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Opposites Indeed
0 reviewsShe was yin, he was yang. She was a hero, and he was not. Polar opposites. But then again, opposites attract. Opposites balance. Opposites can't not be.
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Opposites Indeed
by Eris
May 16, 2010
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"You feel it, don't you?" The statement made her pause, not because she was surprised—neither at the fact that he was aware of the attraction she felt for him nor because he'd confirmed he felt it too. It had begun the moment he'd first appeared, when he'd faced them down in that warehouse, dove past her shield and kicked her feet off the floor. "X marks the spot," he'd said, and despite the mechanical timber, she'd shivered, a strange sensation rolling down her spine and bursting through her veins. She'd looked at his back and felt the pull that thereon after kept making itself known whenever he was around. And though he'd never given her indication to think so, she knew he felt it too. No, she wasn't surprised that he spoke about it. She was simply baffled.
Why bring it up now, of all times? Why ask about it when her friends, though unconscious, were scattered on the ground no more than five feet away from them?
"It doesn't change anything." But even as she said it, some part of her wondered if it did, if the magnetism between them would change the dynamic they had. He embodied the most basic element of transgressions, and she sought justice for those victimized by crime. She was yin, he was yang. She was a hero, and he was not.
Polar opposites.
But then again, opposites attract. Opposites balance. Opposites can't not be.
"It can't," he tells her, and it's true. If they let it change them, it would change everything. "Is it wrong that I want it to?"
Now that surprised her. She hadn't meant to typecast him, but she had assumed he would've been the one to shy away from…this. Then again, she should have realized that he was — above anything else — human, and therefore it was in his nature to be greedy and selfish, longing for something he couldn't have.
He stepped closer to her, their bodies almost touching, and despite the white mask, she knew she was looking him in the eye. For a moment, she too longed for something she couldn't have. She longed to see his eyes. Her hands itched to rip his mask off.
"No." 'It's not wrong. It's not right. Stay. Go away.' His hand moved, ghosting over her cloak. 'Don't do that. Touch me. Leave. Don't go.'
A struggle erupted inside her, her emotions clamoring to be acknowledged, but she stifled them. In this instant, and only in this instant, she trusted him not to hurt her. Not yet. This… 'This is our moment.' Her and his. This was all they could have. This was all she could let them have.
Because she had a purpose. A duty. A family. She wouldn't turn her back on them, wouldn't betray their trust in her. But wasn't she already doing that very thing, here and now, with him?
Suddenly, the blue fabric fell away from her shoulders as he pocketed her gold and ruby clasp. She should've remembered he was a thief too. Before the cloak could pool around her feet, he caught it, replacing her brooch with a silver pin. As he fixed her attire, he leaned in. "That thin, thin line between love and hate," he murmured, "that's us."
And then he stepped away and saluted her before disappearing, leaving her to revive her fallen teammates and lead them back to their Tower. She flew back alone, to both avoid their requests to relay what happened after Red X had incapacitated them and to hide the gift she'd just received. Robin would notice it instantly and would barrage her relentlessly, and while she was sure she could appease him with a well thought-out remark, she'd rather it waited until a later time.
When she finally took off the trinket and got a good look at it, she felt her lips twitch as in Nevermore, Happy dominated the others at the sight of the badge. In front, it bore an onyx bird with its wings spread freely. On the back was the faint outline of the letter X.
Opposites indeed.
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Author's Note
Raven and Red X is my new favorite pairing.
~E
by Eris
May 16, 2010
________________________________________
"You feel it, don't you?" The statement made her pause, not because she was surprised—neither at the fact that he was aware of the attraction she felt for him nor because he'd confirmed he felt it too. It had begun the moment he'd first appeared, when he'd faced them down in that warehouse, dove past her shield and kicked her feet off the floor. "X marks the spot," he'd said, and despite the mechanical timber, she'd shivered, a strange sensation rolling down her spine and bursting through her veins. She'd looked at his back and felt the pull that thereon after kept making itself known whenever he was around. And though he'd never given her indication to think so, she knew he felt it too. No, she wasn't surprised that he spoke about it. She was simply baffled.
Why bring it up now, of all times? Why ask about it when her friends, though unconscious, were scattered on the ground no more than five feet away from them?
"It doesn't change anything." But even as she said it, some part of her wondered if it did, if the magnetism between them would change the dynamic they had. He embodied the most basic element of transgressions, and she sought justice for those victimized by crime. She was yin, he was yang. She was a hero, and he was not.
Polar opposites.
But then again, opposites attract. Opposites balance. Opposites can't not be.
"It can't," he tells her, and it's true. If they let it change them, it would change everything. "Is it wrong that I want it to?"
Now that surprised her. She hadn't meant to typecast him, but she had assumed he would've been the one to shy away from…this. Then again, she should have realized that he was — above anything else — human, and therefore it was in his nature to be greedy and selfish, longing for something he couldn't have.
He stepped closer to her, their bodies almost touching, and despite the white mask, she knew she was looking him in the eye. For a moment, she too longed for something she couldn't have. She longed to see his eyes. Her hands itched to rip his mask off.
"No." 'It's not wrong. It's not right. Stay. Go away.' His hand moved, ghosting over her cloak. 'Don't do that. Touch me. Leave. Don't go.'
A struggle erupted inside her, her emotions clamoring to be acknowledged, but she stifled them. In this instant, and only in this instant, she trusted him not to hurt her. Not yet. This… 'This is our moment.' Her and his. This was all they could have. This was all she could let them have.
Because she had a purpose. A duty. A family. She wouldn't turn her back on them, wouldn't betray their trust in her. But wasn't she already doing that very thing, here and now, with him?
Suddenly, the blue fabric fell away from her shoulders as he pocketed her gold and ruby clasp. She should've remembered he was a thief too. Before the cloak could pool around her feet, he caught it, replacing her brooch with a silver pin. As he fixed her attire, he leaned in. "That thin, thin line between love and hate," he murmured, "that's us."
And then he stepped away and saluted her before disappearing, leaving her to revive her fallen teammates and lead them back to their Tower. She flew back alone, to both avoid their requests to relay what happened after Red X had incapacitated them and to hide the gift she'd just received. Robin would notice it instantly and would barrage her relentlessly, and while she was sure she could appease him with a well thought-out remark, she'd rather it waited until a later time.
When she finally took off the trinket and got a good look at it, she felt her lips twitch as in Nevermore, Happy dominated the others at the sight of the badge. In front, it bore an onyx bird with its wings spread freely. On the back was the faint outline of the letter X.
Opposites indeed.
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Author's Note
Raven and Red X is my new favorite pairing.
~E
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