dix-huit. [ RL with Kamina ]

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[ She was losing control. She could feel herself losing it, that was the worst part, to know what was happening. That tight control she always had over herself-- not in the sense that she held back or hid things any more than a girl hides things, but in the sense that she always had a firm handle on who she was, where she was going, and how she was getting there-- that control had started crumbling in the taxi. She felt like she'd left pieces of it all over the library, overhearing what she had. As long as they didn't tell anyone, it would be fine. It would all be fine.

But she didn't feel fine, and she didn't feel like it would be fine. It was only half the illness; she felt that familiar lightheadedness and chills that came and went but always came again. But it was the desperation and hurt that kept her wandering the streets; desperation for what, she didn't know. (What the hurt was about, she knew all too well; Grace's words kept ringing in her ears.)

She'd never noticed her face on every screen. It had been part of the background, the general wallpaper of the world. But now everything was green and orange, and she didn't resent Ranka her success except she did, and she hated herself for it.

"Please come to my revenge live! This time, it's definitely happening!"

Sheryl didn't even have the self-possession to pull herself up onto the curb; she sank down to her knees on the street, too feverish and out of it now to even know if she was sobbing, or if she was just hallucinating in the rain. ]

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[ she grabs the grocery pad off the fridge and writes something down, before ripping the paper off the pad and shoving it in her pocket. she turns to face him, hands on hips ] Did you eat at all, when I was gone?

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[he grins sheepishly in what is very clearly a 'no'.] Forgot all about it.

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[ she shakes her head, and goes to pick up his bowl to put it in the microwave ] You really are something else.

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In the good way, right?

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[ she pauses for a moment, hands on the bowl, as if she's on the verge of saying something-- and then whisks it away with her usual airy demeanor ]

Oh, maybe on a good day!

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Hey....! [not even remotely hurt by her statement, but it's the principle of the thing, donchaknow. she can joke with a little bit more of her heart in it. pokes at his ego can and will be taken in stride. he rises from his chair and joins her at the microwave, hugging her middle from behind.] Even on bad days!

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[ she puts the bowl into the microwave, but pauses before pressing any buttons, resting her arms on his, lowering her head a bit ] ...Mm. Even on bad days.

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[he places his nose in the crook of her shoulder.] Mmm.

Food can wait 'til tomorrow, ya know.

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[ she's running her thumb idly over one of his hands. It's larger than hers, in a way she hadn't noticed before ]

Now there's something I never thought I'd hear you say.

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[he mumbles after a beat of silence (one that he takes full advantage of by lightly kissing behind her ear),] Me neither.

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[ she's feeling something she can't quite put just one word to; it's not that she's forgotten everything that's been depressing her, reducing her into a kind of half-asleep semi-Sheryl, it's just that she's not focused on it. Like she's standing in an island of safety, while the monsoon rages on.

She half-turns, leaning against his chest ]

Kamina, I...

Thank you.

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[him with her like this. this is good. when she's 100%, it will be better, but for now.

this is good.

'you have a chance at real happiness,' is what lockon had said. that it would help more than hurt. she needed the help, he wanted to give it to her. he would give anything she needed right now if he could. well...time to bite the bullet and try, right?]

You don't have to thank me for doin' something I want to. And--uh. Well. Why wouldn't I?

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[ she shakes her head ] I'm thanking you because you don't have to do anything that you've been doing, but you have anyway.

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You're wrong. I do have to. A man doesn't leave the people he cares about out to dry. And definitely not he people he.... [blushing, why is there blushing, what happened to this being a totally cool moment EVASIVE ACTION] He. Um.

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[ she tilts her head up to look at his face ] Hmm?

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[SHERYL WHY CAN'T YOU READ HIS MIND; the blushing is getting worse and he's managed to stammer himself into flustered town: population, 1. what he wouldn't give for a translator right now.]

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[ ...she's torn between fond amusement and disbelief at how short it took for him to turn into a stammering wreck ]

Honestly, Kamina, I love you, but sometimes you're just embarrassing.

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[.........

wait a minute.

she just. and. but he.

WAIT A MINUTE.

I'm not embarrassing!

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What, you can't take a little teasing now~?

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No, it's--well, yeah, but--! [flummoxed beyond all reason, kamina is reduced to staring in disbelief.]

Ya mean it?

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[ it had slipped out, but the fact it had slipped out so easily meant she wouldn't step back now. She wriggled out from his arms, turning to face him, clasping her hands behind her back ]

Girls don't say things like that they don't mean, you know.

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[he didn't know at all, but he was willing to take this on good faith. no girl had ever said this to him. not out loud anyway. with yoko, he'd just known. they didn't have to say anything. even when he'd died and she'd come to the community, it was just picking back up where they'd barely begun to start.

and three times. it had never been enough to make her stay. remember. come back.

honestly? he was a little scared of what could happen. but it couldn't be worse than walking away from what was happening right now.

kamina turns and briefly kisses her with no hesitation. he pulls back, saying,] You'll get paid back 100 times over.

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[ she rests her head against his chest; there isn't any teasing in her voice any more ]

You've done more than enough already, you know.

[ She's not used to feeling vulnerable; she doesn't like it. Just a week of it was unbalancing her enough. And because she was Sheryl, she pushed it down and pretended it wasn't there, but...

maybe if it was just one person, that was all right. ]

...I'm scared, Kamina.

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[he hugs her around the shoulders.] 's okay, being scared. Lotsa people get scared. It's how you deal with it that makes you who you are.

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[ she felt like she'd told someone that herself, once, but that wasn't important right now. She pulled him down by his shirt collar to kiss him firmly. Someone was here beside her; she wasn't alone. ]