Rating: T / PG-13
Genre: General, Creepiness
Warnings/Summary: "You remind me strikingly of myself when I was your age."
Pairing: Tomoe Marguerite x Shizuru Viola
Word count (minus notes): 120
Author's Note: And now I want epic-sized fic exploring how Otome!Shizuru managed to avoid the crazy that overcame her in HiME. Damn.
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Pondering The Unponderable
Tomoe Marguerite truly was a marvel. Shizuru couldn't keep her eyes off of her. Those small hands, deftly snapping locks into place, caressing her cheeks, breasts, tighs. Messy, negligent scars revealed as Shizuru dutifully undressed her, signs of pushing herself too far, without stopping her hunt for perfection to recover. And her eyes - there were so many things in Tomoe's eyes, and so much missing, Shizuru could stare into them endlessly.
Shizuru imagined snapping Tomoe's neck as she washed her back, toweled her hair, but did not act. As long as Tomoe's skin repulsed her and her eyes were mad, inpenetrable, Shizuru was content pondering 'Could this have been me?'.
She wasn't that scared of Tomoe Marguerite. Not scared of herself.