xxxHOLiC: #8
Fandom: xxxHOLiC
Title: Painting in a Painting
Author: ouranwind
Theme: 08. Sunset
Parings/characters: Yuuko Ichihara / Clow Reed
Rating: G
Disclaimer/claimer: Nope, don’t own the characters… and don’t really know who owns the painting now
Summary: When Watanuki discovered a beautiful painting of sunset and a rare item in the treasure room, he couldn’t help himself to figure out the well-hidden story behind them.
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It was a normal Wednesday for Watanuki with lots of cleaning, sweeping, and organizing. But who would think that there would be a beautiful impressionist painting lying beside an archaic rusty tin box in the furthest corner of the treasure room. Despite the fact that Yuuko kept many wonderland treasures from who-knows-where, it’s still rare to see such a beauty in here.
Watanuki took the thin object out and blow off the dust covering it carefully, afraid to scrape it somewhere.
It was a beautiful painting of the purple-orange sunset, especially of the calming ocean dyed violet-gold. There was a small figure bending down in front of the ocean, another painting was lying beside her.
As Watanuki squinted to make out the painting in the painting as it seemed surprisingly familiar to him, Mokona jumped on his shoulder out of nowhere. It was a surprisingly forceful motion that almost caused Watanuki to drop the heavily framed painting.
“Oh, that’s Yuuko-san’s painting. And I bet Watanuki-kun is trying to figure out that painting in the painting.” Mokona grinned as it peeked over Watanuki’s shoulder, “that’s Monet’s Bridge over a Pond of Water Lilies,”
“Huh?” Watanuki’s urge to yell at Mokona’s mischievous prank was completely forgotten as he received this new information, “but who painted this?”
Mokona motioned Watanuki to flip the wooden frame, and he complied. On the back, there were several lines written in a rather messy handwriting, but at least they were legible.
“To Yuuko,
The sunset you’ve always loved.
Clow Reed
p.s. that painting lacked warm colors.”
“Eh?” The little note explained none of Watanuki’s questions, but only added more to his list. Who’s Clow Reed? What’s his relationship with Yuuko-san? And since when did Yuuko-san love sunset this much?
He whirled around to find Mokona, who had climbed down his shoulder and was tucking at the tin box. Watanuki bent down and picked up the old rusty box carefully. He was surprised that the moment he touched the lock on the box, it unlocked itself.
He carefully peaked inside, hoping that nothing disastrous would pop out. Fortunately for him, inside were none but a few old cards that looked like ancient postcards.
Watanuki hold the stationery to his eye level and examined them in several angels. The cards had various sunset landscapes from different viewpoints. Watanuki was about to put them back, when out of the corner of his eyes, he noticed that the picture in one of the cards was moving.
“Whoa!” He instinctively dropped the card and fell back at least 2 inches. Mokona, on the other hand, bounced down and retrieved the fallen card and handed it back to Watanuki.
“Watch,” it instructed.
Watanuki calmed himself down and concentrated on the little scene unfolding.
Along the breathtaking ocean where the sun had dyed it a shade of bright orange and violet, a couple was walking slowly along the beach. The woman had a framed painting under her arm; she stopped gradually and showed the painting to her companion.
Watanuki recognized the painting as the very one he was squinting to make out minutes ago.
“So I heard that you bought this from that painter for barely ten shillings?” Her companion, a robed man around her age, grinned while he traced the frame.
“Yeah?” the woman glanced at the painting one more time, “you know perfectly why I bought it.”
“Why yes I do,” the man agreed without hesitation and looked at the painting thoughtfully, “but I never knew that ponds was your taste.”
“Well, it wasn’t, but did it matter?” The woman turned to look at the beautiful backdrop they were standing upon, “though I do love this one better.”
The man chuckled, “very well, I shall send you a piece of this sunset, my dear”
The woman pouted and gave no reply, but there was evidently a smile on her face.
The picture stopped moving there. Watanuki stared at it some more; he recognized the woman as Yuuko-san the moment he spotted her. Guess that’s Clow Reed then.
“Too bad that this is the only one working now,” Mokona broke the silence and sighed. It then turned around and bounced out of the room.
Watanuki put the objects back to where they were originally found and left after the bouncy bunny.
Yuuko Ichihara emerged from the shelved beside where they were sitting moments ago. As she watched the pair moving toward the garden, she frowned and picked up the painting.
“He never realized that he opened that lock without an effort, huh?”
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Also posted here in my journal, comments are loved... ^^
Title: Painting in a Painting
Author: ouranwind
Theme: 08. Sunset
Parings/characters: Yuuko Ichihara / Clow Reed
Rating: G
Disclaimer/claimer: Nope, don’t own the characters… and don’t really know who owns the painting now
Summary: When Watanuki discovered a beautiful painting of sunset and a rare item in the treasure room, he couldn’t help himself to figure out the well-hidden story behind them.
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It was a normal Wednesday for Watanuki with lots of cleaning, sweeping, and organizing. But who would think that there would be a beautiful impressionist painting lying beside an archaic rusty tin box in the furthest corner of the treasure room. Despite the fact that Yuuko kept many wonderland treasures from who-knows-where, it’s still rare to see such a beauty in here.
Watanuki took the thin object out and blow off the dust covering it carefully, afraid to scrape it somewhere.
It was a beautiful painting of the purple-orange sunset, especially of the calming ocean dyed violet-gold. There was a small figure bending down in front of the ocean, another painting was lying beside her.
As Watanuki squinted to make out the painting in the painting as it seemed surprisingly familiar to him, Mokona jumped on his shoulder out of nowhere. It was a surprisingly forceful motion that almost caused Watanuki to drop the heavily framed painting.
“Oh, that’s Yuuko-san’s painting. And I bet Watanuki-kun is trying to figure out that painting in the painting.” Mokona grinned as it peeked over Watanuki’s shoulder, “that’s Monet’s Bridge over a Pond of Water Lilies,”
“Huh?” Watanuki’s urge to yell at Mokona’s mischievous prank was completely forgotten as he received this new information, “but who painted this?”
Mokona motioned Watanuki to flip the wooden frame, and he complied. On the back, there were several lines written in a rather messy handwriting, but at least they were legible.
“To Yuuko,
The sunset you’ve always loved.
Clow Reed
p.s. that painting lacked warm colors.”
“Eh?” The little note explained none of Watanuki’s questions, but only added more to his list. Who’s Clow Reed? What’s his relationship with Yuuko-san? And since when did Yuuko-san love sunset this much?
He whirled around to find Mokona, who had climbed down his shoulder and was tucking at the tin box. Watanuki bent down and picked up the old rusty box carefully. He was surprised that the moment he touched the lock on the box, it unlocked itself.
He carefully peaked inside, hoping that nothing disastrous would pop out. Fortunately for him, inside were none but a few old cards that looked like ancient postcards.
Watanuki hold the stationery to his eye level and examined them in several angels. The cards had various sunset landscapes from different viewpoints. Watanuki was about to put them back, when out of the corner of his eyes, he noticed that the picture in one of the cards was moving.
“Whoa!” He instinctively dropped the card and fell back at least 2 inches. Mokona, on the other hand, bounced down and retrieved the fallen card and handed it back to Watanuki.
“Watch,” it instructed.
Watanuki calmed himself down and concentrated on the little scene unfolding.
Along the breathtaking ocean where the sun had dyed it a shade of bright orange and violet, a couple was walking slowly along the beach. The woman had a framed painting under her arm; she stopped gradually and showed the painting to her companion.
Watanuki recognized the painting as the very one he was squinting to make out minutes ago.
“So I heard that you bought this from that painter for barely ten shillings?” Her companion, a robed man around her age, grinned while he traced the frame.
“Yeah?” the woman glanced at the painting one more time, “you know perfectly why I bought it.”
“Why yes I do,” the man agreed without hesitation and looked at the painting thoughtfully, “but I never knew that ponds was your taste.”
“Well, it wasn’t, but did it matter?” The woman turned to look at the beautiful backdrop they were standing upon, “though I do love this one better.”
The man chuckled, “very well, I shall send you a piece of this sunset, my dear”
The woman pouted and gave no reply, but there was evidently a smile on her face.
The picture stopped moving there. Watanuki stared at it some more; he recognized the woman as Yuuko-san the moment he spotted her. Guess that’s Clow Reed then.
“Too bad that this is the only one working now,” Mokona broke the silence and sighed. It then turned around and bounced out of the room.
Watanuki put the objects back to where they were originally found and left after the bouncy bunny.
Yuuko Ichihara emerged from the shelved beside where they were sitting moments ago. As she watched the pair moving toward the garden, she frowned and picked up the painting.
“He never realized that he opened that lock without an effort, huh?”
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Also posted here in my journal, comments are loved... ^^