[Drabbles] [3 Naruto] [1 Trigun]
Just a few assorted drabbles retrieved from my hard drive. Mostly excerpts from half finished fics that... really are never going to go anywheres.
Snake Pit
Kabuto was a puzzle to be solved.
There are his devotees and then there are his containers and each one of them reads like badly written poetry. Orochimaru has a gift for finding the weak stone in the foundation. He knows what makes people tick. Like clockwork, they unwind for him, slowly and predictable, only to be looped around his fingers. Dancers in his grand opera, orchestrated tools with the illusion of free will.
Sasuke Uchiha is like this. He's a pretty little toy who's broken in all the wrong places and glued too tightly in all the right ones. He's wired like an eletric wind up doll and when Orochimaru says dance, he'll glare, growl and pretend he's in control of his life; then he'll dance.
But Kabuto refuses to be defined. He knows when the critisize, when to simper, when to insult and when to bend with the wind. He is water elemental personified; mutable and destructive, pure apathetic brilliance behind a disarming smile. It takes a certain kind of man to walk head on into the snake pit and emerge unscathed, but sometimes Orochimaru thinks that Kabuto might be a snake himself.
Orochimaru almost wishes he'd killed the boy when he had the chance.
Word Count: 203
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Tea and the Day After
They have tea a week after Naruto leaves. Sakura orders green cha with mint and sugar and drinks it all before it cools down. Kakashi orders black coffee and only pretends to touch it- they both know he had no intention of drinking it in the first place.
She folds her hands in front of her and studies her thumbnails. He tries to look at her, but his vision goes blurry and he just keeps saying the same thing over and over again in his mind: 'I failed Sasuke, I failed Naruto and most of all, I failed you Sakura. Could you ever forgive me?'
Finally, she looks up at him with a clear, strained smile and says: "I'm sorry Kakashi-sensei, for not being able to do anything." her empty grin deepens into something almost sincere as she continues, "Tsunade-sama agreed to take me on as a student. Next time I'll be strong enough to fight. Next time I'll be the one to bring him home."
Kakashi feels a little bit of life go out of him because it's so absurd that she's the one apologizing. Kakashi wants to tell her this, but all he can say is: "You'll be a fine konouchi, Sakura."
But she knows what he means.
Word Count: 204
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Orphan
Haku was an adult by the time he was ten years old.
Most people would say that any child who suffers an orphan's trauma emerges from the ashes of their childhood fully grown, but Haku knew that he was not an adult until Zabuza-san looked at him and said: "We have the same eyes."
Zabuza-san did not need a child, he needed a weapon. He needed an adult. So Haku grew up.
Word Count: 70
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animeverse, AUish
The Revelation
And just like that, it's over. The land is changed already and a slow, steady chill works it's way through Wolfwood's spine as he feels the first drops of rain hit his outstretched hands.
"Water falling from a darkened sky," Meryl whispers behind him, backing slowly (unconciously) into Milly's comforting grasp, "What do you think, Mr. Priest?" she asks shakily, trying her very best to sound wry, "Are the end times upon us?"
"The end?" Milly laughs, "Meryl, this is the beginning!"
"Anyways, in the Bible it rained frogs," Wolfwood responds flatly, but he can hear the hitch in his own voice "This is definitely more unusual."
Word Count: 103
Snake Pit
Kabuto was a puzzle to be solved.
There are his devotees and then there are his containers and each one of them reads like badly written poetry. Orochimaru has a gift for finding the weak stone in the foundation. He knows what makes people tick. Like clockwork, they unwind for him, slowly and predictable, only to be looped around his fingers. Dancers in his grand opera, orchestrated tools with the illusion of free will.
Sasuke Uchiha is like this. He's a pretty little toy who's broken in all the wrong places and glued too tightly in all the right ones. He's wired like an eletric wind up doll and when Orochimaru says dance, he'll glare, growl and pretend he's in control of his life; then he'll dance.
But Kabuto refuses to be defined. He knows when the critisize, when to simper, when to insult and when to bend with the wind. He is water elemental personified; mutable and destructive, pure apathetic brilliance behind a disarming smile. It takes a certain kind of man to walk head on into the snake pit and emerge unscathed, but sometimes Orochimaru thinks that Kabuto might be a snake himself.
Orochimaru almost wishes he'd killed the boy when he had the chance.
Word Count: 203
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Tea and the Day After
They have tea a week after Naruto leaves. Sakura orders green cha with mint and sugar and drinks it all before it cools down. Kakashi orders black coffee and only pretends to touch it- they both know he had no intention of drinking it in the first place.
She folds her hands in front of her and studies her thumbnails. He tries to look at her, but his vision goes blurry and he just keeps saying the same thing over and over again in his mind: 'I failed Sasuke, I failed Naruto and most of all, I failed you Sakura. Could you ever forgive me?'
Finally, she looks up at him with a clear, strained smile and says: "I'm sorry Kakashi-sensei, for not being able to do anything." her empty grin deepens into something almost sincere as she continues, "Tsunade-sama agreed to take me on as a student. Next time I'll be strong enough to fight. Next time I'll be the one to bring him home."
Kakashi feels a little bit of life go out of him because it's so absurd that she's the one apologizing. Kakashi wants to tell her this, but all he can say is: "You'll be a fine konouchi, Sakura."
But she knows what he means.
Word Count: 204
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Orphan
Haku was an adult by the time he was ten years old.
Most people would say that any child who suffers an orphan's trauma emerges from the ashes of their childhood fully grown, but Haku knew that he was not an adult until Zabuza-san looked at him and said: "We have the same eyes."
Zabuza-san did not need a child, he needed a weapon. He needed an adult. So Haku grew up.
Word Count: 70
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animeverse, AUish
The Revelation
And just like that, it's over. The land is changed already and a slow, steady chill works it's way through Wolfwood's spine as he feels the first drops of rain hit his outstretched hands.
"Water falling from a darkened sky," Meryl whispers behind him, backing slowly (unconciously) into Milly's comforting grasp, "What do you think, Mr. Priest?" she asks shakily, trying her very best to sound wry, "Are the end times upon us?"
"The end?" Milly laughs, "Meryl, this is the beginning!"
"Anyways, in the Bible it rained frogs," Wolfwood responds flatly, but he can hear the hitch in his own voice "This is definitely more unusual."
Word Count: 103