternate Future: 'Cause every night, who's in your bed?
Amiko hadn't been there when it happened. But in her nightmares, she sees it all so clearly. The poisoned knife. Her Lady-Mother in agony... and what had to be done to end that agony.

She awakes in tears, cursing the cruelty of the Hand.

And realizes where she is, whose arms are around her.


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[info]hotlittlehands
2011-06-16 02:10 pm UTC (link)
"I am. Thank you, Keiji." She cuddles.

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[info]clawed_progeny
2011-06-16 02:15 pm UTC (link)
He accepts her gladly into his embrace. For a moment they just hold one another before Keiji's face scrunches up a little. "Do I even want to know where you learned that?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

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[info]hotlittlehands
2011-06-16 02:16 pm UTC (link)
"Are you kidding? Yukio was giving me entirely unsolicited advice as soon as I was old enough."

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[info]clawed_progeny
2011-06-16 02:19 pm UTC (link)
"Wait? Your caretaker told you about this?" Keiji was more than a little shocked.

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[info]hotlittlehands
2011-06-16 02:20 pm UTC (link)
"Not as a child, of course, but once I was grown, she was very 'Now we need to talk about men. And women, if you like women, sweetheart.'"

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[info]clawed_progeny
2011-06-16 02:24 pm UTC (link)
Keiji's eyes nearly bug out of his head at the possible implication. So mesmerized by the possibilities his head fell back against the headboard.

"Ow," he muttered, rubbing his head. "Amiko, I've practically lived like a monk for the past twenty seven years. You can't just drop that kind of infomration on me." While he's trying to look serious, a hint of smile shows on his face, indicating he's teasing.

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[info]hotlittlehands
2011-06-16 02:26 pm UTC (link)
She giggles and cuddles some more.

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