quiet_curiosity: (Dominic/Anemone)
quiet_curiosity ([personal profile] quiet_curiosity) wrote2007-02-22 09:03 pm

Sight Unseen, for [livejournal.com profile] 31_days

Title: Sight Unseen
Fandom: Eureka seveN (Post Series - spoilers for the last two episodes)
Characters: Dominic/Anemone
Words: 300
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: The original concept for Eureka seveN was created by Studio BONES. I receive no monetary benefit from this work.
Summary: Some scars take longer to heal.

Written for [livejournal.com profile] 31_days, prompt February 22 - a ribbon around her throat

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Months after the incident, the scar was still there. Before, it had been a dingy gray against her pale skin. With the passage of time, the line changed and showed itself off as being a pale pink. It was less noticeable than it was when she first detected it, but the scar still stood out in a way that she didn’t like.

Dominic knew this. He had noticed her tastes in clothing switch from low-lying shirts to turtlenecks. All her coats had to have collar that she could manipulate or she wouldn’t wear it. Most importantly, she wouldn’t let anyone touch her neck. Though he understood why she acted this way, it made him sad. Dewey had cut Anemone off from the world while alive. Now his dying bit of trickery was sealing her off again.

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“Is this ok?” she asked him.

Dominic sighed. Once again, she had covered her neck. Though he did have to hand it to her: she was starting to be creative with the cover-up. She had paired her black collared coat with a festive, frilly scarf. “I think it’s a bit much.”

“Oh…well, I’ll just change into another shirt and we’ll be on our way.”

He couldn’t let her do that. He jumped from his seat and caught her before she could turn back to her closet. “You don’t need to change much…see…” he murmured as he reached to touch the scarf. Anemone let out a little whimper but dropped her protest as he gently unwrapped it. He turned her toward the mirror and asked, “Don’t you think this is better?”

“But…but…don’t you see it?” she stammered.

“I don’t see anything.”

She stared at her image a moment, confused over his comment. Eventually, she shrugged. “If you say so. Now let’s go!”