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Hisashiburi da ne? Nabari no Ou fic-app/oneshot
Title: "Everything's back to normal."
Author: ermazing
Rating: G
Fandom: Nabari no Ou
Characters: Yukimi, Yoite (the cat)
Disclaimer: Not my characters, naturallement.
Summary: Yukimi comes home to what is now "normal."
Comments: Yes, this is an app for an RP. Shhhh. Yukimi needs all the love he can get. Also, I used the Japanese phrase "Tadaima." because I feel it conveys a stronger meaning that just "I'm home." In Japan, whenever people leave home, they always say "Ittekimasu" to which you're supposed to reply "Itterasshai." When they return, it's "Tadaima," to which you reply "Okaeri," or more formally, "Okaerinasai." You can't have one without the other, so naturally, I used the Japanese phrase to imply how Yukimi's just a little incomplete. /heartbreak
When Yukimi stepped into his apartment, he didn't bother stripping his jacket off; doing that one-handed was too much of a pain.
"Tadaima," he said, kicking off his boots and stepping onto the empty living room. No one was there to reply, he knew, but it became a habit before he had a chance to think otherwise. It was stupid. No one had ever been here to answer him. No one he could remember, at least.
He walked slowly to the kitchen and set some water to boil for lemon tea. As he gathered a mug and waited for the teapot to do its thing, he could hear Yoite, his newly acquired cat, pawing at the door from across the room. Setting the mug down, he sighed and opened the door, letting the little guy out.
Yukimi had to make sure to keep an eye on Yoite despite his harmless appearance. Last time he left him by himself, the cat managed to singlehandedly break his only new coffee mug and collapse a shelf (bringing with it several empty vases and a can of spare pens.) The mug could be replaced, but the shelf was gone for good. Another casualty to a one-armed owner and his tiny black cat. Yukimi sighed at the memory. "Honestly, I have no idea how you manage to wreak so much havoc, Yoite." The cat merely meowed.
Suddenly, the teapot began to beep, causing Yoite to perk his ears up at the sound. The cat remained calm, but was still alert, like he was used to it, but still hadn't decided whether the sound was good or bad. It reminded Yukimi of someone, but he couldn't remember who.
He gave Yoite a quick pat on the head and moved to the kitchen, where the boiling teapot beeped away. Carefully, he poured the boiling water into a mug. He'd gotten used to doing things with one arm at this point, but because it was his left hand, he had to be extra careful. He'd burnt himself a few times, but it was usually if the phone rang or if Yoite started clawing at his ankles. That done, he grabbed a tea bag from a jar and and dropped it into the water.
As he grabbed his mug and sat on the couch, Yukimi began to notice how quickly normalcy was returning to his flat. The emptiness was fading. Maybe it was Yoite's presence, or knowing that Miharu wanted to keep helping him with his surface job... If he had to admit it, he supposed it was because he started to enjoy feeling needed. With Yoite purring at his side, Yukimi murmured to himself with an inch of a smile. "It's not so lonely anymore."
Tomorrow, he'd have to meet up with Kumohira and the rest to try to seal the Shinrabanshou once and for all but, for now, things weren't so bad. Maybe this was normal.
Author: ermazing
Rating: G
Fandom: Nabari no Ou
Characters: Yukimi, Yoite (the cat)
Disclaimer: Not my characters, naturallement.
Summary: Yukimi comes home to what is now "normal."
Comments: Yes, this is an app for an RP. Shhhh. Yukimi needs all the love he can get. Also, I used the Japanese phrase "Tadaima." because I feel it conveys a stronger meaning that just "I'm home." In Japan, whenever people leave home, they always say "Ittekimasu" to which you're supposed to reply "Itterasshai." When they return, it's "Tadaima," to which you reply "Okaeri," or more formally, "Okaerinasai." You can't have one without the other, so naturally, I used the Japanese phrase to imply how Yukimi's just a little incomplete. /heartbreak
When Yukimi stepped into his apartment, he didn't bother stripping his jacket off; doing that one-handed was too much of a pain.
"Tadaima," he said, kicking off his boots and stepping onto the empty living room. No one was there to reply, he knew, but it became a habit before he had a chance to think otherwise. It was stupid. No one had ever been here to answer him. No one he could remember, at least.
He walked slowly to the kitchen and set some water to boil for lemon tea. As he gathered a mug and waited for the teapot to do its thing, he could hear Yoite, his newly acquired cat, pawing at the door from across the room. Setting the mug down, he sighed and opened the door, letting the little guy out.
Yukimi had to make sure to keep an eye on Yoite despite his harmless appearance. Last time he left him by himself, the cat managed to singlehandedly break his only new coffee mug and collapse a shelf (bringing with it several empty vases and a can of spare pens.) The mug could be replaced, but the shelf was gone for good. Another casualty to a one-armed owner and his tiny black cat. Yukimi sighed at the memory. "Honestly, I have no idea how you manage to wreak so much havoc, Yoite." The cat merely meowed.
Suddenly, the teapot began to beep, causing Yoite to perk his ears up at the sound. The cat remained calm, but was still alert, like he was used to it, but still hadn't decided whether the sound was good or bad. It reminded Yukimi of someone, but he couldn't remember who.
He gave Yoite a quick pat on the head and moved to the kitchen, where the boiling teapot beeped away. Carefully, he poured the boiling water into a mug. He'd gotten used to doing things with one arm at this point, but because it was his left hand, he had to be extra careful. He'd burnt himself a few times, but it was usually if the phone rang or if Yoite started clawing at his ankles. That done, he grabbed a tea bag from a jar and and dropped it into the water.
As he grabbed his mug and sat on the couch, Yukimi began to notice how quickly normalcy was returning to his flat. The emptiness was fading. Maybe it was Yoite's presence, or knowing that Miharu wanted to keep helping him with his surface job... If he had to admit it, he supposed it was because he started to enjoy feeling needed. With Yoite purring at his side, Yukimi murmured to himself with an inch of a smile. "It's not so lonely anymore."
Tomorrow, he'd have to meet up with Kumohira and the rest to try to seal the Shinrabanshou once and for all but, for now, things weren't so bad. Maybe this was normal.