Written for the 100 Themes Challenge on the UsakoMamoru LJ Community. This was my first drabble and I plan to submit/ post more in the following days/weeks/months (/years?)
#24: Dragonfly
She stood at the prow of the rowboat, and for some reason, his eyes of midnight-blue couldn't, wouldn't leave her figure.
Her back was to him so that he could see the delicate curvature of her spine. She faced the delightful warmth of the sun as it bathed her in its golden light and he was sure her features were sparkling with joy. It was a lovely day, but really, it was nothing to her.
He didn't notice the sly looks Motoki shot him, the same Motoki who had literally dragged him out of his apartment for a day with the girls. The same Motoki who'd accidentally plunked him on the head with his oar five seconds after they'd left land. Who was Motoki again?
Her arms were outstretched, her lavender-blue wrap spreading with them, fluttering in the tender breeze that sifted through her pigtails and caressed her flushed cheek. The light caused the wrap to appear iridescent and glimmering, like the wings of a dragonfly.
That's it, he thought to himself. She's a dragonfly. Gliding across the smooth lake waters without a care in the world.
And then he, the frog, intent upon taking the dragonfly's pleasure, had to let its tongue loose: "Hey Odango, move your big head so other people can see!"
She pivoted, about to retort, one hand releasing an end of her gossamer wrap. Somehow she tangled herself in it and tripped. Her golden antennae flew out as she slammed into the water with the grace of...well, definitely not a dragonfly. SPLASH!
Dragonfly overboard.
So that's that. I had fun writing it, and hope you enjoyed it. Please don't ask for me to update this drabble; it defeats the purpose. But I shall be writing more in the coming days. Until next time!
