MBAME Entry #1: "Fishing" (Tsubasa, G)
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Title: Fishing
Rating: G
Genre(s): humor, friendship
Character(s): Fai, Syaoran mostly
Summary: But the feather was being elusive and Syaoran was beginning to wear under the strain. Fai saw the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, so before dawn on a rest day, he woke the boy quietly and used gestures to get him to come outside.
-Fishing-
The worlds were all beginning to look alike to Fai, the grasses of one universe blending into the grasses of another. The birds sung sweetly and Sakura was sweeter as she slowly began to regain her strength and her core.
Fai put great stock in the core of a person, not that he ever quite thought of people in terms of their souls or their centers. He simply saw right through Syaoran's desperation to an unstained heart, through Kurogane's flinty eyes to his admirable determination. It was the center that mattered, when it came to people. That's why he was careful to keep his own hidden.
They'd been in this particular world for a couple of weeks now and they were firmly settled into a small cottage overlooking the village lake. Fai had gone down there the first day and thought about pushing Kurogane in, just for fun, but he figured that ninjas could probably swim, considering.
But the feather was being elusive and Syaoran was beginning to wear under the strain. Fai saw the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, so before dawn on a rest day, he woke the boy quietly and used gestures to get him to come outside.
"What's going on?" Syaoran said as soon as they had left the cottage and he could speak without waking Sakura. Clearly Syaoran thought that Fai had had an epiphany of sorts, or that Mokona had woke Fai with news about the feather. He was ready for action, not even rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"Nothing, absolutely nothing," Fai reassured cheerfully. He reached down and picked up a long pole, handing it to Syaoran, who held it, looking quizzical.
"Do you want to train, Fai-san?"
"Actually," Fai said, picking up a pole of his own, "I thought we could go fishing. You've never done that, have you?"
"Well, no, but..."
"Sometimes you have to take breaks, my friend. You don't want Sakura worrying over you, do you? This will be an adventure!"
"Have you ever been fishing?" Syaoran asked, letting Fai propel him down to the lakeside.
"Ice fishing," the blonde replied with a wink, "and since we won't be sitting around a hole in the ice hoping for a miracle, I think we'll do fine."
It wasn't as easy as Fai thought it would be, having carefully observed the village boys one afternoon, but eventually they got their poles in the water. After that, it was a waiting game. Fai leaned back in the grass and let the early dawn light warm his face. Grass was a good thing. He was glad to have grass while he was running desperately from Ashura.
Syaoran sat up stiffly. The boy was always stiff, Fai thought. Losing years of history with Sakura had made less approachable than he had been, though Fai imagined that he'd never been quite approachable. The boy with one blind eye, who struggled to see even more than people with two. He had the determination to reach the goal.
Honestly, Fai thought Syaoran was stronger than he was, magic be damned.
Fai fell asleep on the shore and after a while Syaoran drifted into a contemplative doze. It was Kurogane that found them hours later. He nudged Fai roughly and the wizard's eyes popped open.
"What are you doing?"
"We're fishing," Fai said, gesturing grandly at the pole he had wedged between two stones, so that a fish wouldn't disturb his rest. Kurogane blinked a couple of times and pulled the line from the water.
"You have to use bait, fool," he said dryly, pointing to an empty fishhook. Syaoran jerked in his doze and woke up, grabbing the pole reflexively. He pulled it out of the water and a small fish came with it, a creature with green scales and a stupid look.
"Apparently not, hmm?" Fai said. Syaoran carefully pulled the fish from the hook to toss it back into the lake. He seemed to understand that catching something wasn't the real point of fishing.
"Syaoran-kun!" Sakura said then, emerging from the house and scurrying down the slope to where the group was gathered. "What are you doing?"
Syaoran looked furiously guilty and threw the fish in the water. Fai laughed and handed Kurogane the fishing pole.
"Kuro-pii was teaching us how to fish, Sakura-chan! It's great fun if you don't catch anything."
"But it hurts the fishes..."
"I didn't--" Kurogane said, also looking furiously guilty. Fai smiled widely and walked past the group into the house. Of course, Mokona's internal alarm was going off. They'd be gone from this place within a day.
Maybe Fai would see if he could keep the fishing poles.
-End-
Title: Fishing
Rating: G
Genre(s): humor, friendship
Character(s): Fai, Syaoran mostly
Summary: But the feather was being elusive and Syaoran was beginning to wear under the strain. Fai saw the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, so before dawn on a rest day, he woke the boy quietly and used gestures to get him to come outside.
-Fishing-
The worlds were all beginning to look alike to Fai, the grasses of one universe blending into the grasses of another. The birds sung sweetly and Sakura was sweeter as she slowly began to regain her strength and her core.
Fai put great stock in the core of a person, not that he ever quite thought of people in terms of their souls or their centers. He simply saw right through Syaoran's desperation to an unstained heart, through Kurogane's flinty eyes to his admirable determination. It was the center that mattered, when it came to people. That's why he was careful to keep his own hidden.
They'd been in this particular world for a couple of weeks now and they were firmly settled into a small cottage overlooking the village lake. Fai had gone down there the first day and thought about pushing Kurogane in, just for fun, but he figured that ninjas could probably swim, considering.
But the feather was being elusive and Syaoran was beginning to wear under the strain. Fai saw the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, so before dawn on a rest day, he woke the boy quietly and used gestures to get him to come outside.
"What's going on?" Syaoran said as soon as they had left the cottage and he could speak without waking Sakura. Clearly Syaoran thought that Fai had had an epiphany of sorts, or that Mokona had woke Fai with news about the feather. He was ready for action, not even rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"Nothing, absolutely nothing," Fai reassured cheerfully. He reached down and picked up a long pole, handing it to Syaoran, who held it, looking quizzical.
"Do you want to train, Fai-san?"
"Actually," Fai said, picking up a pole of his own, "I thought we could go fishing. You've never done that, have you?"
"Well, no, but..."
"Sometimes you have to take breaks, my friend. You don't want Sakura worrying over you, do you? This will be an adventure!"
"Have you ever been fishing?" Syaoran asked, letting Fai propel him down to the lakeside.
"Ice fishing," the blonde replied with a wink, "and since we won't be sitting around a hole in the ice hoping for a miracle, I think we'll do fine."
It wasn't as easy as Fai thought it would be, having carefully observed the village boys one afternoon, but eventually they got their poles in the water. After that, it was a waiting game. Fai leaned back in the grass and let the early dawn light warm his face. Grass was a good thing. He was glad to have grass while he was running desperately from Ashura.
Syaoran sat up stiffly. The boy was always stiff, Fai thought. Losing years of history with Sakura had made less approachable than he had been, though Fai imagined that he'd never been quite approachable. The boy with one blind eye, who struggled to see even more than people with two. He had the determination to reach the goal.
Honestly, Fai thought Syaoran was stronger than he was, magic be damned.
Fai fell asleep on the shore and after a while Syaoran drifted into a contemplative doze. It was Kurogane that found them hours later. He nudged Fai roughly and the wizard's eyes popped open.
"What are you doing?"
"We're fishing," Fai said, gesturing grandly at the pole he had wedged between two stones, so that a fish wouldn't disturb his rest. Kurogane blinked a couple of times and pulled the line from the water.
"You have to use bait, fool," he said dryly, pointing to an empty fishhook. Syaoran jerked in his doze and woke up, grabbing the pole reflexively. He pulled it out of the water and a small fish came with it, a creature with green scales and a stupid look.
"Apparently not, hmm?" Fai said. Syaoran carefully pulled the fish from the hook to toss it back into the lake. He seemed to understand that catching something wasn't the real point of fishing.
"Syaoran-kun!" Sakura said then, emerging from the house and scurrying down the slope to where the group was gathered. "What are you doing?"
Syaoran looked furiously guilty and threw the fish in the water. Fai laughed and handed Kurogane the fishing pole.
"Kuro-pii was teaching us how to fish, Sakura-chan! It's great fun if you don't catch anything."
"But it hurts the fishes..."
"I didn't--" Kurogane said, also looking furiously guilty. Fai smiled widely and walked past the group into the house. Of course, Mokona's internal alarm was going off. They'd be gone from this place within a day.
Maybe Fai would see if he could keep the fishing poles.
-End-