Ratiorine one shot - 533 words

summary:

Ratio's dark blue hair is swiped away from his face, a strong wind gust hit Aventurine's face as he approached the doctor. They were taking a break at a famous bar in Pier Point, admiring the last minutes of sunset and the city view from the terrace.

"Gambler" Veritas called, as his companion arrived by his side, supporting his weight on the guardrail. "Which Aeon would you have followed if you had been free to choose one?"

Aventurine laughed bitterly, but his face didn't show a trace of this agony, he sipped on the blue drink and faced Ratio, "Why are you asking?"

"Yesterday, I had a fruitful academic debate with Hyacine, a therapist from the Grove of Epiphany, while we discussed the Titan culture on Amphoreus."

"What does that even have to do with the question though…"

"She asked me this as a mean to analyze me." Ratio elegantly took a swig of his water, he had always disliked alcohol, as it messes up your prefrontal cortex .

"Then, I would have loved to be a masked fool and enroll in the path of elation. Stelle taught me adorable verses she found on the simulated universe last month, it goes along the lines of 'The Destruction is crazy, and the Preservation is dumb. All the Aeons are stubborn, and Aha is embarrassed! Aha is embarrassed! Aha is embarrassed..."

Aventurine chuckled with malice, taking yet another sip of the exotic drink as he avoided looking the doctor directly.

"So you admire the Elation?" Ratio raised an eyebrow.

"Not really, but young me would be rejoiced in make a fool out of Aeons. The Destruction is crazy, the Preservation is a dumbass, the Abundance is a sly bitch, the Hunt is impotent, the Order is a bigot and the Harmony is a scam. At dawn I'd laugh without a care in the world, in the morning I'd punch Oswald Schneider in the face to make him reconsider the birth of demons. And tomorrow, at noon, I'd win a bet against the Finality and every single day I'd wander around the universe, fooling even the nameless, as Aha itself did."

Ratio extended his glass towards the sigonian man, who accepted rather shyly. "I half expected you to answer like this and a year ago I would have fully believed it, deeming you unintelligent and reckless, but this is Aventurine's answer. What does kakavasha think?" Veritas retrieved his glass, Aventurine turned his eyes completely away from the other's view.

"Kakavasha?" Said man now turns over to face his lover, quickly swallowing the fish eye on his drink. Ratio loses himself inside the hipnotizing eyes of the sigonian, the color of it's irises seems even more vibrant with the fish eye making the gambler's brain all fuzzy. "Oh, he would have never found his way out of the arms of the Preservation. Not even if he had ever been free, the Remembrance never looses it's grip on any being of this universe.

"I see." Ratio is unsure wether he shouldn't let his gaze avert the magenta eyes or if he should cast his vision on the horizon so that sweet Kakavasha was left alone with his hazy thoughts.