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[lifeisbrief]

  writing meme

( why don't we just write? )

INSTRUCTIONS:
。　post with a list of your characters.
。　reply to others with at least one of their characters + a prompt

e.g. masamori + mai, protection

。　write something for the prompts you are given!
。　it can be anything. it can be a paragraph or two, it can be a ficlet, it can be a 5+1, it can be one sentence - it could even be a chapterfic, if you really liked it. it can be any AU you want, it can be OU, whatever.
。　all of the writing profit! all of it.

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[hasdoneit]

Sasayan was basically walking in a little circle of his in his own room, trying to think mostly of what to do about the situation he's presented in. What is he supposed to say to her, huh? Is he supposed to tell her the flat out truth, or is he supposed to grit his teeth and let her wallow in her own demise as she slowly sinks into despair? Aaaugh, think, idiot, think-! You can't let her go on like this, especially not when she means so much to you in the first place. It sucked, really, how he was definitely not expecting this sort of situation to happen in the first place. But as he was thinking-

"I'm home!"

Great. He had already said he wanted to talk to her, and a good talk she would probably get- but how in the world was he supposed to start this off in the first place? Might as well try this out and see what will happen in the long run, actually...

Soon, he heard knocking on his door, as Kirika had poked her head in. Sasayan was definitely not expecting her to come in, especially not when he was having his moment-! But whatever, he had to suck it up, and he's definitely a bit nervous while going about this...BUT DARNIT IF HE ISN'T A PROTECTIVE OLDER BROTHER-

"H-Hey! Kirika, you caught me off guard there!" He waved his hand frantically as she just walked right into his room, closing the door behind her, a little look of curiosity now shooting across her face.

"Is there something you wanted to talk to me about, big bro?"

"...y...yeah, there was, actually. Come on, have a seat on my bed, it's really important that I get this off of my chest." He sighed, feeling himself lay down on his bed, as she can feel her sit right next to him.

"You seem a little bummed out, big bro- is something the matter?"

"...well, it...there's a problem here, yeah, but it's not with me, actually." He sighed, feeling his hand sort of float up and begin to point at her. "...I wanted to talk about your...relationship that you have. With that Oriko girl."

"Oh-! Oriko, of course! Isn't she just the best? I can't feel myself without her for a long time, because she's actually the one who-"

"Don't you ever think she's using you for something else, though?" He cut her off mid-sentence, his tone a little more brash than it usually was. Well, he was always getting this vibe that she was mostly using Kirika for her own benefits, but the other girl was too blind to see and was mostly following her for belief that...it would be better that way. And Sasayan could see right through that. He couldn't let his little sister suffer like that. But...what he had said had made Kirika go silent for a while, her head slowly turning to look at Sasayan who was resting on his bed.

"...what are you trying to say to me, big bro? That she's a horrible person?"

"No, I'm not saying that at all, I just want you to reconsider-"

"But what if I want to be pushed around by her, huh?! What if being around her brings me happiness, do you want to strip that away from me?!"

"That isn't happiness right there, Kirika." So he says, actually shooting up from his position on the bed and getting in Kirika's face, anger seeming to seep in. "That's her using you, she doesn't care about your feelings at all. Someone like that doesn't deserve to be in your life, if they're just going to take advantage of you for who you are!"

"Stop it, you don't know her at all, you wouldn't know how she's like!" Kirika just seemed to have had about enough of this, actually, as she had just felt her hand fly, giving Sasayan a good ol' punch to the side of his face. Sure enough, he felt the sting of her punch- and felt it sting elsewhere too, as he just sorta held his cheek, a melancholy look shooting across his face now.

"...look, I...I just want the best out of you, you know? I don't want to see you suffer-"

"Then maybe the only way you could make me happy is by leaving me alone! And don't drag her into this either, okay!?"

Soon enough, he saw Kirika storm her way out of his room, slamming the door behind her as he just sorta sighed and flopped right back on his bed, still feeling the sting of the punch she left behind.

"...little sisters...how do others deal with them...?"