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[January 19th] [xxxHOLiC] In Absentia
Title: In Absentia
Day/Theme: January 19th/in absentia
Series: xxxHOLiC
Character/Pairing: Clow/Yuuko
Rating: G
In Absentia
It was just like him to do something like that. The silly old wizard had always been needlessly complicated.
Yuuko couldn't say she disliked it but she didn't enjoy it, either. Sometimes it brought her a bittersweet feeling, sometimes it was just annoying, and sometimes (very often) it was both. She was quite sure it wasn't simple nostalgia. It was more complicated than that. Nostalgia was random, unexpected. But these were no coincidences. Clow hadn't believed in them, as he loved to repeat again and again and again, and he had made sure that they didn't exist even in her memories of him.
It was carefully planned, like most things he'd ever done. Not everything he'd ever done, of course. When he wasn't acting like a mastermind, he was as whimsical as a five-year-old; a selfish, careless and dangerously powerful five-year-old. This little plan of his, though, wasn't whimsical in the least. He had probably thought it wasn't selfish either, but Yuuko wasn't quite sure that she agreed about that.
After all, the whole point of this nonsense was to make sure she wouldn't forget him.
The stupidity started right there, Yuuko thought, with the notion that someone who'd been such a pest could be easily forgotten. But he had decided to keep being a pest even after his death, just in case. Apparently having to solve all of his messes wasn't enough to remember he had ever existed. She needed to be constantly thinking of the little domestic details too.
(You idiot, she wished she could tell him, I have Larg RIGHT HERE. Why he would think that wasn't enough of a reminder was beyond her.)
Whatever his motive was, the details were there, in the oddest of places. Sometimes she moved one of the objects in her treasure room, and found a letter – not one she had lost, but one she'd never seen before. Or one of her customers, a spirit or someone from a temple, offered as payment a trinket clearly made by Clow that "a strange man" had given them, telling them "it could be useful someday". The kitsune from the oden stand still gave her so-called free food that had been paid for long ago.
Such a foolish old man. He must have gone to ridiculous lengths to make sure that so many little things happened when they should, that his corny ways reached her even decades after he was gone. He'd probably even thought it was nice.
And yet, even after all these years, she still couldn't get completely angry at the loveable idiot.
Day/Theme: January 19th/in absentia
Series: xxxHOLiC
Character/Pairing: Clow/Yuuko
Rating: G
It was just like him to do something like that. The silly old wizard had always been needlessly complicated.
Yuuko couldn't say she disliked it but she didn't enjoy it, either. Sometimes it brought her a bittersweet feeling, sometimes it was just annoying, and sometimes (very often) it was both. She was quite sure it wasn't simple nostalgia. It was more complicated than that. Nostalgia was random, unexpected. But these were no coincidences. Clow hadn't believed in them, as he loved to repeat again and again and again, and he had made sure that they didn't exist even in her memories of him.
It was carefully planned, like most things he'd ever done. Not everything he'd ever done, of course. When he wasn't acting like a mastermind, he was as whimsical as a five-year-old; a selfish, careless and dangerously powerful five-year-old. This little plan of his, though, wasn't whimsical in the least. He had probably thought it wasn't selfish either, but Yuuko wasn't quite sure that she agreed about that.
After all, the whole point of this nonsense was to make sure she wouldn't forget him.
The stupidity started right there, Yuuko thought, with the notion that someone who'd been such a pest could be easily forgotten. But he had decided to keep being a pest even after his death, just in case. Apparently having to solve all of his messes wasn't enough to remember he had ever existed. She needed to be constantly thinking of the little domestic details too.
(You idiot, she wished she could tell him, I have Larg RIGHT HERE. Why he would think that wasn't enough of a reminder was beyond her.)
Whatever his motive was, the details were there, in the oddest of places. Sometimes she moved one of the objects in her treasure room, and found a letter – not one she had lost, but one she'd never seen before. Or one of her customers, a spirit or someone from a temple, offered as payment a trinket clearly made by Clow that "a strange man" had given them, telling them "it could be useful someday". The kitsune from the oden stand still gave her so-called free food that had been paid for long ago.
Such a foolish old man. He must have gone to ridiculous lengths to make sure that so many little things happened when they should, that his corny ways reached her even decades after he was gone. He'd probably even thought it was nice.
And yet, even after all these years, she still couldn't get completely angry at the loveable idiot.