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Summary: Two hundred years, and all of them have changed. -Nanao, Rose, Lisa
AN: Saw this headcanon somewhere a while ago, and it wouldn't leave my mind. That being said, there will be more of these Nanao-Lisa-Rose family fics to come.
Feedback is appreciated.
family reunion
"This is a joke, right?"
Nanao's voice is tight, and the words barely make it out of her throat before they are swallowed by the suffocating silence that engulfs the room.
Yadomaru Lisa, former vice-captain and pardoned Visored, stands stiff and unmoving in the doorway of Nanao's office, her unnaturally green eyes flashing with emotions that Nanao cannot discern. Behind Lisa stands Rose - another Visored, a man that Nanao knows only by name - shakes his head slowly in answer, yellow-gold hair glinting in the candlelight.
"...because you are not honestly saying that you're my mother and I'm your daughter and he's your husband and he's my father and the reason I don't know any of this is because you abandoned me right after I was born!" Nanao explodes in an uncharacteristic display of passion. "You're not serious, right?! Yadomaru-fukutaichou, Yadomaru-san, Lisa-san, Lisa - I don't even know what to call you any more! How am I supposed to believe that I'm related to you, when I haven't heard a single thing from you for over a century?"
Lisa does not answer, and it's like they never knew each other to begin with.
Rose, harmony's advocate, decides to speak. He is looking at a distant point beyond her, and does not meet her eye. His voice is low, heavy with regret and exhaustion.
"It's true, Nanao-san - Lisa and I are indeed your mother and father. As you might know, we were once the vice captain of the Eighth and the Captain of the Third respectively, but certain circumstances..." he trails off, assuming that she knows the rest of the story. Which she does.
The air grows thick with more unasked questions, but Rose continues.
"We will be able to explain everything later, Nanao-san, when the time is right, and when there are no more forces that work to destroy us. But right now, what we wanted you to know is that we are your true parents, by flesh and blood-"
He finally looks directly at her, and Nanao is shocked to see eyes the exact same shade of purple-violet as her own staring into her soul.
"I'm so sorry," Lisa is whispering, the words repeating themselves over and over again on the older woman's tongue. "So, so sorry Nanao-chan, I-I-" Her hands, thinner and more delicate than Nanao remembers them to be, clutch rapidly at air.
Rose finishes the rest of what he was going to say.
"...and that we missed you. Truly, we did."
Nanao bursts into tears, and falls into her mother's arms.