Fic: Two Sides of the Same Coin for 30_kisses

[quiet_curiosity]

Title: Two Sides of the Same Coin
Fandom: Eureka Seven (No Spoilers)
Pairing: Dominic/Anemone
Words: 549
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Eureka seveN was created by Studio BONES and is distributed by Bandai. I receive no monetary benefit from this work.

For 30_kisses, theme #26: if only I could make you mine

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He was almost always with her, but she knew that it wasn’t really of his own will. Dewey had placed Dominic there. That was where his loyalties could be found. She had heard that Dewey was something of a savior for Dominic. She could understand his admiration. And she couldn’t help but notice the serious yet admirable he always took when discussing their commander. He always said things like “Dewey faced down this and so can” or “We have to do our best to please Dewey.” Perhaps,, she thought, but that’s not all there is to life.

She often felt as if she should ask Dewey to put Dominic under her sole command. Usually, he only acted as if their relationship was solely dictated by his being assigned to her. She wanted him as something else, something like a confidante. She would show him that there was more to life than just work and orders. She would make him slow down, enjoy some well-cooked food, watch a few moments of television of the set that she had smuggled in from the outside, and then laze around as they discussed their day. They would still work. After all, neither of them could let Dewey down. But she would still have him be her courtier – at her beck and call and always ready to kiss her royal hand. She knew that they could be separated by situation but still be close. She just needed a chance to show him.

She knew that there was no way that it would happen. But she always believed that she could dream that it were so.

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She was almost always with him, but he knew that her mind was somewhere else. And he knew what her mind dwelled on: Dewey. He was something of savior to Anemone. He knew that much. She was always a bit sullen when he was away. When he would come back, she would rush to his side and speak of nearly nothing else for his entire visit. But he didn’t quite know why she always talked about him as if she were enraptured. “Oh, Dewey is amazing and can do anything,” she would say. Perhaps, he thought, but that can’t be all there is to life.

He often felt as if he should take her away from the complex. She needed to know that there was more to life than their commander. She needed to know that life could be pleasant without the pomp and circumstance of the military. He wanted to take her one those small rustic towns that one usually only reads about in novels. They could drink in the fresh, clean air as they strolled through the markets before settling in at an inn for a well-cooked meal. Sure, they would eventually have to go back to reality. After all, they couldn’t let down Dewey. But he wanted her to know what real life could be. If she chose to reward him with a well-placed kiss on the cheek, he was perfectly fine with it. He wanted to show her that life could be more than what Dewey had to offer. He just needed a chance to show her.

He knew that it would never happen. But it was still a fantasy that he liked to visit.