They'll Name a City after Us

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Characters: Violet and Bucky
Content: Dramaz on a date.

It'd been a few days since Bucky took her out. Violet was surprised at how much she was starting to like him. Maybe he was good for her. Even through her busy schedule and trying to take care of the little ones. Klaus had started his scholar program and everything had seemed to be going fine. She didn't know why she expected them to object. But Sunny and Klaus seemed to have talked about this at some point.

Their sister was a woman now. Someone was bound to notice. Bucky had.

Not that it was entirely easy to get that close to Violet, but showing him the ruins of her childhood home started to break away her walls. Dinners were always nice when he could make it. She'd hold his hand under the table and try not to catch him looking at her. She'd dip her head down and pick at the carbonara with a tiny but all knowing smile before she'd raise her eyes to meet his. They'd play this game a few times during the course of the meal.

Sunny and Beatrice would insist he stay for reading. Sometimes it was Klaus reading, sometimes Violet. It was usually something philosophical. Violet would put the girls to bed and then see Bucky out. It would end the same. She'd be pressed to him with soft kisses.

She liked it. It was the tiniest bit of normalcy in her abnormal life.

It took two weeks to get her to clear her afternoons and evenings enough to schedule a date with him. This time she made an effort at her appearance. She took an older dress and made alterations to it. She trimmed it in. It was still simple, black, but it didn't make her look like she was swimming in it. Her hair was down with a pin tucking the left side of her hair back. She checked the clock. Two minutes to eight.

Klaus was just smiling.

Violet rolled her eyes. "Oh, it'll be your turn some day." She replied.

"I've got college." He said back before fixing his glasses.

"Right you do." She smirked. Not that it wasn't possible, but it was good he was focused. It was good for all of this if something came of this. But she wouldn't let herself worry about that tonight. No. Tonight was her and Bucky at some diner. And she couldn't help the smile that slowly spread.

Comments

[blue-sniper.livejournal.com]

"That's not it at all. How can you not understand how crazy I am about you?" Bucky's frustrated now, because he can't make her understand just how much she means to him.

[wittybaudelaire.livejournal.com]

She moved her gaze up to him. There was more fear in her eyes at that revelation. "Why? You should be with someone you can actually be with." She admitted aloud.

[blue-sniper.livejournal.com]

"...What?" He's trying to understand what the hell she's saying. She can't possibly be talking about what he thinks she's talking about. Can she?

[wittybaudelaire.livejournal.com]

This wasn't supposed to be about her insecurities. This was about him flirting with other girls. "If you don't want to be with me fine. It's not like we can have a future anyway." She said flatly, already reasoning out how it couldn't work.

[blue-sniper.livejournal.com]

"Okay, whoah. You're getting way ahead of yourself here. First explain what you meant by the first part. Because I do want to be with you, I really do."

[wittybaudelaire.livejournal.com]

"If you'd rather flirt and be with someone else, then you can be with them." She stated matter-of-factly.

[blue-sniper.livejournal.com]

"The flirting means nothing. That's the point. Did I flirt with you? Well, at first, I did. But do I flirt with you now?"

[wittybaudelaire.livejournal.com]

"Is that supposed to make me feel better?"

[blue-sniper.livejournal.com]

"Actually, yes. I mean, unless you don't want to be with me just because I flirted with some girl who I always flirt with." He doesn't really think it's that big of a deal.

[wittybaudelaire.livejournal.com]

She stopped and turned. "What?" Violet asked, just looking at him. "You don't get it. Flirting with someone means you want to be with them. So I'm not good enough any more or you don't want to be with me? What is it?"

[blue-sniper.livejournal.com]

"Neither of those things!" He takes a deep breath. "I won't flirt with anyone anymore, okay?" If it makes her that upset, then okay.

[wittybaudelaire.livejournal.com]

She moved away from him. "You make it seem like a chore. Either you're with me or you aren't. Either you only want to be with me or you don't." She clenched her teeth. He could be so dense.

[blue-sniper.livejournal.com]

"I do!" He slides closer to her. "You're one of the best things that ever happened to me."

[wittybaudelaire.livejournal.com]

Well that just floored her. She wasn't expecting that. "How? I can't-- I haven't done anything." She replied, still a little lost at his words.

[blue-sniper.livejournal.com]

"Of course you've done things. You're the only girl that treats me as more than some nice arm candy. You listen to me, really listen to me, not just agree in all the right places."

[wittybaudelaire.livejournal.com]

She moved to take his hand. "I'm scared." Violet admitted quietly. "Something is going to go horribly wrong. And this... it's just... I don't know what's going to happen."

She hung her head frowning. Mainly because if things ever did get serious it wouldn't amount to much. And it felt serious. It felt like he was one of the most important people she'd ever met.

[blue-sniper.livejournal.com]

"Not many people know what's going to happen before it happens, unless you're a fortune teller. So just enjoy it, because when it's gone it's gone." Bucky smiles at her, squeezing.

[wittybaudelaire.livejournal.com]

That didn't make her feel any better. Violet ducked her head down and sighed. "I don't like knowing that. Not when things end so horribly." She finally spoke.

[blue-sniper.livejournal.com]

"Who says anything is going to end horribly? Maybe everything will end nicely?" She is far too pessimistic for her own good.

[wittybaudelaire.livejournal.com]

She shook her head slowly. "It never does. How else does an eighteen year old wind up with two small children and a brother in the bottom of some abandoned factory. It can't ever get any better than that either." She admits, knowing she can't get a permanent job since they needed to stay under the radar.

[blue-sniper.livejournal.com]

"Well, think about it like this. How does an 18 year old end up with three children who care about her a lot who has a special talent that nobody has?"

[wittybaudelaire.livejournal.com]

"I still had all of that before. Well, not Beatrice. But she could have had her father if it weren't for us. Her mother wouldn't have died." She crossed her arms.

[blue-sniper.livejournal.com]

"You can't keep thinking about what ifs. You'll just drive yourself crazy. What if I hadn't met Steve? What if my parents were still alive? What if I hadn't met you?"

[wittybaudelaire.livejournal.com]

"I have to think of what ifs. It's the only thing that's kept us alive the past two years." She replied quietly. This was why she hadn't dated. That and she secluded herself off pretty well.

[blue-sniper.livejournal.com]

"Well, you're relatively safe now, right? I'm not saying to let your guard down, but you need to relax a bit. Nobody is going to walk around the corner and shoot you." He at least hopes. He checks the diner, just in case.