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FIC: Ten Years Gone [Danmachi – Riveria / Lefiya (All Ages)]
Title: Ten Years Gone
Fandom: Danmachi
Pairing: Riveria Ljos Alf / Lefiya Viridis
Rating: All Ages
Prompt: 181 – Farewell
Word Count: 935
Summary: Riveria opens up to Lefiya before going home to visit her family.
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Note: The full title of this franchise – encompassing anime, manga, mobage, and novels – is localized as Is It Wrong To Try To Pick Up Girls In A Dungeon? For the purposes of adding a tag to this community, it is also called Danmachi, the short form of its Japanese title (Dungeon ni Deai wo Motomeru no ha Machigatteiru Darou ka – try saying that without taking multiple breaths).
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"Riveria, how long are you going to be gone?"
Riveria paused in folding one of her cloaks. "You're back from the Dungeon, Lefiya? I thought I'd already be on the road before then." She resumed folding, lining up the edges of the cloak before putting it into her pack, but Lefiya did not leave her to it. She sighed. "At least a year. Maybe longer than that. You know how our people reckon time, and I haven't been back there in a while."
"You were going to leave without saying goodbye to me?" Lefiya did not hide the hurt in her voice. "Why? Are you angry at me? Or would that just have been the easiest way for you to go?" Several footsteps as she walked up behind Riveria. "At least look at me when I'm talking to you."
"I'm not angry," Riveria said as she turned to face Lefiya, "but you're right: It would have been easiest to leave without saying goodbye. I hope you know me well enough by now to know that I try to do things in a way that's least inconvenient for everyone involved." She sighed again. "And it's because I wanted to avoid having this discussion that I was going to leave before you came back today."
"Some things –" Lefiya tightened her grip on her staff, anger flaring in her blue eyes. "– shouldn't be avoided! What if you're gone for five years? Ten? There's a lot that can happen in that kind of time. What if you come back, and one of us is ... gone? Dead? Wouldn't you be sorry you didn't at least have a chance to say goodbye? That's just –" She paused, taking a chance to collect herself. "I know it's not very Elf-like to be emotional about something like this, but you know how I am. I worry."
Riveria shook her head. "If more Elves allowed themselves to actually feel what's in their hearts, like you do, I'm sure the world would be a better place. That's one reason why I left them." She averted her eyes from Lefiya for a second. "It's something that makes me struggle, too. I feel, but I still push most of those feelings down deep. When you're a leader, you have to stay rational at all times." She looked back up at her. "I'm good at being Riveria the leader, I think, but I've never really learned how to be Riveria the woman. I've gotten a little too good at avoiding how I feel about things."
Lefiya nodded. "And I'm not good at being rational, most of the time. Nobody's perfect, least of all me." Silence, if only for a moment. "I've wondered a lot about ... what you feel, you know. So many of us here look up to you, but I don't think anybody really stops and asks you how you're doing."
That almost made Riveria smile. Almost. "How many people in this Familia call me their mother? Do children stop and think about how their mother's doing, or are they just happy that she's there?"
"I, um –" Lefiya blushed, and she fidgeted. "– please don't get mad at me for saying this, but I ... don't see you that way. I –" She became flustered. "– w-well, that's not what I came here to discuss! I wanted to catch you before you left, not –" Her fidgeting intensified. "I just – it's – argh!"
Riveria remained calm. "Spit it out, Lefiya. What were you going to say to me?"
"I –" Lefiya set down her staff, closed her eyes, smoothed her skirts, and took a deep breath. "Well, if you're going to be gone, then ... I guess I should take my own advice and tell you before you leave." Her hands trembled, but she managed to keep herself from fidgeting. "I'm ... flighty. I mean, I can be. And I'm all over the place when it comes to other people. There's one thing I'm sure about, though." She forced herself to look Riveria in the face, not blinking. "I like girls. I mean, I like women." And she could not stop herself. "I like lots of women! And –" She paused. "– you were the first. I mean, when I first realized that was ... how I was, you were the first person who came to mind. Is that childish?"
At that, Riveria did smile. "No. Not at all. That's a feeling, too." The smile vanished, replaced by introspection. "I ... don't talk about those feelings, normally, especially with Loki waiting to pounce every time I let my guard down, but I'm glad that you told me." Her face had a warm expression that Lefiya had never seen. "And, since you told me, I'll tell you: I ... like both, but I prefer women, and I'm sorry if I've ever given the impression that's not the case." She gently took Lefiya by the hands. "So, if you'll allow me, before I leave, I'll accept your affection." A pause. "May I ... kiss you, Lefiya?"
"No one's ever kissed me," Lefiya said, her voice soft. "It'd be great ... if it was you. Yes." And the short distance between the two of them quickly closed to no distance at all.
Riveria always seemed calm, collected, and in control of her situation, but the kiss she gave Lefiya before she returned to her homeland told the younger Elf that appearances could deceive, and that a cool exterior could conceal a passion of such depth that she would still be yearning for it years later.
END.
Fandom: Danmachi
Pairing: Riveria Ljos Alf / Lefiya Viridis
Rating: All Ages
Prompt: 181 – Farewell
Word Count: 935
Summary: Riveria opens up to Lefiya before going home to visit her family.
* * * *
Note: The full title of this franchise – encompassing anime, manga, mobage, and novels – is localized as Is It Wrong To Try To Pick Up Girls In A Dungeon? For the purposes of adding a tag to this community, it is also called Danmachi, the short form of its Japanese title (Dungeon ni Deai wo Motomeru no ha Machigatteiru Darou ka – try saying that without taking multiple breaths).
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"Riveria, how long are you going to be gone?"
Riveria paused in folding one of her cloaks. "You're back from the Dungeon, Lefiya? I thought I'd already be on the road before then." She resumed folding, lining up the edges of the cloak before putting it into her pack, but Lefiya did not leave her to it. She sighed. "At least a year. Maybe longer than that. You know how our people reckon time, and I haven't been back there in a while."
"You were going to leave without saying goodbye to me?" Lefiya did not hide the hurt in her voice. "Why? Are you angry at me? Or would that just have been the easiest way for you to go?" Several footsteps as she walked up behind Riveria. "At least look at me when I'm talking to you."
"I'm not angry," Riveria said as she turned to face Lefiya, "but you're right: It would have been easiest to leave without saying goodbye. I hope you know me well enough by now to know that I try to do things in a way that's least inconvenient for everyone involved." She sighed again. "And it's because I wanted to avoid having this discussion that I was going to leave before you came back today."
"Some things –" Lefiya tightened her grip on her staff, anger flaring in her blue eyes. "– shouldn't be avoided! What if you're gone for five years? Ten? There's a lot that can happen in that kind of time. What if you come back, and one of us is ... gone? Dead? Wouldn't you be sorry you didn't at least have a chance to say goodbye? That's just –" She paused, taking a chance to collect herself. "I know it's not very Elf-like to be emotional about something like this, but you know how I am. I worry."
Riveria shook her head. "If more Elves allowed themselves to actually feel what's in their hearts, like you do, I'm sure the world would be a better place. That's one reason why I left them." She averted her eyes from Lefiya for a second. "It's something that makes me struggle, too. I feel, but I still push most of those feelings down deep. When you're a leader, you have to stay rational at all times." She looked back up at her. "I'm good at being Riveria the leader, I think, but I've never really learned how to be Riveria the woman. I've gotten a little too good at avoiding how I feel about things."
Lefiya nodded. "And I'm not good at being rational, most of the time. Nobody's perfect, least of all me." Silence, if only for a moment. "I've wondered a lot about ... what you feel, you know. So many of us here look up to you, but I don't think anybody really stops and asks you how you're doing."
That almost made Riveria smile. Almost. "How many people in this Familia call me their mother? Do children stop and think about how their mother's doing, or are they just happy that she's there?"
"I, um –" Lefiya blushed, and she fidgeted. "– please don't get mad at me for saying this, but I ... don't see you that way. I –" She became flustered. "– w-well, that's not what I came here to discuss! I wanted to catch you before you left, not –" Her fidgeting intensified. "I just – it's – argh!"
Riveria remained calm. "Spit it out, Lefiya. What were you going to say to me?"
"I –" Lefiya set down her staff, closed her eyes, smoothed her skirts, and took a deep breath. "Well, if you're going to be gone, then ... I guess I should take my own advice and tell you before you leave." Her hands trembled, but she managed to keep herself from fidgeting. "I'm ... flighty. I mean, I can be. And I'm all over the place when it comes to other people. There's one thing I'm sure about, though." She forced herself to look Riveria in the face, not blinking. "I like girls. I mean, I like women." And she could not stop herself. "I like lots of women! And –" She paused. "– you were the first. I mean, when I first realized that was ... how I was, you were the first person who came to mind. Is that childish?"
At that, Riveria did smile. "No. Not at all. That's a feeling, too." The smile vanished, replaced by introspection. "I ... don't talk about those feelings, normally, especially with Loki waiting to pounce every time I let my guard down, but I'm glad that you told me." Her face had a warm expression that Lefiya had never seen. "And, since you told me, I'll tell you: I ... like both, but I prefer women, and I'm sorry if I've ever given the impression that's not the case." She gently took Lefiya by the hands. "So, if you'll allow me, before I leave, I'll accept your affection." A pause. "May I ... kiss you, Lefiya?"
"No one's ever kissed me," Lefiya said, her voice soft. "It'd be great ... if it was you. Yes." And the short distance between the two of them quickly closed to no distance at all.
Riveria always seemed calm, collected, and in control of her situation, but the kiss she gave Lefiya before she returned to her homeland told the younger Elf that appearances could deceive, and that a cool exterior could conceal a passion of such depth that she would still be yearning for it years later.
END.
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