poisonangel | [Fic] Growing Up Gunter, PG

Author:

poisonangel7
Character: Gunter
Word Count: 268
Rating: PG
Any Warnings: Extreme last minute-ness and a general fail at writing Gunter?
Author's Note: Written for Round 11 at

kkm_challenge. Prompt: Set of 10 (or more) related one-sentence fics

The outside was the easy part to understand with the porcelain skin, amethyst eyes, and silken hair, but the inside was a complex tangle of emotions, motivations, and complications.

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Most noble children his age were oblivious to the responsibilities they would one day bear, but Gunter always felt the weight of it even as he would play with his ~~dolls~~ collectibles.

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Growing up would have been lonely in the von Christ estate if it weren't for all his charming imaginary friends and their sharp wit and dashing deeds.

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The steel was his choice, the books were his parent's, but he accepted both with such vigor, no one would ever know.

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For most people perfection was only a lofty goal, but for Gunter it was the only option, and everything that came short was failure.

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There was a strong drive to be the best which once achieved meant nothing to him, so he turned toward teaching others to become the best for some competition.

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The girl was hardly a child anymore as she looked at him with incredulous eyes as green as her hair, and he wondered what he had gotten himself into.

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He fit in perfectly with the others at Blood Pledge castle in the sense that he kept himself apart, safely behind the Gunter-shaped mask he'd created for himself.

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The next Maou would be their salvation and the glory of the kingdom—he believed it and so it had to be so, no matter what.

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He didn't see Yuuri as young and inexperienced, but rather as a kindred soul who would grow more kindred any day now.