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Chapters: 3/3
Fandom: Final Fantasy VI
Rating/Warnings: Teen and Up / No Warnings Apply
Characters: Daryl, Setzer Gabbiani
Relationships: Daryl/Setzer
Summary: It was a simple dalliance, the kind to which neither of them was a stranger. So why does she still haunt his heart, and why does he make her want to give her heart away?
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She'd always had a weakness for overconfident men with no discernable reason to be, so when the slim-hipped, silver-haired stranger approached her in the tavern and promised her a night to remember, she accepted immediately. Perhaps a bit too eagerly, as well, judging by not only his expression in the moment, but also his expression come daylight.
"Who are you?" he asked, still tangled in bedsheets, his hair mussed, a series of love bites blooming purple against his skin.
"Daryl," she replied, slipping on her favorite red overcoat and lifting her hair free of the collar. "Though I can't believe you've forgotten, as often as you screamed my name last night."
"No," he replied, reaching for his own clothes. "Who are you? I've never met anyone like you."
"Because there isn't anyone like me." She knelt on the foot of the bed and leaned close. "I'm not a delicate flower, or some wide-eyed ingenue. I know what I want, and I know how to get it." She ran her hands over his bare arms, and he shivered. "These calluses are real; I've worked on airships since I was a teenager, and I plan to be the first woman—the first person—to reach the stars, someday."
He smiled and kissed her. "I've no doubt you will. But still I wonder, where have you been my whole life?"
She laughed, straightening. "I've been here, there, around the world, all along. The question is, Setzer, why haven't you been looking for me?"
"I never knew you existed."
"Then I guess last night was your lucky break."
"I don't believe in luck."
"Perhaps you'd better start, because I'm not easy to land, even when I want to be caught." Winking, she turned and walked out of the room, overcoat billowing dramatically around her.