Digimon Drabble: "Red"
Finally, my last entry for my 5trueloves challenge. Now, I'm free to do someone else. Shoo, I just hope the mods at the comm don't mind that I took so long. But I didn't know what to write for this one.
Anyway, I hope you like it!!!
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Title: "Red"
Beta: Nadie
Rating: PG-13
Words: 292
Characters: Yamato, Sora
Pairings: Yamato/Sora
Theme/Prompt: #23, Heart
Warnings: Um, nothing, I guess.
Disclaimer: Digimon © Akiyoshi Hongo and Toei Animation, and whoever else has rights on it. Plot © Me.
A/N: Takes place somewhere in between the last battle and the epilogue.
Summary: Oh, how he loved That Color.
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Yamato rummaged through his drawers looking for a suitable tie to wear for Sora’s Graduation Ceremony. One that preferably matched his black attire.
He was about to decide on going without a tie, when he found it. The Perfect Tie. Yes, with capital letters. Because it was That Color, the color he loved so much-the color of her hair (though not quite, her hair was a mixture of that color and another, but could still be considered a shade of it), the color of her eyes (so bright and lively).
The color of her heart.
He was still staring at it when Sora came looking for him, claiming that if he didn’t hurry they were going to be late. When she asked him if something was wrong -after a pronounced silence on his part- he only turned to her and smiled, holding up his tie.
“Red,” he said.
Sora looked at him, confused, but he kept smiling as he took in her appearance.
Hair pulled up into a elegant bum, a small amount of makeup covering her face, red lipstick (not that she needed it), her lovely neck surrounded by a silver necklace with a heart-shaped pendant with a ruby incrusted right in the center (that looked suspiciously similar to her crest, the Crest of Love, especially with the rich red color of the ruby), followed by a strapless, form-fitting, red dress that accentuated her beautiful body, and a pair of red stilettos.
Yamato smirked. Well, damn it, he didn’t think he’ll be able to endure the ceremony when she looked so enticing, especially with that pair of fuck-me stilettos.
“What’s so funny?” Sora demanded, probably annoyed.
Yamato shook his tie a bit before tying it around his neck. “We match.”
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Comment, please?
Anyway, I hope you like it!!!
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Title: "Red"
Beta: Nadie
Rating: PG-13
Words: 292
Characters: Yamato, Sora
Pairings: Yamato/Sora
Theme/Prompt: #23, Heart
Warnings: Um, nothing, I guess.
Disclaimer: Digimon © Akiyoshi Hongo and Toei Animation, and whoever else has rights on it. Plot © Me.
A/N: Takes place somewhere in between the last battle and the epilogue.
Summary: Oh, how he loved That Color.
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Yamato rummaged through his drawers looking for a suitable tie to wear for Sora’s Graduation Ceremony. One that preferably matched his black attire.
He was about to decide on going without a tie, when he found it. The Perfect Tie. Yes, with capital letters. Because it was That Color, the color he loved so much-the color of her hair (though not quite, her hair was a mixture of that color and another, but could still be considered a shade of it), the color of her eyes (so bright and lively).
The color of her heart.
He was still staring at it when Sora came looking for him, claiming that if he didn’t hurry they were going to be late. When she asked him if something was wrong -after a pronounced silence on his part- he only turned to her and smiled, holding up his tie.
“Red,” he said.
Sora looked at him, confused, but he kept smiling as he took in her appearance.
Hair pulled up into a elegant bum, a small amount of makeup covering her face, red lipstick (not that she needed it), her lovely neck surrounded by a silver necklace with a heart-shaped pendant with a ruby incrusted right in the center (that looked suspiciously similar to her crest, the Crest of Love, especially with the rich red color of the ruby), followed by a strapless, form-fitting, red dress that accentuated her beautiful body, and a pair of red stilettos.
Yamato smirked. Well, damn it, he didn’t think he’ll be able to endure the ceremony when she looked so enticing, especially with that pair of fuck-me stilettos.
“What’s so funny?” Sora demanded, probably annoyed.
Yamato shook his tie a bit before tying it around his neck. “We match.”
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Comment, please?