The short korekiu vs fuyuhaji fic
Her eyes narrowed, tounge flitting out to wet her lips, but to him it looked more like a snake scenting the air for its prey. Ironic, some form of him thought as he shifted his weight. To be facing off against the ‘seller of secrets’, as his… friend… told him, was a dangerous task that took the skill of somebody not afraid to dive straight deep into the Arctic ocean. Like he’d actually do that.
“You are not yet talking,” she hissed, taking a slight step forwards in the podium. “Of course not,” he snapped back. “I gotta wait, huh? For the others,"
"It seems to me,” and her posture changed for the fifth time, “that you let the others speak too much,” There was a sharpness to her voice that cut like the shard of a broken mirror. It was the only way he could describe it. “You are a leader, aren’t you? But you let the others lead you, and you not help them. Do you feel entitled to this, being the son of the yazuka king?” Her hands were closed around her throat. “I am the daughter of a strangled inventor and an anthropologist burned for his sisters sins. I am the daughter of two murderers. I am the daughter of everything. You are the son who was born to everything. You are the son of nothing."
Tears were welled up in his eyes now, threatening to spill their secrets across his face and freckles so she could pick them off one by one. Sometimes he wished. Sometimes, he wished that he didn’t.
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Oh my gosh.....That is astonishing! How did you write that so quickly? And it’s such a cool interpretation of both characters! GAH! I love it so much!
