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Fickle ([personal profile] fickle) wrote2006-07-28 05:47 pm

Icon/fic meme!

Comment to this post, using an icon that you'd like me to drabble about. Doesn't have to be a fandom/pairing icon, I'm capable of writing original drabbles as well.

Edit: Also, to those people that I was talking about how YGO never has police in it or government figures? I wrote a fic based around that here, which is open to as much concrit as you'd like to throw at it. Clearly, I'm in a writing mood today.

Edit Two: Don't feel obliged to repost the meme. XD I know lots of you are really busy, so you can request without needing to repost.

OMG. Yuki! *hopes she can do it justice*

[identity profile] fickle-goddess.livejournal.com 2006-07-29 11:06 am (UTC)(link)
When he's feeling uninspired, Yuki leans out of the window of his apartment and stares down at the people below. En masse, they're overwhelming, just a bustling crowd of self-centered idiots. He picks out a cluster or two, tracks them with his eyes.

Schoolgirls, three of them, giggling and keeping their arms linked as they walk down the street. They put their heads together and laugh, and one of them mock-slaps the other before bowing and apologizing profusely. Happy, friendly and useless for this novel.

A boy on his own, shuffling along sullenly. Even from this distance, Yuki can see the way the boy's shoulders slouch inwards. His stance is both defiant and wary, like the boy is challenging the world but curling in preparation for being kicked.

Yuki rests his chin on one hand and turns his attention to an old lady as the boy disappears from sight. She's ... rich. Must be. She's got bodyguards clustered around her and is vehemently scolding them about something. Or trying to kill a fly with her cane, judging from the way that she's waving it around.

His lips turn downwards, and Yuki lights a cigarette, takes a slow, langorous suck from it and exhales. The grey smoke clouds his vision for a little, and makes the world seem to blur and disappear. He keeps watching anyway, eyes narrowed to try to pierce through the self-made fog.

Yuki's safe up there. Nobody's ever going to (save) see him.