TITLE: Getting To Know You
AUTHOR: Calicia
RATING: G
SERIES: Bubblegum Crisis Tokyo 2040
PAIRING: Priss/Linna
SYNOPSIS: Written for EmGee's 'A-Z or Z-A' challenge. This tone goes A-Z.
DISCLAIMER: Bubblegum Crisis and it's characters belong to Madman
Entertainment, I think. Not me, anyway. I'm just playing, no money, don't sue,
etc., etc.
NOTES: A 'zephyr' is a 'mild, gentle breeze.'
***
"About time you got here," Priss said, not looking away from watching the
sunset on the waves. Behind her, Linna got off that absurd little motor scooter
– it didn't deserve the name 'motorbike' – and came over to stand just behind
Priss where she sat on her bike. Cool breezes came off the water onto the
bridge.
"Don't tell me you would have waited too much longer for me," Linna replied in
an amused tone of voice. Even with the traffic, she heard Priss mutter
something noncommittal.
"Fine, Priss," Linna said. "Got something to say, or not?" Her hands rested on
the motorbike seat as she leant over so she could actually talk to Priss' face,
rather than the back of her head.
"I...," Priss began. "Jeez. Kids like Nene are bad enough to work with, but how
does Sylia expect me to work with someone who fancies herself a superhero?
Linna, I was going to say...oh, forget it!"
Moving back as Priss swung one leg over the seat and began her motorbike's
engine, Linna wondered what Priss had been going to say, and why she
hadn't been able to say it.
//Now I see why Priss wanted you,// she heard Sylia's voice in her memory,
right after Sylia had commented on how pretty she, Linna, was.
//Oh my...could that really be it?// she thought,
smiling at the memory and it's intimations before the motorbike engine pulled
her back to reality.
"Priss!" she screamed, trying to make herself heard and stop Priss before the
other woman rode away. Querying eyes looked at her as Priss turned her
head and raised her helmet's visor.
"Running away doesn't seem like you," Linna said.
"So you think you know me well enough to predict my behaviour?" Priss asked
in reply, speaking in the only tone Linna had heard from her before she'd been
lost for words a few moments earlier – mocking.
"To know how someone's likely to act if it's in
keeping with what you know of them doesn't mean you have to know them
that well," Linna replied, not particularly caring how much sense that made as
she bent down slightly and brought her face closer to Priss' so that the two of
them were practically nose-to-nose. "Uh, Priss, I would, um...I would like to
get to know you a lot better. Very much so," she added softly, glancing down
slightly and thinking that she really was being much too forward.
"Well," Priss said, nearly as softly, tapping her
fingers on the motorbike's casing and making Linna think of an instrument.
Xylophone, that was what it sounded like, Linna decided as she glanced up at
Priss to see if she'd really been way off the mark and had annoyed the other
woman.
"Y'know, Linna, that's what I wanted to say to you," Priss said, smiling as
Linna felt first relief, than happiness that she hadn't been wrong, and that they
were both going to get what they wanted. Zephyrs off the water seemed to
envelope them both in cool sea air as they smiled at each other a moment
longer, before both riding off together.
***
I'm beginning to hate the letter X...