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		<title>Dr. Xadium at 06:06, 15 November 2014</title>
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		<title>Dr. Xadium: Created page with &quot;&lt;HTML&gt;  &lt;DIV ID=fanfic&gt;  &lt;h1&gt;&quot;One Summer's Moment&quot; &lt;SMALL&gt; &lt;BR&gt;A tale from the Suburban Senshi Expanded Universe &lt;BR&gt;By Dr. Xadium &lt;BR&gt;May 3rd, 2005 &lt;/SMALL&gt; &lt;/H1&gt;  &lt;I&gt;&lt;B&gt;Auth...&quot;</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot;&amp;lt;HTML&amp;gt;  &amp;lt;DIV ID=fanfic&amp;gt;  &amp;lt;h1&amp;gt;&amp;quot;One Summer&amp;#039;s Moment&amp;quot; &amp;lt;SMALL&amp;gt; &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;A tale from the Suburban Senshi Expanded Universe &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;By Dr. Xadium &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;May 3rd, 2005 &amp;lt;/SMALL&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/H1&amp;gt;  &amp;lt;I&amp;gt;&amp;lt;B&amp;gt;Auth...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;HTML&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;DIV ID=fanfic&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;h1&amp;gt;&amp;quot;One Summer's Moment&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;SMALL&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;A tale from the Suburban Senshi Expanded Universe&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;By Dr. Xadium&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;May 3rd, 2005&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/SMALL&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/H1&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;I&amp;gt;&amp;lt;B&amp;gt;Author's Note:&amp;lt;/B&amp;gt;  This is set sometime in the past before Xadium and Minako join the Suburban Senshi, in early-mid 2001. It's inspired by the lazy&lt;br /&gt;
mood which inspired &amp;lt;A HREF=&amp;quot;http://www.suburbansenshi.com/wallpaper/149.jpg&amp;quot; target=&amp;quot;new&amp;quot;&amp;gt;this picture&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;. The spring always makes me feel this way.&amp;lt;/I&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;P&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;God, it's so hot today,&amp;quot; Minako exhaled, walking into the bedroom of the TARDIS, her hair matted against her forehead from the early spring heat. She&lt;br /&gt;
sighed loudly and looked at the sunlight streaming through the artifical window, which transmitted an exact image of what was outside the craft&lt;br /&gt;
at any given instant. She wished she could roll the thing up like a real window, but alas that was impossible. And the TARDIS air conditioner was broken.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;P&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I got some food,&amp;quot; she continued. American supermarkets were interesting, she reflected. They were huuuuuuuge and the fruit was even left out so people&lt;br /&gt;
could actually *touch it* with their hands. It was kind of gross. Still, she'd brought some back anyway, because she didn't want herself or X-chan to&lt;br /&gt;
get sticky wickets.*&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;P&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* = rickets&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;P&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;X-chan?&amp;quot; She asked, finally turning her attention to the Time Lord whom she was, incredibly, living with. She was still getting used to that whole idea,&lt;br /&gt;
too. It was scary and fun all at the same time. Scary because she was thousands of miles from home, because he was an *alien* and because she was&lt;br /&gt;
acting on an impulse she still didn't quite understand. Was she really in love, or still suffering the after effects of the enemy that had told her she was&lt;br /&gt;
in love? Was this still a trap for X-chan, and they were still living out some fantasy in a matrix or something?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;P&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She sighed and prayed it wasn't true. Life wasn't perfect by any means-- X-chan was a geek, and shy, and easy to fluster, and not at all comfortable&lt;br /&gt;
around her a lot of the time, and crochety too-- but at the same time there was a kinder, tender side that showed through if you knew where to&lt;br /&gt;
look. That's what kept her there. That, and she was kind of worried about the idiot.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;P&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Baka,&amp;quot; she muttered under her breath as she saw Xadium at last, lying splayed across the bed, face down, his head buried in between the pages of a&lt;br /&gt;
textbook, snoring a bit.  As part of his cover as a university student, he had decided to actually take classes, in order to gain access to the campus and&lt;br /&gt;
the technology stored therein, so he could repair his TARDIS, which was really screwed up somehow and fused into the walls of an apartment.&lt;br /&gt;
But being a student meant studying subjects that meant little to him, and the constant barrage of tests and papers and things had worn him out.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;P&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Climbing on top of the bed and making her way across the silk sheets, careful not to dusturb the books, or papers, or pens that were strewn all over&lt;br /&gt;
it, she clambered over to Xadium and rested on his back slightly, ruffling her fingers through his hair.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;P&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Are you ok?&amp;quot; She asked softly, whispering into his ear, but getting no reply.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;P&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Moh~&amp;quot; she exhaled, gently shoving him off the book, and wincing as the sweat from his forehead stuck the page to his face for a moment before it&lt;br /&gt;
let go. The afternoon was really hot, and it was just spring. It was a horrible time for anyone to be cooped up inside, especially studying.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;P&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Arrgh,&amp;quot; Xadium said slowly, waking up and seeing Minako hovering over him, loking at him with an expression of concern and perhaps pity.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;P&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Hello,&amp;quot; he said in a groggy voice, eyes still half-closed, and not bothering to do anything else by way of recognition or movement.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;P&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Do you need anything?&amp;quot; Minako asked, knowing that she couldn't really help him study. She usually sat there and let him explain what he was learning to her,&lt;br /&gt;
but that was the best she could do. She usually cheered him on from the sidelines with a wink and a pretty smile.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;P&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;No, no,&amp;quot; Xadium muttered, propping himself up by the elbows, then sliding himself up and backwards so he was sitting against the bedhead. He looked&lt;br /&gt;
over at all the books and sighed. &amp;quot;By Rassilon, I fell asleep again, didn't I. Finals are next week, and I am *not* ready. Why am I paying them for the&lt;br /&gt;
privilege of putting me through this again?&amp;quot; He sighed and looked at Minako with a wearied expression, shaking his head slightly.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;P&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Minako cracked a smile and turned around, scooting closer and leaning against Xadium like a chair. She snuggled even closer as he reflexively wrapped his&lt;br /&gt;
arms around her waist. Resting her head on his shoulder, she hooded her eyes slightly and followed his gaze, looking out the window,&lt;br /&gt;
the couple's  face lit by the simulated noontime sun.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;P&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Because you want to have a bright future,&amp;quot; she replied, running a hand through her hair.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;P&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
After a few seconds, the atmosphere became one was that of a heavy,  lingering quiet, with only the chirping of some birds outside to puncutate&lt;br /&gt;
the almost solid stillness.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;P&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Xadium didn't want to speak as he sat there, with Minako leaning close, just watching the world pass by. It was a perfect, comfortable moment. A&lt;br /&gt;
sort of nostalgia in progress, a memory being forged by the two of them, right then and there.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;P&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Do you think,&amp;quot; he began tentatively, voice low so as not to shatter the ambient flow, &amp;quot;that one day, years from now, we'll look back at this time, with&lt;br /&gt;
all its stress, and aggravation and annoyance, and think of it as the best time of our lives?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;P&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Maybe,&amp;quot; Minako replied, subconciously adopting his hushed tone, but not whispering per se. &amp;quot;Maybe we'll wish for the time when it was just you, me, this small room with&lt;br /&gt;
the TV, the bed and a stack of textbooks, with Pizza, soda and pocky on the side... when life was simple...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;P&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;It's simpler for you,&amp;quot; Xadium replied, the hint of a playful jab in his voice, &amp;quot;you don't really have to study.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;P&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Maybe, but we're in this together,&amp;quot; Minako exhaled,  closing her eyes and sliding down a bit so her head rested against Xadium's chest, his chin basically propped on top of&lt;br /&gt;
it. &amp;quot;We're friends. Your problems are mine too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;P&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Xadium smiled slightly. He didn't quite know how to reply. He knew how he *felt*, which was grateful and glad, but he lacked the capacity to put that into&lt;br /&gt;
words. Emoting was still a hard task for him, a being used to expressing himself in the most aloof and detached manner possible.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;P&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Thanks,&amp;quot; he finally said at length, after too long a moment had passed (he thought, annoyed). No sooner had the word escaped his lips than&lt;br /&gt;
he instantly thought of a hundred other words and phrases that would have been more apt, more expressive, better. Xadium&lt;br /&gt;
replayed the last few seconds, imagining himself saying those words to the sweet Minako, watching her smile, imagining whole conversations&lt;br /&gt;
spawning in a dozen different directions. But, as usual, reality had paled compared to his fabulous hindsight.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;P&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The conversation had been had, annoyingly weak as it was.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;P&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Minako let out a small chuckle. She understood the sheer effort, bordering on the physical, that must have gone into that &amp;quot;Thank You.&amp;quot;  For all they had&lt;br /&gt;
gone through at the hands of his mind-bending enemy-- for all they had elected to go through afterwards, for all their intimacy and sharing-- he was still&lt;br /&gt;
at a loss when it came to letting his feelings come through aloud. But it didn't matter. One day, she was sure, that day would come.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;P&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Mmm,&amp;quot; she mumbled slightly in relaxation as she decided to just go limp and fall asleep right there, soothed by the sound of Xadium's twin heartbeats&lt;br /&gt;
by her ears. &amp;quot;It's no problem.&amp;quot; She took a deep breath and shifted slightly, her face relaxing to a state of blissful sophorific tranquility.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;P&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Yes, Xadium decided, as he looked down at her angelic sleeping face, leaned back a touch, also closing his eyes, feeling the warm stillness of the&lt;br /&gt;
air, and simply basking in the tangibility of her *presence* by him-- yes, these times would be looked upon fondly when the pain of the future would&lt;br /&gt;
come, as it always would. This oasis of memory he would seal in his hearts forever-- a bulwark against bleaker times.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;P&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
One moment of perfect, tender happiness.&lt;br /&gt;
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