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Day 19: A short fanfic

Day 19: A short fanfic by Sharon Chiquitero

Title: Fugue
Fandom: Inception
Pairing: Ariadne/Cobb
Genre(s): Dark, Romance
Prompt: He feels like he’s corrupting her.
Rating: light R
Summary: She falls for his ideas so fast and so many times over that he’s lost in what he’s just created.
DisclaimerAll television shows, movies, books, and other copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events thereof, are the properties of their respective owners. As this work is an interpretation of the original material and not for-profit, it constitutes fair use.
Warnings: Mentions of sex
Note: My first piece of writing was fanfic. I will never be ashamed of that. Most of my old un-betaed stuff is on madwanderer but I have since moved on to sandedletters where I plan to have most of my stuff betaed by a wonderful friend. For this fic, I listened to “Fugue for Solo Guitar, BWV 1000 in A Minor” (just let it play in a background tab since the video itself is incredibly silly) the entire time I was writing this. The meaning of “fugue” is the following: A polyphonic composition, developed from a given theme or themes, according to strict contrapuntal rules. The theme is first given out by one voice or part, and then, while that pursues its way, it is repeated by another at the interval of a fifth or fourth, and so on, until all the parts have answered one by one, continuing their several melodies and interweaving them in one complex progressive whole, in which the theme is often lost and reappears.” And yes, the meaning inspired me even more than the actual instrumental.


She comes to see him exactly one week after the job. He doesn’t bother asking her in because she chooses to walk outside. The ease and familiarity of it is surprising but welcomed. So much so that he never notices how long they’ve been walking until it’s well after dusk. He reaches instantly for his totem and finds her eyes watching him as his hand goes for the inside of his jacket. She smiles at him and beckons him to follow her.

“Happens to me a lot now,” she says by way of explanation. “Usually I head into a store to shake it off.”

They walk to a café and inside she leaves him at a table in the corner to order coffee. He sits at the table and eyes his totem, breathing easing at last when he sees that reality makes it topple.

She sets down his cup and hands him a couple of sugars, already sipping her own. Her hand is in her pocket and he knows she too is touching her own reassurance on reality. He watches as she smiles and sits down.

“Saito called me the other day,” she begins. “He says he has another job for us.”

The rest of the fic can be found HERE.

Meant to be posted on 3/20/11

Written by Sharon Chiquitero

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