hc_bingo fic: accidents

Jul 20, 2012 15:19

Title: Happy Accidents?
Fandom: FF13
Pairing: none
Prompt: Accidents
Rating: PG
Word Count: 686
Summary: One night on Pulse, Hope gets a bit too far into his own head, but luckily Vanille is there to confuse him back out of it.

A/N: Written for hc_bingo. Masterpost with my game card is here.


One very early morning, between being relieved of his watch and actually falling asleep, as he stared up at Gran Pulse’s foreign sky, Hope realized his entire life had been one long string of accidents.

His birth had been an accident, at least as far as his father was concerned. His mother had wanted children, but his father had been too busy with a career and a life to even consider the idea. So when he’d finally come along, his father was still too busy with everything but his family. Some tiny part of Hope still resented him for it, even now after everything his father had done for them before they fled Cocoon. No matter the circumstances he’d been born under, his mother hadn’t deserved to be ignored along with him.

His mother...

Being in Bodhum at the wrong time had obviously been an accident. Even his being with the others when they fought the fal’Cie Anima was an accident. An accident brought about by his being colossally stupid, maybe, but still an accident.

And now, here they were, stuck on the surface of Gran Pulse, accidental l’Cie in a war none of them actually wanted to fight. He could point to a dozen things easily since he’d left Palumpolum to travel to Bodhum for the fireworks display that couldn’t be attributed to anything more or less than fate and a lousy stroke of luck.

He sighed and turned over, trying to find a comfortable way to lay that didn’t involve seeing Cocoon in the sky. Unfortunately, that way ended up with him staring at Snow’s back, instead. Sometimes, just sometimes, he still felt that flash of rage and hatred at the man who’d, again accidentally, led to his mother’s death, but by painful necessity, logic won out more and more quickly each time. More often now, he was struck by a desire to be as much like Snow as he could, to protect the people he cared about and was responsible for. Even the accidental ones. Like him.

Really, they were all accidents. If Fang and Vanille hadn’t accidentally run into Daj, and then Serah accidentally found Anima, would any of them even be where they were now? Or would they all be dead or worse in the Purge? Or...

He rolled over to his other side, even more restless than when he’d laid down. Footsteps approaching made him open his eyes to find a pair of boots, and eventually a whole Vanille, as she sat down next to him. He scrambled to sit up, hurriedly checking to make sure that, yes, Sazh was still on watch, and no, no one had been killed while he’d been lost in his head.

“If you keep thinking that loudly, you’re going to attract a behemoth or something.”

He laughed sheepishly. “Was it that obvious?”

“Only a lot.”

“...Oh.” Right. Sometimes he forgot how blunt Vanille could be.

She nudged him with her shoulder. “That’s not always a bad thing, you know. Being honest, even when you don’t mean to be.”

“Easy for you to say.”

“Well, yeah. I just did, didn’t I?”

He groaned, remembering at the last second that not everyone was awake, and he shouldn’t be. He was going to be worse than useless if he fell asleep in the middle of a fight. “I need to sleep.”

She nodded but didn’t move. “Mm. Wouldn’t want to cause an accident if you didn’t.”

He stared at her, but there was no way... was there? No. No possible way. “...Right.”

She grinned and leaned over to kiss him on the cheek. “You shouldn’t worry so much, Hope. Things’ll turn out okay. You’ll see.”

He could only watch her return to her own sleeping spot. She was scary sometimes, in that ‘I’ve just remembered you’re over 500 years old’ way. He flopped back down onto his back, watching Cocoon openly this time. Vanille was right. They’d get back up there, one way or another, and fix everything. Even if it was by accident. Not all accidents were bad, right?

He never even felt himself fall asleep.

This entry was originally posted at http://envious-muses.dreamwidth.org/17148.html.

hc_bingo 2012, ff13

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