FAKE Double Drabble: Like Leaves
Nov. 22nd, 2016 06:10 pmTitle: Like Leaves
Author:
badly_knitted
Characters: Dee, mentions Mother, Tommy, others
Rating: G
Setting: Could be anywhere before, during, or after the manga.
Summary: Dee wonders about the kids he grew up with.
Written For: The dw100 prompt ‘Scattered’
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
Every now and then, Dee found himself thinking about the kids he’d grown up with at the orphanage, close friends, rivals, and enemies, scattered now like leaves on the wind. There were a few he was still in touch with: Tommy, off serving his country, Macey, still styling hair but running her own salon now, two or three others, but what had become of the rest?
Hundreds had passed through Mother’s doors in the eighteen years Dee had lived there. What were they doing now? Did they have good jobs, homes and families? Or had they been hit by hard times and lost their way, like some of the street people he came across through his job?
So much time had passed and some of them he’d barely known, but still… Once in a while, a face or a name would surface from his memory, he’d get to wondering, and he’d start trying to track them down. Sometimes Mother would know something, the names of the people who’d adopted them, or the city they’d moved to. Other times he had nothing to go on but a name, and yet no matter what, he always tried.
Sometimes, he even found one.
The End
Author:
Characters: Dee, mentions Mother, Tommy, others
Rating: G
Setting: Could be anywhere before, during, or after the manga.
Summary: Dee wonders about the kids he grew up with.
Written For: The dw100 prompt ‘Scattered’
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
Every now and then, Dee found himself thinking about the kids he’d grown up with at the orphanage, close friends, rivals, and enemies, scattered now like leaves on the wind. There were a few he was still in touch with: Tommy, off serving his country, Macey, still styling hair but running her own salon now, two or three others, but what had become of the rest?
Hundreds had passed through Mother’s doors in the eighteen years Dee had lived there. What were they doing now? Did they have good jobs, homes and families? Or had they been hit by hard times and lost their way, like some of the street people he came across through his job?
So much time had passed and some of them he’d barely known, but still… Once in a while, a face or a name would surface from his memory, he’d get to wondering, and he’d start trying to track them down. Sometimes Mother would know something, the names of the people who’d adopted them, or the city they’d moved to. Other times he had nothing to go on but a name, and yet no matter what, he always tried.
Sometimes, he even found one.
The End
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Date: 2016-11-22 11:51 pm (UTC)I love this glimpse into Dee that we don't see much of in canon.
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Date: 2016-11-23 04:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-11-23 11:58 am (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2016-11-23 12:05 pm (UTC)My dad lost track of one of his sisters and it took a long time to find her again, but he did.
Thank you.