[FIC] I'm giving this title format a try, easier to recognise what's a fic entry
For strawberry_us
Title: Find You Again
Series: Gundam 00
Pairing: Lyle/Curtain no Tieria, implied Lockon(Neil)/Tieria
Rating: PG-15
Summary: Fascination and possession and realisation.
Author's Note: This is entirely speculation. It's actually one of my many speculations and interpretations. It's probably untrue. Still. Written after episode 2 of S2.
When he first sees him, he thinks that it, he's a girl. 'It' because he initially isn't sure what to make of Tieria Erde - which he later learns is this fellow Meister's code name. And then, a girl - not because of his small, delicate face that reminds Lyle of a valentine heart, but because he associates 'girls' with his sister Amy, a photo of his mother when she was young - something timeless and preserved and perfect. Yet, when he realises that Tieria Erde is not a 'girl' (a word that Lyle rarely uses now: females below a certain age are either 'young woman', 'officer', '[code name]' or once or twice, 'hello there') that image still stays with him.
Tieria Erde looks at him and says his name 'Lyle Dylandy' with sharpness in every angle of his eyebrows and mouth. At first Lyle thinks that it's some sort of tenderness. But after hearing about how his brother had shouted 'Tieria!' and thrown his Dynames in front of Virtue before an enemy Mobile Suit, Lyle realises that the reason for 'Lyle Dylandy' is because Tieria doesn't want to pollute the name of 'Lockon Stratos'.
It comes to him in a dream sequence. It isn't clear. But it's his hands and Tieria's limbs, and it's his hands pushing them down. There's no sound. But he can feel it, anger and triumph and the satisfaction and defenses and isolation falling from Tieria. A desire to possess, rule and ruin. A desire to find - Lyle wakes up in his white room with an unsatiated sense of yearning. What it is for, he is uncertain.
His voice in his darkened room. "Tieria?"
This continues for almost two weeks. He can look Tieria in the eyes as they pass each other because he has been not only Lyle Dylandy, but also Jean-1.
It ends with this. He is standing on a field that he recognises from his memories of family photographs. From the stiffness, he knows that he is wearing his Meister's uniform. There is a gun in one of his hands, and he wants to drop it - because it is not the sniping rifle he is used to, because it is not the Cataron-issue that he is used to, because he feels like it should disappear from this elysian field but mostly because Tieria is holding his other hand. Their fingers interwine. White sails billow around them. There's a smile on Tieria's face and his eyes are a colour that Lyle longs to describe: a soft alizarin coal-fire red. He feels the steady brush of fingertips, diaphanous, from his eyes to his jaw and then a hand settles over the path that Tieria's fingers had traced. His shoulders fall, his eyes close and his face inclines into that hand.
"Lyle." The name that for weeks, he had heard stated, repeated, gritted, choked out.
"Neil." And finally, he understands. It had come from childhood jealousies, watching Neil running off with their toys, from the years of estrangement when he wondered where Neil was, how Neil was, what Neil was doing, why Neil didn't speak to him, why he couldn't contact Neil, but the one thought that overrides them all is how he had thought that it is perhaps on Tieria's body that the last touch of a brother, a life, a will and a resolve remains.
Title: Find You Again
Series: Gundam 00
Pairing: Lyle/Curtain no Tieria, implied Lockon(Neil)/Tieria
Rating: PG-15
Summary: Fascination and possession and realisation.
Author's Note: This is entirely speculation. It's actually one of my many speculations and interpretations. It's probably untrue. Still. Written after episode 2 of S2.
When he first sees him, he thinks that it, he's a girl. 'It' because he initially isn't sure what to make of Tieria Erde - which he later learns is this fellow Meister's code name. And then, a girl - not because of his small, delicate face that reminds Lyle of a valentine heart, but because he associates 'girls' with his sister Amy, a photo of his mother when she was young - something timeless and preserved and perfect. Yet, when he realises that Tieria Erde is not a 'girl' (a word that Lyle rarely uses now: females below a certain age are either 'young woman', 'officer', '[code name]' or once or twice, 'hello there') that image still stays with him.
Tieria Erde looks at him and says his name 'Lyle Dylandy' with sharpness in every angle of his eyebrows and mouth. At first Lyle thinks that it's some sort of tenderness. But after hearing about how his brother had shouted 'Tieria!' and thrown his Dynames in front of Virtue before an enemy Mobile Suit, Lyle realises that the reason for 'Lyle Dylandy' is because Tieria doesn't want to pollute the name of 'Lockon Stratos'.
It comes to him in a dream sequence. It isn't clear. But it's his hands and Tieria's limbs, and it's his hands pushing them down. There's no sound. But he can feel it, anger and triumph and the satisfaction and defenses and isolation falling from Tieria. A desire to possess, rule and ruin. A desire to find - Lyle wakes up in his white room with an unsatiated sense of yearning. What it is for, he is uncertain.
His voice in his darkened room. "Tieria?"
This continues for almost two weeks. He can look Tieria in the eyes as they pass each other because he has been not only Lyle Dylandy, but also Jean-1.
It ends with this. He is standing on a field that he recognises from his memories of family photographs. From the stiffness, he knows that he is wearing his Meister's uniform. There is a gun in one of his hands, and he wants to drop it - because it is not the sniping rifle he is used to, because it is not the Cataron-issue that he is used to, because he feels like it should disappear from this elysian field but mostly because Tieria is holding his other hand. Their fingers interwine. White sails billow around them. There's a smile on Tieria's face and his eyes are a colour that Lyle longs to describe: a soft alizarin coal-fire red. He feels the steady brush of fingertips, diaphanous, from his eyes to his jaw and then a hand settles over the path that Tieria's fingers had traced. His shoulders fall, his eyes close and his face inclines into that hand.
"Lyle." The name that for weeks, he had heard stated, repeated, gritted, choked out.
"Neil." And finally, he understands. It had come from childhood jealousies, watching Neil running off with their toys, from the years of estrangement when he wondered where Neil was, how Neil was, what Neil was doing, why Neil didn't speak to him, why he couldn't contact Neil, but the one thought that overrides them all is how he had thought that it is perhaps on Tieria's body that the last touch of a brother, a life, a will and a resolve remains.