Author: Neko-chan
Fandom: V For Vendetta
Rating: PG
Summary: The waltz is made up of a rhythm of three. Three is the middle ground—halfway there to a fate's end.
Notes: Something that I promised Missa a while ago. I've had it written out since April, I just… kept on putting off typing it up. :D;; Anyway, enjoy. 3
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The music fills the air and Evey closes her eyes—strong, solid arms wrap around her waist and for the first time in months, she feels grounded. 'Here,' she thinks as V's hand settles carefully at the small of her back. 'Here. This is where I belong.'
Step.
Step.
Step.
One.
Two.
Three.
She remembers the dance clearly, picturing in her mind her father dancing through their old loft with her mother. It was before her brother died; there were no more dances after that. The memories are bleak and dark, filling her mind with a labyrinth made up of shadows and wraiths. It's not a pretty place. But, then again, much of Evey's childhood wouldn't exactly be considered a pretty place.
V's arms tighten briefly around her waist and pulls her just a little bit closer. Evey leaves behind childhood memories comprised of phantoms and ghosts—back to the present, she looks up into the face of the man she has come to love.
A mask.
A mask.
How strange that she would come to love a man whose face she has never seen. 'One day. One day… One day, I would like to see his eyes.' Empty, dark, blank—a mask's eyes stare, watches, waltzes with her.
"It's tonight."
She ignores those words. They're true, yes, but now wasn't the time for them. She looks up at him, expression just as carefully blank as the mask that he wears to cover his own face. And Evey continues to dance with V.
The song is starting to wind down.
Step.
Step.
Step.
One.
Two.
Three.
Around her, the ghosts of Evey's parents continue their own dance that they had begun long ago. If she closes her eyes, Evey can once again hear their soft laughter echoing throughout their home. Looking up at V, Evey keeps her eyes wide open. The past was over and done with—the present was now. V was now.
The song ends.
"Thank you for the dance, Evey."
She just smiles at him.
Evey can still hear the music playing—the waltz hasn't ended yet.
:Owari:
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