Changing turned out to be a good idea, actually, because almost no sooner had I finished rebraiding my hair than the doorbell rang. That surprised me. I mean, any telemarketer could flip through a phone book, but it took a special kind of insanity for a salesman to go door-to-door in this sort of neighborhood. Probably a Jehovah's Witness. I wondered what the expression on his face might be like if I explained Shinigami to him.
(I opened the front door, and a flash of bright green light greeted me, quickly followed by a wave of music as the goblin troupe on the porch broke into song and dance --)
I had to blink several times to dispel the illusion. Even for me, that was weird.
Heero was out on the front step. Keep in mind, please, that this was only slightly less unusual than the singing fairies. I stared at him in shock for several seconds before my brain reconnected with my mouth and I said, "Uh... hi!" Clever Duo. Witty and verbose as always.
He gave me a Look. I wasn't quite sure what kind of Look, but that was definitely a capital L out front. I opened the door a bit wider, so that I could see all of him. Damn, but he looked good. Of course, I have yet to see Heero Yuy look bad, in anything from a tuxedo to a vacuum suit, but I supposed time must have dulled my memories or something, because I didn't recall him ever looking quite this fine. He was taller, and a little more filled out -- still long and lean, but not scrawny any more -- and God but he was still so intense. I'd almost forgotten just how real Heero was, the way he could dominate and draw every eye in the room. I was suddenly aware of my own disheveled state, still slightly damp and mussed from the shower, in the same old musty clothes, with a perfect line of sight to the disaster of my apartment behind me. I made a vain effort to block his vision, and tried speech again. "Heero, man! I didn't expect to see you! It's been a long time, uh, what..."
"Eight months, since the Mariemeia insurrection," he informed me brusquely. He tilted his head slightly, his eyes moving past me into the apartment. "Are you going to let me in?"
What was I supposed to say? "No, Heero, I'm going to leave you standing in the street because I'm afraid I'll jump your ass if I get in a room with you alone." I let him in.
Re: Confluence
Date: 2006-02-22 07:57 am (UTC)(I opened the front door, and a flash of bright green light greeted me, quickly followed by a wave of music as the goblin troupe on the porch broke into song and dance --)
I had to blink several times to dispel the illusion. Even for me, that was weird.
Heero was out on the front step. Keep in mind, please, that this was only slightly less unusual than the singing fairies. I stared at him in shock for several seconds before my brain reconnected with my mouth and I said, "Uh... hi!" Clever Duo. Witty and verbose as always.
He gave me a Look. I wasn't quite sure what kind of Look, but that was definitely a capital L out front. I opened the door a bit wider, so that I could see all of him. Damn, but he looked good. Of course, I have yet to see Heero Yuy look bad, in anything from a tuxedo to a vacuum suit, but I supposed time must have dulled my memories or something, because I didn't recall him ever looking quite this fine. He was taller, and a little more filled out -- still long and lean, but not scrawny any more -- and God but he was still so intense. I'd almost forgotten just how real Heero was, the way he could dominate and draw every eye in the room. I was suddenly aware of my own disheveled state, still slightly damp and mussed from the shower, in the same old musty clothes, with a perfect line of sight to the disaster of my apartment behind me. I made a vain effort to block his vision, and tried speech again. "Heero, man! I didn't expect to see you! It's been a long time, uh, what..."
"Eight months, since the Mariemeia insurrection," he informed me brusquely. He tilted his head slightly, his eyes moving past me into the apartment. "Are you going to let me in?"
What was I supposed to say? "No, Heero, I'm going to leave you standing in the street because I'm afraid I'll jump your ass if I get in a room with you alone." I let him in.