Pretty in Pink: A RK Short Story
Title: Pretty in Pink
Author: Azuhra (Daughter of Chaos on FF.net)
Prompt: Image
Rating: K
Word Count: 861
Character(s): Sanosuke, Kenshin
Summary: Truly Sano, it proably isn't that funny. Okay... yes it is >.<
A/N: Lulz. I think of the word 'image' and I think of one of those pictures you just CANNOT get out of your mind. Sometimes you really have to suffer for those images, you really do. Ask Sano.
Word a Day Prompts: Image
Pretty in Pink
Heaven above! There would be no removing this particular image from the back of his retinas for the rest of his days. Truthfully, he didn't want to remove it. This sort of thing was absolutely priceless. Sanosuke felt that damn stubborn smile tugging on his lips again as he commented, “You really do get into your cooking don't you Kenshin?”
“Sano...” Blue eyes glared up at him from the smaller rurouni. The name was drawn out in a hiss of warning, the stance and tone reminding Sanosuke of who here was capable of pounding whose face into the dirt of the dojo's back yard. Kenshin rarely used that look on Sano, rarely used it anyone as he genuinely preferred other tactics to getting his way than intimidation.
For his part, Sanosuke rather thought that under different circumstance he might have been quaking in his bandaging. But right now... right now Kenshin could beat him into the ground and he'd still loose the battle with his sense of humor.
Because this was just too perfect, it really was.
“I'm just saying,” the younger man drawled, his face contorting despite his best intentions into a full fledged grin, “That this is really a whole body affair for you. You should consider getting into the business of smashing grapes. I think you'd have a knack for it.”
“Sano,” Kenshin really growled it this time, through his teeth and deep in his throat. The whole business. “Don't you dare laugh.”
And of course being specifically told not to laugh caused the natural reaction of a bubble of laughter to wriggle its way up through his belly. Sanosuke swallowed hard on the defiant thing. But the grin was not going away again. It was there to stay and there was nothing the ex-street ruffian could do about fixing that at this point.
“I wouldn't dream of it Kenshin. You know, you could give up cooking and go for clothing dyeing, I understand that's a pretty noble trade. And you have some real skill there...”
A muscle twitched in the rurouni's serious set face and Sanosuke abruptly found himself forced to press a hand to his belly and one to his mouth to stifle the determined laughter that had worked up from his stomach and was now lodged in his esophagus. This was worse than heart burn, nearly doubling him over and causing tears to prick at his eyes. And, oh, by all things beautiful was that a horrendously dirty look he was getting from Kenshin.
“Are you done yet? Or should this one stand here and patiently wait for you to get it out of your system?”
The crossed arms and accompanying toe-tapping that went with this cold sentence nearly forced Sanosuke to give into to his epic battle with his own comedic sense. Instead he struggled to respond through his mouth drawn back in a monstrous grin and that laughter lodged in his throat. What came out cracked and squeaked more than his voice had when he was fourteen years old. “Ah man, Kenshin. I'm really trying here! I just need a... just a moment and I think... Like you wouldn't be doing the same thing!”
At this Kenshin's shoulders slumped and his lips twitched into the tiniest hint of a smile for the first time since the incident that set this all in motion. “Indeed this one probably would. Oh, fine Sano, let it out before you explode.”
It was like being given the go ahead at a race track. The gates opened and Sanosuke loosed a peel of laughter into the air that ripped through his lungs and shot passed his lips entirely of its own accord. And once the dam was open it was not closing until the flood level had dropped. Which is how Sanosuke found himself seated on the ground with both arms wrapped around his mid section as he curled into himself with tears in his eyes and howled with laughter for the next several moments.
What was best and probably set him off longer was when Kenshin himself plopped beside Sano and finally unbent himself far enough to give into full fledged laughter along side the younger man. Because the whole thing had been an accident and it was really very funny. To have the grate give way below the pot of warming stewed beets was one thing, to have it happen while Kenshin was stoking the fire right there had been another. While the rurouni's top was always a faded magenta he was now a lovely shade of pink from head to foot. This included his skin and sandals. None of it was an even coating though, which resulted in a pattered array of splotchyness. It was a good thing the pot hadn't been up to boiling yet, but the results were quite worth the accident.
Wiping the the tears from his eyes and gasping for breath Sanosuke really did make the effort to master himself. He wasn't quite done yet though. “Don't let anyone tell you otherwise Kenshin, you really are very pretty in pink!”
Author: Azuhra (Daughter of Chaos on FF.net)
Prompt: Image
Rating: K
Word Count: 861
Character(s): Sanosuke, Kenshin
Summary: Truly Sano, it proably isn't that funny. Okay... yes it is >.<
A/N: Lulz. I think of the word 'image' and I think of one of those pictures you just CANNOT get out of your mind. Sometimes you really have to suffer for those images, you really do. Ask Sano.
Word a Day Prompts: Image
Pretty in Pink
Heaven above! There would be no removing this particular image from the back of his retinas for the rest of his days. Truthfully, he didn't want to remove it. This sort of thing was absolutely priceless. Sanosuke felt that damn stubborn smile tugging on his lips again as he commented, “You really do get into your cooking don't you Kenshin?”
“Sano...” Blue eyes glared up at him from the smaller rurouni. The name was drawn out in a hiss of warning, the stance and tone reminding Sanosuke of who here was capable of pounding whose face into the dirt of the dojo's back yard. Kenshin rarely used that look on Sano, rarely used it anyone as he genuinely preferred other tactics to getting his way than intimidation.
For his part, Sanosuke rather thought that under different circumstance he might have been quaking in his bandaging. But right now... right now Kenshin could beat him into the ground and he'd still loose the battle with his sense of humor.
Because this was just too perfect, it really was.
“I'm just saying,” the younger man drawled, his face contorting despite his best intentions into a full fledged grin, “That this is really a whole body affair for you. You should consider getting into the business of smashing grapes. I think you'd have a knack for it.”
“Sano,” Kenshin really growled it this time, through his teeth and deep in his throat. The whole business. “Don't you dare laugh.”
And of course being specifically told not to laugh caused the natural reaction of a bubble of laughter to wriggle its way up through his belly. Sanosuke swallowed hard on the defiant thing. But the grin was not going away again. It was there to stay and there was nothing the ex-street ruffian could do about fixing that at this point.
“I wouldn't dream of it Kenshin. You know, you could give up cooking and go for clothing dyeing, I understand that's a pretty noble trade. And you have some real skill there...”
A muscle twitched in the rurouni's serious set face and Sanosuke abruptly found himself forced to press a hand to his belly and one to his mouth to stifle the determined laughter that had worked up from his stomach and was now lodged in his esophagus. This was worse than heart burn, nearly doubling him over and causing tears to prick at his eyes. And, oh, by all things beautiful was that a horrendously dirty look he was getting from Kenshin.
“Are you done yet? Or should this one stand here and patiently wait for you to get it out of your system?”
The crossed arms and accompanying toe-tapping that went with this cold sentence nearly forced Sanosuke to give into to his epic battle with his own comedic sense. Instead he struggled to respond through his mouth drawn back in a monstrous grin and that laughter lodged in his throat. What came out cracked and squeaked more than his voice had when he was fourteen years old. “Ah man, Kenshin. I'm really trying here! I just need a... just a moment and I think... Like you wouldn't be doing the same thing!”
At this Kenshin's shoulders slumped and his lips twitched into the tiniest hint of a smile for the first time since the incident that set this all in motion. “Indeed this one probably would. Oh, fine Sano, let it out before you explode.”
It was like being given the go ahead at a race track. The gates opened and Sanosuke loosed a peel of laughter into the air that ripped through his lungs and shot passed his lips entirely of its own accord. And once the dam was open it was not closing until the flood level had dropped. Which is how Sanosuke found himself seated on the ground with both arms wrapped around his mid section as he curled into himself with tears in his eyes and howled with laughter for the next several moments.
What was best and probably set him off longer was when Kenshin himself plopped beside Sano and finally unbent himself far enough to give into full fledged laughter along side the younger man. Because the whole thing had been an accident and it was really very funny. To have the grate give way below the pot of warming stewed beets was one thing, to have it happen while Kenshin was stoking the fire right there had been another. While the rurouni's top was always a faded magenta he was now a lovely shade of pink from head to foot. This included his skin and sandals. None of it was an even coating though, which resulted in a pattered array of splotchyness. It was a good thing the pot hadn't been up to boiling yet, but the results were quite worth the accident.
Wiping the the tears from his eyes and gasping for breath Sanosuke really did make the effort to master himself. He wasn't quite done yet though. “Don't let anyone tell you otherwise Kenshin, you really are very pretty in pink!”