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Memories of the Future
LadyKurama 2007.02.03. 15:43
Story 3 “Quiet Admiration”- Kuro
She never noticed him. His own twin, his own sister, barely knew he existed. She didn't even like to be called sister. It was always Tweedledee. She was embarrassed to call him brother.
So he adhered to her edicts as best as he could. He had thanklessly saved her countless of times. He had shown her nothing but professionalism. Of course, there was a lot more than a business relation.
He loved her and in more than a brotherly sense. He was in love with his twin, his mirror. It was a sin, a dirty thing, but he had gone long past caring about that. By now, all he wanted was to tell her, and have her listen. But he didn't know how to do that.
He had asked Lumiere how to get a hardheaded girl's attention. She had said, “Ask clair. She's hard-headed.” So he did. clair has said, “You gotta show her how much you're willing to sacrifice.” He had said thought for a long time on this. Of course, he was willing to give it all up for her. But how to show it?
He got his answer on the next mission. It was simple- infiltrate and destroy. Unfortunately for them, there were more enemies than expected. So Sinistra and Dextera had been called in. Unluckily for them, it would them a while to arrive.
Their enemies were illegal cyborgs, like themselves, with one difference; there was not an atom of metal in them. They were entirely made of Plastic and Cadmic, and then insulated with rubber. Neither of the twins could touch them let a lone destroy them.
Not to mention they had the lifting power of clair. They found this out the hard way, when one of them nearly broke the wall down with both of them.
“Sinistra and Dextera should be here in fifteen minutes, sister.” He informed, jumping over a fist.
“We're on duty! How many times have I told you not to call me that?” Yelled Tweedledee, dodging herself. He bit his tongue hard. She couldn't even acknowledge him alone.
“Sorry Tweedledee.” This was the way things always were. He'd have to show her now; he'd get her to notice him now.
The dodging continued. They were powerless to defeat them; it was all they could do. Both of them were hit- they weren't perfect. By now, ten minutes in, both could barely move.
“How much time do we have left, Tweedle-dum?” yelled his twin.
“Five minutes… This is too much.” Dodging again.
It was now when they realized they were surrounded.
“I told you we should have gotten back up.” Muttered Tweedledee. She was too absorbed to notice the cyborg to her right rush in.
That's when Tweedle-dum saw his sacrifice. He ran in front of the cyborg's blow, and felt it's arm go through his stomach. “Tweedle-dum!” his sister yelled, to Tweedle-dum only heard a faint whisper. He fell to the ground with a thud, and saw Tweedledee look to him as she dodged again.
At that moment, Sinistra blast ricocheted through the room. They were safe or at least Tweedledee was.
Covered now by Sinistra and Dextera, Tweedledee ran to her fallen brother. “Tweedle-dum, that was the stupidest thing you've ever done!” She yelled. Tweedle-dum smiled through the pain.” I…did…it…out…of love.”
And from that moment on, no matter how many times they were reborn, Tweedledee now looked at her brother with quiet admiration.
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