Drabbles
So...yeah. Remember when Fi did her pairing/relationship dice roll thingy? (Which was awsome btw)
I had several drabbles that I did not post and more that I forgot to write for that thing. So! For your amusement, I present some of Aki's.
The bed was a mess of covers and bodies, clothes littering the floor.
The man yawned, covering his mouth as gray eyes blinked sleepily. “Hey….I’m hungry.”
“You have two hands.” the young woman grumbled. The man poked her.
“Heeeeeey, that’s not nice! ‘Sides you’re the woman and - OOF!”
Shikako glared down at him. “Men…you’re so troublesome.”
Aki grinned weakly up from the floor. “…I just wanted some breakfast.”
She was rather cute, all things considered.
Even with that squirrel on her head.
Aki cocked his head, then looked down at the box she was shoving at him. He blinked and took it. “What’s this then?”
“Sensei told me it was your birthday and so I made you a gift!” Her grin is almost blinding and Aki wonders if its that or the hangover that makes his head pound so suddenly.
“Uh…” he opens it. A sweater. More fabric than he’s ever worn in his life to be honest - what with his love for fishnet - and Aki just stares.
And stares.
Then looks up.
“…It’s green.”
“Yup!” The girl grins and says something about how green is represenative of new life and youth and some other stuff that Aki isn’t sure he wants to know…but the fact that someone who barely knew him gave him…something they made makes him pause.
He blinks again. “Uh…thanks then, luv.”
There was a slight blush. And she grins even wider. “I hope it fits!”
“Oh.” Aki sets the box aside on his desk and then slips out of his coat before tugging on the sweater. It’s too big and the arms are too long and it is really, way too warm for a sweater.
But Aki takes one look at the proud expression in the girl’s eyes and he’s done for. So he grins enthusiastically, rolls up the sleeves and proclaims it the best gift he’s ever had.
And a year later, that sweater has been worn so many times that it’s torn and full of holes, but he still wears it, especially when he knows he’ll be running into her, because it makes a smile appear on her face that is…different. And somewhere inside he knows that if she knew how to smile like that at any other time, he would be suckered into anything she wanted.
But he knows she wouldn’t do that even if she knew how. And for some reason that makes her all the more cute.
Aki doesn’t consider himself in love. It doesn’t really occur to him that going out of his way to “accidently” run into her, or learning more about what she likes is unusual. He simply enjoys seeing her.
Maybe, he hopes at times, she likes seeing him too.
He was drunk.
Twenty two could be really depressing, he reflected, looking at the thirteen year old who was calmly - almost stoically - assessing him.
Which was odd. He didn’t remember her before. “Whatcha doin’ down here kid?”
Her eyes stared at him. Aki stared back. The girl merely stated, “I work here.”
He laughed. What was she, maybe twelve? Thirteen, fourteen? The man shook his head. “What do you mean?”
“I passed the ANBU tests last week. I understand that Torture and Interrogation often works closely with ANBU.” she eyed him.
“Yeah, I guess.” Aki stared at her. “How old are you? You’re just a kid.”
She hadn’t answered then and somehow Aki never expected answers from her after that encounter.
He still saw her in the halls now and again, always paused to speak to her. As was his wont, he often joked with her, flirted, suggested things he never expected to be taken up on.
So one day, when he did jokingly suggest that she let him show her a good time, Aki was taken aback when Itae looked at him seriously.
And said, “Yes.”
“Huh?” Aki stared at the small teen in front of him.
“I said Yes.” Itae said calmly. Her dark eyes were almost as impassive as her face.
“Uh…..” Aki backed away a step. “You…no…that was….”
Damn, couldn’t she take a joke? Why hadn’t she just stared at him and then walked away like she usually did?
“Are you going to or not?” she demanded firmly.
“…”
Itae turned and walked away. Aki watched her go, too much in shock to call after her.
He never made those sort of jokes around her again. And it was much later that he wondered if that was why she’d said yes in the first place.
Honestly, Aki and Leigh are my favorite in this batch. ^^ Leigh is just too cute. XD
I had several drabbles that I did not post and more that I forgot to write for that thing. So! For your amusement, I present some of Aki's.
The bed was a mess of covers and bodies, clothes littering the floor.
The man yawned, covering his mouth as gray eyes blinked sleepily. “Hey….I’m hungry.”
“You have two hands.” the young woman grumbled. The man poked her.
“Heeeeeey, that’s not nice! ‘Sides you’re the woman and - OOF!”
Shikako glared down at him. “Men…you’re so troublesome.”
Aki grinned weakly up from the floor. “…I just wanted some breakfast.”
She was rather cute, all things considered.
Even with that squirrel on her head.
Aki cocked his head, then looked down at the box she was shoving at him. He blinked and took it. “What’s this then?”
“Sensei told me it was your birthday and so I made you a gift!” Her grin is almost blinding and Aki wonders if its that or the hangover that makes his head pound so suddenly.
“Uh…” he opens it. A sweater. More fabric than he’s ever worn in his life to be honest - what with his love for fishnet - and Aki just stares.
And stares.
Then looks up.
“…It’s green.”
“Yup!” The girl grins and says something about how green is represenative of new life and youth and some other stuff that Aki isn’t sure he wants to know…but the fact that someone who barely knew him gave him…something they made makes him pause.
He blinks again. “Uh…thanks then, luv.”
There was a slight blush. And she grins even wider. “I hope it fits!”
“Oh.” Aki sets the box aside on his desk and then slips out of his coat before tugging on the sweater. It’s too big and the arms are too long and it is really, way too warm for a sweater.
But Aki takes one look at the proud expression in the girl’s eyes and he’s done for. So he grins enthusiastically, rolls up the sleeves and proclaims it the best gift he’s ever had.
And a year later, that sweater has been worn so many times that it’s torn and full of holes, but he still wears it, especially when he knows he’ll be running into her, because it makes a smile appear on her face that is…different. And somewhere inside he knows that if she knew how to smile like that at any other time, he would be suckered into anything she wanted.
But he knows she wouldn’t do that even if she knew how. And for some reason that makes her all the more cute.
Aki doesn’t consider himself in love. It doesn’t really occur to him that going out of his way to “accidently” run into her, or learning more about what she likes is unusual. He simply enjoys seeing her.
Maybe, he hopes at times, she likes seeing him too.
He was drunk.
Twenty two could be really depressing, he reflected, looking at the thirteen year old who was calmly - almost stoically - assessing him.
Which was odd. He didn’t remember her before. “Whatcha doin’ down here kid?”
Her eyes stared at him. Aki stared back. The girl merely stated, “I work here.”
He laughed. What was she, maybe twelve? Thirteen, fourteen? The man shook his head. “What do you mean?”
“I passed the ANBU tests last week. I understand that Torture and Interrogation often works closely with ANBU.” she eyed him.
“Yeah, I guess.” Aki stared at her. “How old are you? You’re just a kid.”
She hadn’t answered then and somehow Aki never expected answers from her after that encounter.
He still saw her in the halls now and again, always paused to speak to her. As was his wont, he often joked with her, flirted, suggested things he never expected to be taken up on.
So one day, when he did jokingly suggest that she let him show her a good time, Aki was taken aback when Itae looked at him seriously.
And said, “Yes.”
“Huh?” Aki stared at the small teen in front of him.
“I said Yes.” Itae said calmly. Her dark eyes were almost as impassive as her face.
“Uh…..” Aki backed away a step. “You…no…that was….”
Damn, couldn’t she take a joke? Why hadn’t she just stared at him and then walked away like she usually did?
“Are you going to or not?” she demanded firmly.
“…”
Itae turned and walked away. Aki watched her go, too much in shock to call after her.
He never made those sort of jokes around her again. And it was much later that he wondered if that was why she’d said yes in the first place.
Honestly, Aki and Leigh are my favorite in this batch. ^^ Leigh is just too cute. XD