100 Oneshots challenge

[3/100]

Note: Thank you to everyone who reviewed. Seriously! I've got a record amount of reviews in one day. This project is really scary, to be honest, but its really fun because I'm not bound to one theme and can write whatever. This chapter is post-war.

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Scarlet frowned. "You don't have to if you don't want to."

"I'm sorry. It's just I'm not ready."

"Will you tell me one day?" Scarlet gave him a pleading, innocent look. Her bottom lip stuck out slightly, her eyebrows turned up, and her posture was slouched as she looked up. It was the look he never said no to.

Wolf looked down at her.

"Okay. But like I said, I'm not ready."

Scarlet smiled and kissed his cheek. Wolf gave a small grin back, but Scarlet sensed it was forced. His lips were pressed together tightly and his jaw was clenched.

"I'm going to go get some lunch. Do you want to come with?"

"Not right now."

"Are you sure? It's been a whole three hours since you ate something," Scarlet joked. He nodded. "Your choice."

She headed down the stairway and into the farmhouse's kitchen. Scarlet had moved back into the house after the revolution, and to her surprise, Wolf had agreed to come back to France with her.

Scarlet had an operation on her small finger right when she returned to Earth. The emperor had provided the funding for the surgery and was even able to get her finger pre-loaded with bullets so she didn't have to carry around a gun. It wasn't very strong at long range, but it could do damage when her target was close. It did bother her that she had to aim with her small finger, but she appreciated that she actually could have a weapon.

When she finished lunch she decided to check the newsfeeds. She headed to the recliner and put her feet up before turning on her portscreen. All of them had nothing new since the end of the successful revolution except for a few gossip columns about Kai and Cinder's coming baby. It hadn't took long after their wedding for them to tell the world, and now nearly every person was talking about it.

Thud. Scarlet's head shot up at the noise. She put the devise down and went toward the room where she heard the noise, ending up in the kitchen. No one was in sight but there was a piece of paper on the table that wasn't there when she ate lunch. Picking it up, she saw handwriting that was barely legible.

Z

Scared of what she'll think
He hides behind a thick mask
Until the truth shows

She realized it was a haiku. A type of poem a history textbook had mentioned when Scarlet was learning about second-era cultures.

She found Wolf outside, walking through the lettuce fields. It was still early in the growing season, so the crops were still small. She jogged to him.

"Hi."

"Hello."

"So," she said. "I didn't know you were into poetry, Wolf."

Wolf stopped walking. "I'm not. who told you that?"

"You left the poem on the table. You know, you're the only other person who stays here. I don't think the androids or the barn cats would write it. I also don't think that some stranger walked in and said, hey, I better leave this poem on this table."

Wolf let out a small laugh. "I think that some barn cat did write that. I've been out here for about an hour."

"Do you swear on my cyborg finger that you don't know who wrote this?"

"Have I lied to you befo-" He stopped speaking when he realized the answer to that question was a yes.

She glared at him and walked away, knowing that she'd get the answers she wanted later. In the distance, she heard Wolf let out a breath.

She got back to the house quickly and headed to her room, where she found another piece of paper lying on her pillow. Oh great, she thought, the cat left another note. Rolling her eyes, she picked up the paper.

E'

Does that disguise fade? I think it shall.
Despite the best efforts of one who thickens the veil.

The poem was only two lines this time. At least she was able to understand what these poems meant. Wolf was revealing his name. Scarlet was smarter than he thought. Unfortunately he had underestimated her intelligence level. She smiled and decided to play along with it.

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Scarlet didn't find any more poems until the evening, when she and Wolf were watching dramas after a long day. She found it stuffed in between the couch cushions when Wolf went to the bathroom. By the looks of the paper, it'd been stuffed there for quite a long time. It wasn't as sophisticated as the other ones, but it made her smile.

EV

She sought out the answers
Did she find them?
Her cleverness should help her find it
If she looks close enough

At the bottom of the paper, a note was written.

Did you figure it out?

She did figure it out. Ze'ev.

Wolf came back a minute later and sat down next to her, not saying anything. Scarlet paused the drama and spoke. "I thought you weren't into poetry, Ze'ev."

He turned to her, his eyes wide. "You figured it out!" He exclaimed.

"Of course I did. I'm a Benoit. Did you forget already?"

She surprised herself by giving him a kiss. A sweet, light one. And he kissed her right back.

They parted. "Of course I remembered." And then he kissed her again.

NOTE: WHEW! This is one HECK of a chapter! It took me two and a half hours. I hope its not horrible. I'm really sorry if its not your expectations. (I'm not that good at poetry)

Please review if you have the time!

~Cx3