Author: Cella [shortitude]
Fandom: Star Driver
Ship: Hints of the Trio
Summary: So, Wako, which one will you pick? WAKO. RURI. Wako makes her decision. It is an important one.
Spoilers: ALL THE SPOILERS.
A/N: I just finished episode 25, and this little nibblet popped into my head after ages of not writing crap. So I believe it does deserve to be written. WARNING: humour is more present than romance. Not what you’d expect – or is it?
It’s much, much later, when everyone has recovered from the awkwardness of having faced each other in battle for a misconstrued ideal, when the birds have started singing and Wako has started to sing with them, when the acceptance letter from Tokyo-U sits in her desk drawer, that the question pops up again.
They’re having ice-cream together, Ruri and her alone, because Takuto and Sugata are training again (just for fun, they insist, this time). Wako is half-way through with her mental debate on whether to settle with orange or grape flavor, when Ruri looks up from her glass of ice-tea.
“So, have you picked one yet?” the girl asks, and Wako knows that it goes beyond just the ice-cream flavor. However, she chooses to remain oblivious to the question, and presses her finger to her lips.
“Maybe the orange one…” she murmurs, loud enough for Ruri’s ears.
“Eh? Eh? Are you finally confessing, Wako?” She can hear her friend inching forward in her seat, even without looking up from the laminated menu sheet.
“Then again, the blue one has its advantages as well,” she counterattacks her own reasoning, allowing a dreamy sigh to slip through her lips.
“Wako – blue?” Ruri blinks. And then, somewhere in her friend’s head, Wako can swear she can hear the sound of a wheel clicking into place. “You’re pulling my leg with this! Scandal - fine! Be that way,” the girl sighs, dramatically enough for Wako to know she hasn’t really hurt Ruri’s feelings. “You’re the one missing out.”
Wako hides a smile behind her menu, and thinks, No, not really missing out. She lets silence settle over them both like a caring mother, enjoying the peace that envelops their friendship now, the peace that embraces the whole island, and thinks, I will miss this. But with the seals broken, and with Takuto and Sugata’s warm and willing smiles to back her up, Wako knows that she can make the decisions she’s been yearning to make all this time. To go to Tokyo, to climb Fuji mountain, to shop in Harajuku…
To decide on the flavor. And who… she adds to herself, looking up at Ruri with a smile. The expression on her face must startle her friend, because the pout disappears from Ruri’s face and she’s leaning forward again, expectantly.
“Ruri, I’ve already decided,” Wako answers, letting the menu fall on the table. “I want both.”
And in the space of time it takes for Ruri’s mouth to fall open in shock, Wako grins and turns around in her booth.
“Master! One orange and one grape scoop, please!”
When Ruri protests about how cruel she is, Wako laughs. It sounds like a song.