Challenge Reply: Drabbles
Hey, look! I can actually write a fic in 100 words. Never thought I'd have the discipline for it. Yay!
Title: Kyo Drabbles (how original)
Author: Alyson Metallium
Rating: K
Fic Challenges: The one where Akira gets stuck in blizzard, along with two random ones with Fubuki and Shinrei.
*Akira*
Akira crossed his arms over his chest and shivered miserably. So what if he had lost his temper and smarted off at Akari. That didn’t give the shaman any right to strip him down to his fundoshi and throw him outside into the courtyard of the inn they were staying at. It hadn’t helped that Bon had been laughing so hard he was nearly hysterical and Hotaru had egged Akari on. But the worst was that Kyo had just sat there and grinned, amusement in every line of his body.
Akira looked up and cursed. It was starting to snow.
*Shinrei*
Shinrei was so excited he could barely keep still. He was having dinner with Fubuki, and being near his master was sending his brain into over drive. He desperately tried to imitate Fubuki’s calm and dignified manners, but there were times the chopsticks seemed to be a bit too awkward for a child to handle.
He was concentrating deeply, and jumped when he heard a slight crunching sound near him. Shinrei turned and saw that some of his dinner was missing. He watched as the end of Fubuki’s hair lifted, opened a mouth, and gobbled down his dinner.
Shinrei fainted.
*Fubuki*
Concentration. That was the key to what made Hishigi a successful scientist. When he worked on one of his experiments, he maintained a steady hand. Even now, as he got ready to pour a highly flammable liquid into a smaller beaker, his eye was steady and calm.
“Hishigi,” a voice called out as Fubuki entered the room.
Hishigi glanced over at the Taishirou leader as he gently began to pour the liquid. Fubuki’s hair swung out and bumped into the small vial Hishigi held. There was a muted FWUMPH noise, and Fubuki’s hair vanished in a brilliant plume of flame.
*****
Notes: Yes, I think Fubuki wears a wig, or some type of rug. Or at least extensions. ^^ Shinrei's was just weird, but it was based off two short doujinshi strips I saw that made fun of Fubuki's hair. One had him using his hair as a helicopter. The other one had an eyeball hidden in there (I gotta find the scans).
Title: Kyo Drabbles (how original)
Author: Alyson Metallium
Rating: K
Fic Challenges: The one where Akira gets stuck in blizzard, along with two random ones with Fubuki and Shinrei.
*Akira*
Akira crossed his arms over his chest and shivered miserably. So what if he had lost his temper and smarted off at Akari. That didn’t give the shaman any right to strip him down to his fundoshi and throw him outside into the courtyard of the inn they were staying at. It hadn’t helped that Bon had been laughing so hard he was nearly hysterical and Hotaru had egged Akari on. But the worst was that Kyo had just sat there and grinned, amusement in every line of his body.
Akira looked up and cursed. It was starting to snow.
*Shinrei*
Shinrei was so excited he could barely keep still. He was having dinner with Fubuki, and being near his master was sending his brain into over drive. He desperately tried to imitate Fubuki’s calm and dignified manners, but there were times the chopsticks seemed to be a bit too awkward for a child to handle.
He was concentrating deeply, and jumped when he heard a slight crunching sound near him. Shinrei turned and saw that some of his dinner was missing. He watched as the end of Fubuki’s hair lifted, opened a mouth, and gobbled down his dinner.
Shinrei fainted.
*Fubuki*
Concentration. That was the key to what made Hishigi a successful scientist. When he worked on one of his experiments, he maintained a steady hand. Even now, as he got ready to pour a highly flammable liquid into a smaller beaker, his eye was steady and calm.
“Hishigi,” a voice called out as Fubuki entered the room.
Hishigi glanced over at the Taishirou leader as he gently began to pour the liquid. Fubuki’s hair swung out and bumped into the small vial Hishigi held. There was a muted FWUMPH noise, and Fubuki’s hair vanished in a brilliant plume of flame.
*****
Notes: Yes, I think Fubuki wears a wig, or some type of rug. Or at least extensions. ^^ Shinrei's was just weird, but it was based off two short doujinshi strips I saw that made fun of Fubuki's hair. One had him using his hair as a helicopter. The other one had an eyeball hidden in there (I gotta find the scans).