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Only A Memory

By: sivan325
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Only A Memory

Title: Ficlet: Only A Memory 1/1
Type: RPS/FPS “Troy”
Author: Sivan Shemesh sivan325@walla.co.il
Beta: Juniper
Rating: PG
Pairing: V/O, Paris.
Warning: Character death. (It depends how you look at it.) Slightly AU (not exactly like the movie).
Disclaimer: I only borrowed them for the story. This never happened in real life.
Note: Viggo notices the beauty of Paris.
Summary: Viggo watches Orli’s new film… and gets a surprise.


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After a long week of premieres, Orlando trudged into Viggo’s apartment hoping to get some sleep. He mumbled a tired, ‘Hello,’ to Viggo as he made his way to the bedroom.

Viggo had been watching an advance copy of Orlando’s film while waiting for Orlando to arrive. The thought that Orlando looked cute in a skirt crossed his mind several times as he watched Troy.

Viggo sat entranced with the film. “I only wish that you would have told me…let me be proud of you…you’re so damn beautiful…” he muttered as he watched the screen.

A whimper from the bedroom broke his concentration on the movie and he paused the movie, calling, “Orli, is something wrong?”

He walked into the bedroom, jaw dropping as he saw the sleeping beauty that lay sprawled on his bed, covered only by a sheet. It was Viggo’s turn to whimper as his artistic eye took in the angle of the light that fell across Orlando’s sleeping face.

He smiled, turning back to the movie.

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He watched as his enemy stole Paris. His mind kept asking, ‘How could you do this to me, Orlando?’

He felt jealousy claim him as he watched his lover passionately kiss another. “No…please stop…” he pleaded with the screen.

He felt panic and clenched the arms of the sofa during the battle scenes as he grew worried for Paris, his lover’s, life. A growled, ‘No…don’t you dare die in front of me…’ ripped from his throat as he watched Paris’ lifeless body fall to the ground.

“No…” Viggo cried softly at first, and then louder in despair.

“Please wake up…” Viggo begged as he sat as glued to the screen, begging for the character to stand.

“No…” Viggo called out loud.

~

Orli woke up as he heard Viggo’s voice. “No…” His sleepy mind wondered if there was something wrong.

Orli rose from the bed, wiping the tiredness from his eyes as he walked into the other room. Seeing Viggo sitting on the sofa, he asked, “Vig, is there something wrong?”

“Orli…” Viggo asked, surprised. He rose and walked over to the younger man. Wrapping his arms around Orlando, he added, “You’re alive…”

Orli studied Viggo’s face, wondering if he had gone mad. “Viggo?”

“What is it, Paris?”

At Viggo’s response, understanding dawned in Orlando’s eyes. “I should have told you what would happen in the movie…I didn’t know that you’d react like this.”

Viggo just tightened his arms around the younger man. “Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you look in a skirt?”

The End.