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quiet_curiosity ([personal profile] quiet_curiosity) wrote2007-08-12 05:54 pm

Better Than Surrender

Title: Better Than Surrender
Fandom: Eureka seveN (Spoilers EP 48-49)
Characters: Dominic/Anemone
Words: 400
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Eureka seveN was created by Studio BONES and is distributed by Bandai. I receive no monetary benefit from this work.
Summary: At the end, the right choice is clear.

For [livejournal.com profile] 30_kisses, theme #27 - overflow

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The dried salt trails that stained her face had so many meanings on this day, most of them dreadful. The world, Dewey had once told her, had an inclination to shift just when you least expected it to do so. She hadn’t known the real truth of it until this day. Why did it have to shift his way!

Anemone stared at the metal husk that had once been theEND. Like Dominic and Gulliver, it had been by her side during this whole ordeal. Unlike them, it had felt every barb and strike that she had experienced. It was her pain twin and the only one who truly knew her despair. They had evolved together and she had believed that they would see the new world together as well. That was not to be. She stared at the cost of its sacrifice and the tears swelled in her eyes and nearly began to fall again. “Why?” she asked hoarsely.

“I don’t think we’ll ever really know.”

It was Dominic. She felt his hand clamp down upon her shoulder and, as if out of instinct, nuzzled it with her cheek. He could not know all of it, she thought, but that’s good for him. One of us should remain pure.

“Do you know what is next?” she asked.

“I don’t know.” She thought he sounded hesitant.

“Then what do you suppose will happen?”

“It won’t be good.”

She couldn’t disagree. Though she had tried to keep them at bay, the tears began to flow again. She turned and fell into his arms, bringing them both down to their knees. She rammed her mouth against his own and stayed there – pressed and barely breathing – until neither could maintain the hold. “I can’t see the end of this,” she muttered, “and I can’t let you go.”

“We promised to see this to the end,” he said, his voice tight, “and I won’t pull back on it now!”

And so, slowly and with much pain, they stood. With their hands entwined, they stared ahead. They knew that he was coming. They knew that whatever he had planned for this world would leave his two failures dead. But now, they knew, was not the time to lie down and let it happen with their heads in the hands and tears overflowing. If need be, their love and devotion would be their last act of defiance.