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“So??” she retorted indignantly, petulant as her arms folded and she whirled to look up at him again. “That doesn’t matter, you’re supposed to be the smart one or whatev—“ She was only scrambling because she suddenly felt embarrassed for her lack of planning. But her thoughts quickly shattered as the volleyball blurred by and smacked Shinra in the face.[break][break]
All Blue could manage to do was gawk up at him, mouth slack. It fell into her hands as it bounced off of his face and lost momentum. She looked down at it, and then back up to him slowly.[break][break]
And then some of the tension broke.[break][break]
Laughter spilled out of her mouth as Blue howled, unable to quell the reaction. Not when he looked so stricken. She was certain she’d never seen that sort of expression cross Shinra’s face, and she was fairly sure she wouldn’t again any time soon. Tears sprang to the corners of her eyes, and she had to twist away from him to calm herself—certain that if she continued, she wouldn’t be able to stop laughing.[break][break]
“Sorry..” she wheezed, though Blue wasn’t terribly sorry. Her emotions were bright and loud, and for once it felt good when it wasn’t anger. Or the bubbling, confused fluttery awkwardness that she had been jarred from.[break][break]
As she was wiping at her eyes with the heel of her hand, she noticed two beefed up guys approaching. presumably the owners of the volleyball. Uncaring, she might’ve lobbed it back and been done with it. If not for the, “Check out his face, what a loser” that wafted up through the humid air to her ears.[break][break]
Directed followed by a cocky smile as one looked her way. “Hey cutie, you wanna play ball?”[break][break]
The red of her eyes flared hotter, “You wanna say that first bit a little louder, asshole?” Her posture squared up, the ball cocked back in her palm like a catapult launcher. “You wanna insult my boyf..r.. my…”[break][break]
Her mind stumbled. Was that what he was?[break][break]
“You wanna see what happens if you do?” She fastforwarded the rest of her tirade, like she hadn’t made the verbal slip. It didn’t matter, she had slipped into goblin mode regardless.[break][break]
The soft, flustered and somewhat shy girl from minutes before evaporating instantly at even the concept of smelling dudebro blood in the water.

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POSTED ON Oct 27, 2024 6:21:56 GMT

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The distraction is a blessing because it means she doesn’t have to attempt to decipher Callie’s actions in the heat of the moment. The distraction is a curse because it sets in motion a series of cracks in the structure of their relationship that she’s almost certain cannot be patched if it all shatters on impact.[break][break]
murk.[break][break]
This wasn’t happening.[break][break]
This wasn’t happening.[break][break]
“It’s no one, I don’t know. He’s drunk, obviously.” Not so obviously.[break][break]
She can hear Callie questioning her, but it doesn’t feel real. She’s outside of her body, watching herself pull the other girl away from the interaction. Callie follows, but it feels wrong. Blue tries to pull all the pieces back in, but they scatter in her grasp.[break][break]
Every piece is to finite for her to grasp, and she can’t regain control of the situation.[break][break]
“It…wasn’t anyone. No one that matters.”[break][break]
Her voice wobbled, though. She felt too hot, like she was burning under the skin. Vision tunneling, her breath felt loud between her own ears.[break][break]
“Someone I’d rather forget.”[break][break]
Blue inhaled sharply, and she tried to will the feeling of being thoroughly caught away. Because Callie hasn’t accused her of anything. Not yet, anyway.[break][break]
The guilt was swallowing her up, and yet she still didn’t want to relent and give up the ghost. Every part of her hoped that Callie would just read her reaction as emotional distress. That this was no more than a bad break up, or something.[break][break]
Anything for them to rewind back the days to when there was no suspicion between them. She chances a glance up at her friend, then, but she immediately regrets because Blue knows that it’s all written there across her face.

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She was trying to get better at the whole beach thing. Since her trip with Shinra Moro, she'd been more curious about it. Or maybe about existing out in the world. In public. Something she'd shied away from on most days, at best. Her mightyena was thrilled with the prospect, and she left Bonnie to splash along the shoreline in the salty water as she stood with her poliwag. "You think we can find some free stuff?" she asked it, and it blinked up at her with blank, blithe eyes. Then chirped happily. "You sound confident, okay. Let's see." Wading into the water where the diving station was set up, she shivered but forced herself to dunk below the surface - awkwardly paddle-swimming after the much more capable poliwag.

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The sound of the front door snapping shut harshly pulled her from her slumber. Red eyes squinted open, though she didn’t fully register where she was at first. Right. She’d gone to Shinra’s and put on a movie. It had ended, the screen reverting to a loop of trailers for the streaming platform’s new shows and releases. She shut her eyes against the blue light of the television.[break][break]
But then her attention shifted to the sound of someone shuffling through the space, all of it familiar and practiced. Though perhaps a little more agitated than usual. Shinra, her mind supplied. When she rose from where she’d been curled up, though, she realized that he hadn’t stopped to say anything, or even ask when she’d come. Sure, her presence had become more of an expected thing, but surely not that expected.[break][break]
She followed the sound. The running tap of hot water in the far bedroom. Bleary-eyed, she sought the source—addled with groggy confusion over the fact that he hadn’t woken her with a greeting. Or maybe he hadn’t noticed her there. Behind her, the little vulpix trotted along, ever present. The heel of her hand rubbed at an eye as she yawned and tried to blink the sleep away.[break][break]
“Shin..?” It was no more than a sleepy mumble. The warmth of steam blew across her cheeks. Even through the haziness, something felt off. Blue was helpless to interpret it, though. A soft frown tugged at her mouth. “You okay? Is it late?” She didn’t know what time it was. How long had she been asleep? There was no way of really knowing if he’d arrived home at the normal time, or if it was far later than usual. There was a clock on the far wall, but she didn’t squint in an attempt to read it.[break][break]
His posture was tense, musculature rigid as he stood facing away. She knew better than to reach out and touch his arm. Knew what she would have done if it were her. Her ears strained, catching the burble of mutters she couldn’t interpret. So she stood there silently, muddled and confused, as she stifled another yawn.

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Blue chewed on her lip, a shiver zipping up her spine at the soft contact. It was a strange feeling—slick with sunscreen, but her mind fixated on the movement of his hands. Every touch careful and deliberate, but soft in its own right. Her ears remained bright red despite his intent to keep her from burning.[break][break]
Slowly, but surely, though, she managed to relax some. Shoulders slumping and arms loosening from where they hung pin straight and rigid at her sides. Blue still didn’t dare look back at him, though. As if she were convinced that it would make this somehow infinitely weirder and not at all like a completely normal thing that many people often did for each other.[break][break]
Could he hear her heart thumping? He probably could, it was so loud inside her own head.[break][break]
But it wasn’t bad, either. This contact. It wasn’t the same at all as what she’d come to know from most others. Even with those she felt she could trust (or had trusted, at one time,) there was always a certain boundary there. She remembered simple affection with Theo. Something dim, like a head perched on his shoulder, or bumping arms with him. But it had taken years of that strange, dreamlike time to accept.[break][break]
This felt easier, though. For some inexplicable reason, trusting Shinra came easier. Maybe because they’d never really made any pretenses with one another about the nature of what they really were.[break][break]
“Thanks,” she replied, sneaking another look before roughly clearing her throat. “Though I don’t think I burn so bad.” Not as bad as he did, anyway. Her voice felt squeaky, which was embarrassing for someone normally so gruff. It was only then, though, that she realized that she didn’t really know what to do at the beach, exactly.[break][break]
Sure, she had an idea based on television and movies, but when had Blue ever gone out of her way to do something like this? To have fun, or what should have been fun. “What…now?” Did they frolic in the sand like their pokemon still were? The mental image of Shinra prancing about in the sand was one that drew a quiet huff of laughter from her.

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He doesn’t confirm her claim, but he doesn’t deny it either. Her words hang there between them and even if she’d like to blame the disconnect she feels now on what she’s just said, that wouldn’t be true.[break][break]
It happened long before now.[break][break]
When she couldn’t shift back to the way they’d been before they left.[break][break]
Even with that knowledge, she still can’t.[break][break]
She won’t.[break][break]
She shakes her head as he begins to depart. Zapdos roosts, watching them with sharp eyes before it turns away with disinterest in trivial human dramas.[break][break]
“No, Theo. I don’t think you will.” Fang wanders back to her side and nudges her into motion. Her fingers drift over the lucario’s fur, but she’s watching his retreating figure and something in her goes cold as she hollows out. “Bye.”

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More and more often, she’d found herself hunkering down in Shinra’s apartment. Her own had never really been a source of solace, sparsely furnished and empty as it was. And really, it wasn’t as if his place was much better—everything was kept in such meticulous order that it was like he barely had any belongings at all.[break][break]
But Shinra was there.[break][break]
And that was the difference.[break][break]
Or rather, he was usually there. Blue didn’t often ask where it was he went, or where he returned from late in the evenings. Sometimes she could piece together the simpler things—a brown bag of produce. A new book tied neatly in parcel paper.[break][break]
But there were other nights too. The ones where Shinra came home with a somber expression. Briefcase or file folders in hand and she’d know he’d been working. Usually, it had to do with work.
She didn’t ask. He didn’t offer.[break][break]
So she had thought little of it when he’d not been there when she’d turned up at his door like a hungry stray. She knew how to let herself in now, and despite her own lack of care, she knew how to be tidy now too. Shoes lined up on the mat by the door. Food wrappers properly discarded and spills wiped up. [break][break]
Her mightyena shed something fierce, so she didn’t release Bonnie on his couch where she herself curled up under a blanket to wait for him. Even though she liked it when the canine slept on her feet. Instead, the snowy vulpix she’d received from him some months ago was bundled up in her arms—a source of comfort.[break][break]
The blanket smelled like Shinra. And with it pulled up over her nose, it hid her smile. When did she start caring about mushy things like that?[break][break]
Her intent had been to stay up, but the work that she was still dragging her feet through (also left undiscussed) caught up, and she dozed off to the sound of some dumb movie that was way more lovey than she’d thought when she picked it.

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“I could,” she replied, cocking her foot back a little. If it were someone else and she were feeling particularly mean, Blue might’ve kicked sand at them. But it wasn’t difficult to tell that Shinra was uncomfortable in the sand, even if he put on a brave face. She wouldn’t dirty him more with it, prank or not. “I’m average height.” Blue huffed, little grumbly sounds following her argument.[break][break]
“I wouldn’t mind it.” It was out of her mouth before she even thought to hold it back. Her eyes rounded and she turned her face away as heat licked at her cheeks. What was that? Her fingers curled tighter around the handle of the umbrella and she resisted the panic-urge to smack him with it and run away while he was fighting with it.[break][break]
But if that didn’t obliterate her on the spot, his next question certainly did. Her face lit with color and all words seemed to fall out of her head. She blinked up at him, a deerling in the headlights until she cleared her throat roughly and twisted until she was back to him. “Uh…yeah, sure.” Blue spoke hastily, head ducking once in acceptance.[break][break]
There was no way she could look at him just then. Maybe not at first, anyway. Touch often made her skin prickle with unease, the contact always the precursor to bad. Rough hands, her body not her own anymore. But the idea of Shinra slathering her with sunblock (gross?) felt different in her mind.[break][break]
Her shoulders, which had hunched up toward her ears, without her really thinking about it, slowly relaxed and settled. She glanced sidelong back over her shoulder at him and then quickly away again. Ears on fire, the back of her neck blazing. An act of trust in its own right, as inconsequential as the act of helping someone with their sunblock seemed.[break][break]
Stupid, she chided herself, you’ve kissed for fuck’s sake. But they hadn’t really touched back then, either. And when she’d come back from that alternate reality, she’d been raw and emotionally upheaved. She hadn’t felt like herself at that moment.[break][break]
Or maybe she had. She wasn’t sure. Just that now she was filled with a confused, fluttery sort of anticipation, and really he should just get it over with.

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POSTED ON Aug 13, 2024 19:43:48 GMT

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Blue doesn’t want the finer technicalities. He could go through all of the logistical details, all the contractual notes. But it wouldn’t matter. She’s an invisible face in a sea of others who are like her. Just there to carry out the act. Why should it matter if she stayed or went? The wheel would keep turning without her.[break][break]
When Theo speaks, it’s with a gentleness she knows in the back of her mind. It tugs with a familiarity that makes something in her ache. But those lost years are foggy in her memory now. Try as she might, she can’t grasp them. Nor can she trust the Theo standing in front of her now to be the same Theo from a constructed, false reality.[break][break]
She is not stupid, she knows he is only saying what she’d like to hear.[break][break]
“Am I?” She laughs, the sound hollow. All of it hollow. In her ears, in the center of her chest. “Because I feel more like a pawn than somebody I just don’t believe you anymore, Theo.”[break][break]
She lifts herself back up, swaying lightly on her feet. “But that’s nothing new to me.”

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“Fine,” she grumbled–only because the teasing cadence of his insistence made her insides swarm like a beedrill nest that had been voraciously kicked.[break][break]
Awkwardly, she picked at a loose string in the hem of her tank top. Dark red eyes darted sideways and up to glance at him in profile before hurriedly looking away again. That flustery feeling returned, a prickly self-consciousness when she registered that despite the heat and his obvious discomfort with it, he looked nice. The realization hit her like a sack of bricks, and her knees went all wobbly.[break][break]
She didn’t exactly know what to do with that feeling. What to say about it, or where to even put it. It felt like a fizzy soda in her stomach. Like when he’d kissed that night, months ago. Before everything else that had happened in between.[break][break]
Blue chewed her lip and looked down at her toes, already sandy as she marched forward to find a spot for them to settle. It made the soles of her feet feel crunchy.[break][break]
It was easier to fixate on that sensory distraction than the quick patter of her heart.[break][break]
“Yeah, you’re kinda pasty,” she remarked flatly, though there was a small hitch at the corner of her mouth. “Uhm yeah. I’m not pint-sized, thanks.” She sort of was when she stood next to him, but it wasn’t her fault that he was apparently half giant.[break][break]
With both hands she hoisted up the umbrella, arms stretched over her head as high as they could go. “See?” I can do it.” She huffed, somewhat bratty, but it was quickly smothered. Blue eyed the bottle of sunblock, face heating. “Um…yeah. But I’m holding this now..”
She could burn, it was fine.

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Blue has to wonder if those are truly the only options left to her. Why he’s so adamant it can only be one extreme or the other. She watches him as he stands, but makes no effort to move herself. She remains, knees and palms in the dirt as she turns her face up toward him.[break][break]
She used to look at him like he brought the sun after too long in the rain and gray.[break][break]
“But does it really have to be?”[break][break]
The frustration and heat has left her voice. Something pathetic continues to crawl up her throat.[break][break]
“I’m not like you. I’m not important. I’m nobody.”

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Her expression twists in frustration.[break][break]
But she stays silent.[break][break]
Blue’s gaze falls, and her fingers curl tight in fists at her sides. This isn’t fair. Why should she have to deny every part of herself? There is so much bad in her, so much she can’t stand it.[break][break]
But there is also so much she has only begun to learn.[break][break]
The good parts, the parts that have been lost or denied to her for all of her life.[break][break]
Maybe a blank slate should feel like an opportunity. A new chance.[break][break]
It only feels overwhelming to her.[break][break]
“I’m not leaving Hoenn,” she says stubbornly. Her voice is hoarse from the shrieking. “I don’t want to die.” She looks up again, this time pleading. It feels so pathetic.[break][break]
At one time, she’d learned to accept it around him. To expose those soft, ugly pieces and know that it was okay. When did it stop?[break][break]
Why did it have to?[break][break]
“If you had just left like you said, this wouldn’t be happening.” Even as she says it, a part of her knows that it wouldn’t have ever come to that. He was rooted too deep. And she was stupid to have thought their bond made any sort of difference.

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