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  <title>lose the color and time</title>
  <subtitle>even the memory of today</subtitle>
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    <name>stereo★type</name>
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  <updated>2007-07-26T09:55:03Z</updated>
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    <title>[meine liebe; drabble; #2 - converse]</title>
    <published>2007-07-26T09:52:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-26T09:55:03Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; From Japan, With Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fandom:&lt;/b&gt; Meine Liebe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Character(s):&lt;/b&gt; Ludwig/Naoji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; 100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG; implied fluff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes:&lt;/b&gt; Set to take place quite a ways after the ending of Wieder. For &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_strahl_100' lj:user='strahl_100' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/strahl_100/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/strahl_100/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;strahl_100&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is one-thousand words, exactly, in perfect Kuchen script on pristine Japanese parchment. One-thousand words, save for dark, pragmatic brushstrokes of glossy ink at the bottom of the sandalwood scented paper. Exquisite, with a meaning he thought entirely lost on him. After all, Ludwig does not read Naoji’s mother language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A visit paid to the Japanese boy's Kuchen confidant—“Foster-san”—under the pretense of business; though, mildly chagrined, Ludwig fast notices just how little slips past his attention to the letter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He simply smiles, eyes crinkled in mirth, and hands the letter back to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think you already understand." </content>
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