Loke x Lucy drabbles for LoLu Week 2015.
Day 3: Lock and Key
I've had many masters. Some were just … there. They wanted me to fight, and I did. Then they would send me home. Some were plain abusive. I was a tool, and they wielded me like one would swing around a sword. I admit, I've had a few mistresses who were more interested in other assets than my ability to fight. I was fine with that, too.
They've come and gone over the centuries. You'd think I could remember each and every one, but I can't. Faces blur, then fade, their voices calling my name become forgotten, and only a shadow of an impression is left behind.
I used to wonder if she would be like that, just another blank and blurry face, a memory of golden hair and a golden heart, but the name forgotten as the centuries pass. Maybe that would have been the case if she came across my key a normal way.
Lucy is anything but normal, though.
She poured out her magic and her heart to save me, and I love her for it. The briefness of her life haunts me. I come out as often as I can, dragging out the time we have together, and I treasure each moment I get to spend with her. I want her, now and forever, but for humans … forever is impossible.
Some days, the pain of knowing what the future will inevitably hold becomes too depressing. I try to put her out of my mind with other women, meaningless flirting, but it doesn't help. My mind keeps drifting back to her, to that smile, the laugh, those brown eyes and flash of gold in her hair.
If she does fade over the centuries, I hope I can at least remember one thing: the musical sound of her laugh and the smile she gives to me after a fight.
Please, don't let her fade from my mind! She deserves to have her face etched into the stars.
In all the centuries of faceless masters, I want Lucy to stand forefront, a solid memory, no haze, no blank visage, no detail forgotten. She's more than a master, more than even just a friend.
She is the woman who owns my heart … lock and key!