[Fanfic: Various Fandoms] 5 Drabbles for Charity
Over at 5_prompts the mod was hosting a Drabble Tree for Japan. Each of us could write five stories and per story she would donate $1 to Mercy Corps. Basically how it works is the mod would post stories and then the next person has to use a word or phrase from the story above theirs. Of course, I wanted to help out, and I thought I would share my drabbles over here as well. :)
Title: "Gift"
Fandom: Final Fantasy X
Characters/Pairing: Braska, Yuna
Word Count: 221
"Yuna, I have a gift for you." said Braska. His daughter looked up from her game, her innocent mismatched eyes, one green and one blue, staring at him. Her young eyes took in his appearance. He was wearing the robes he would wear on his pilgrimage, as he would fight Sin. It was the uniform he would wear as he went to his death for Spira. It was that face that gave him resolve. There would be a world where Yuna could be safe, could be happy.
At his beckoning hand, Yuna jumped up and scurried over to her father’s side. He held out one hand, the gift wrapped in his fingers. She put her own, small hands beneath his fist, ready to receive. He loosened his fingers and out dropped a small necklace. Auron and Jecht had helped him choose it. Jecht had thought him over sentimental, Auron had thought it was a waste of time. It didn’t matter to Braska, what mattered was that his daughter would have something to remember him by. The piece was simple, silver and very elegant. He watched as her face lit up with joy.
“Father! Thank you!” she said throwing her arms about his neck. He smiled and hugged his daughter back. A daughter that, after this evening, he would never see again.
Title: "Words"
Fandom: Code Geass
Characters/Pairing: Lelouch, Suzaku, Nunnally
Word Count: 299
Those words. He had heard them so many times that it had made him sick since he was a very young age.
Britannian, Japanese, Eleven. Words that changed futures, words that would determine someone’s life. Suzaku was Japanese, that had been pounded into his head for days before he was sent to the small Pacific island with Nunnally in tow. They had been sent as hostages, as bargaining chips in their father, the Emperor’s, game. Lelouch shook with rage at the thought of his father, the man that had taken away his life from him. Because of words, he was a prince, he was a pawn. The Kururugi family were his prison guards.
Suzaku had earned another title as well. After their days of hatred, they had become friends. They looked past the labels and saw each other as people. Japanese or Britannian, it did not matter when it was just the two of them and Nunnally. They would take turns carrying his crippled sister through the woods seeking out adventures in the dense undergrowth. When it was just them, labels did not exist.
It was different in the town, where the other Japanese would give Lelouch hateful glances and act as Suzaku was being deluded by the evil Britannian prisoner. Little did the boys know that one day their roles would be reversed, it would be Suzaku receiving the hateful glares and Lelouch getting the strange ones. For in this imperfect world, labels existed.
On a day in the not so distant future, Lelouch and Suzaku would be standing together on a broken field filled with destruction. Britannia had taken Japan, Japan became area 11. The Japanese became elevens. Lelouch swore the he would destroy Britannia. He would make an end to the words that destroyed people’s lives.
Title: "Waiting"
Fandom: Final Fantasy X
Characters/Pairing: Yuna/Tidus
Word Count: 330
Yuna sighed. She did not know why she still came out to do this. Every day she would stand by the ocean and put her fingers to her lips and whistle just as he had taught her. Each whistle she tried to make louder than the last until she tired herself out and the sound from her mouth had become little more than whispers. Yet each time she blew she hoped with all her heart that he would come out of that ocean and be with her again. He had promised that all she had to do was whistle and he would be there. But he wasn’t, he couldn’t, because he did not exist.
There was a story that Wakka had told her about him once. When he though the pain of Tidus’s disappearance had eased. Wakka had found him out in the ocean. He had invited Tidus to play blitzball with them after he had demonstrated a move that Wakka ineffectually tried to repeat. Yuna had smiled at that, she remembered watching him play for Wakka's team, he had been quite impressive. He had been impressive at many things, he was always there for her when she needed him. He had been more than just a Guardian to her. He was surprising.
She hoped as she would stand by ocean wishing, as the sun sank below the horizon, that he would surprise her again by coming back to her. That one day he would appear out of the ocean like he had for Wakka and come strolling up, all smiles and apologizing for his absence. Yet, he didn't come. Day after day, he did not come.
Yet, day after day, she did. She hoped that somewhere, sometime they'd be able to meet again. Perhaps not in this world, but in another, sometime, someplace. She kept that hope and the whistle became a silent promise that she would come when he would whistle, someday, even if it was far away.
Title: "End"
Fandom: Vampire Knight
Characters/Pairing: Zero, Ichiru, Shizuka
Word Count: 158
I am going to die.
That was the only thought that ran through Zero's head as the vampire woman came towards him, his eyes wide. He had run outside ahead of his parents, sensing something that should not be there. The Hunter blood in his veins ran strong. She was beautiful, she was elegant, she was walking death.
Tears ran down her face as she took him in his arms. In an almost motherly way she embraced his small body, putting her lips close to his neck. He heard his parents running out. His mother's voice calling for him, begging the vampire to stop.
She didn't. She sank her fangs into his neck and all of the world went white with pain. He vaguely felt himself being thrown to the side. Conscious enough to see his parents be killed, torn to shreds before him. He stayed conscious long enough to see his twin's smile, as Zero's world ended.
Title: "Dreams"
Fandom: Black Bird
Characters/Pairing: Kyo/Misao, Ryo (Sagami)
Word Count: 226
"Kyo! Pay attention." yelled his instructor thwacking him on the back of the head with the practice katana. The hit stung and he could feel that Ryo was giving him that look. The look that told him that he was not taking his mission seriously enough.
If you don't try harder you will never become head of the family, Ryo was telling him with his eyes. Kyo was half-tempted to roll his eyes and stick out his tongue at his friend and servant, but that would hardly be the proper behavior for the heir of the tengu clan. Not to mention he might get whacked with the katana again. He took a deep breath and tried to refocus on the task at hand. He needed to take his mind away from the girl he had left in the human world, and focus on the sword positions he may need one day to protect her.
Protecting her, being head of the family, having her, was all his dream. All of this was for her. First position. For a little girl he would dream about, wondering what she would look like when she was all grown up. Block. He dreamed that she would still love him, but would it be true? Thrust. Parry. Block. First Position. Second Position. Thwack.
Perhaps now was not the time for daydreams.
Title: "Gift"
Fandom: Final Fantasy X
Characters/Pairing: Braska, Yuna
Word Count: 221
"Yuna, I have a gift for you." said Braska. His daughter looked up from her game, her innocent mismatched eyes, one green and one blue, staring at him. Her young eyes took in his appearance. He was wearing the robes he would wear on his pilgrimage, as he would fight Sin. It was the uniform he would wear as he went to his death for Spira. It was that face that gave him resolve. There would be a world where Yuna could be safe, could be happy.
At his beckoning hand, Yuna jumped up and scurried over to her father’s side. He held out one hand, the gift wrapped in his fingers. She put her own, small hands beneath his fist, ready to receive. He loosened his fingers and out dropped a small necklace. Auron and Jecht had helped him choose it. Jecht had thought him over sentimental, Auron had thought it was a waste of time. It didn’t matter to Braska, what mattered was that his daughter would have something to remember him by. The piece was simple, silver and very elegant. He watched as her face lit up with joy.
“Father! Thank you!” she said throwing her arms about his neck. He smiled and hugged his daughter back. A daughter that, after this evening, he would never see again.
Title: "Words"
Fandom: Code Geass
Characters/Pairing: Lelouch, Suzaku, Nunnally
Word Count: 299
Those words. He had heard them so many times that it had made him sick since he was a very young age.
Britannian, Japanese, Eleven. Words that changed futures, words that would determine someone’s life. Suzaku was Japanese, that had been pounded into his head for days before he was sent to the small Pacific island with Nunnally in tow. They had been sent as hostages, as bargaining chips in their father, the Emperor’s, game. Lelouch shook with rage at the thought of his father, the man that had taken away his life from him. Because of words, he was a prince, he was a pawn. The Kururugi family were his prison guards.
Suzaku had earned another title as well. After their days of hatred, they had become friends. They looked past the labels and saw each other as people. Japanese or Britannian, it did not matter when it was just the two of them and Nunnally. They would take turns carrying his crippled sister through the woods seeking out adventures in the dense undergrowth. When it was just them, labels did not exist.
It was different in the town, where the other Japanese would give Lelouch hateful glances and act as Suzaku was being deluded by the evil Britannian prisoner. Little did the boys know that one day their roles would be reversed, it would be Suzaku receiving the hateful glares and Lelouch getting the strange ones. For in this imperfect world, labels existed.
On a day in the not so distant future, Lelouch and Suzaku would be standing together on a broken field filled with destruction. Britannia had taken Japan, Japan became area 11. The Japanese became elevens. Lelouch swore the he would destroy Britannia. He would make an end to the words that destroyed people’s lives.
Title: "Waiting"
Fandom: Final Fantasy X
Characters/Pairing: Yuna/Tidus
Word Count: 330
Yuna sighed. She did not know why she still came out to do this. Every day she would stand by the ocean and put her fingers to her lips and whistle just as he had taught her. Each whistle she tried to make louder than the last until she tired herself out and the sound from her mouth had become little more than whispers. Yet each time she blew she hoped with all her heart that he would come out of that ocean and be with her again. He had promised that all she had to do was whistle and he would be there. But he wasn’t, he couldn’t, because he did not exist.
There was a story that Wakka had told her about him once. When he though the pain of Tidus’s disappearance had eased. Wakka had found him out in the ocean. He had invited Tidus to play blitzball with them after he had demonstrated a move that Wakka ineffectually tried to repeat. Yuna had smiled at that, she remembered watching him play for Wakka's team, he had been quite impressive. He had been impressive at many things, he was always there for her when she needed him. He had been more than just a Guardian to her. He was surprising.
She hoped as she would stand by ocean wishing, as the sun sank below the horizon, that he would surprise her again by coming back to her. That one day he would appear out of the ocean like he had for Wakka and come strolling up, all smiles and apologizing for his absence. Yet, he didn't come. Day after day, he did not come.
Yet, day after day, she did. She hoped that somewhere, sometime they'd be able to meet again. Perhaps not in this world, but in another, sometime, someplace. She kept that hope and the whistle became a silent promise that she would come when he would whistle, someday, even if it was far away.
Title: "End"
Fandom: Vampire Knight
Characters/Pairing: Zero, Ichiru, Shizuka
Word Count: 158
I am going to die.
That was the only thought that ran through Zero's head as the vampire woman came towards him, his eyes wide. He had run outside ahead of his parents, sensing something that should not be there. The Hunter blood in his veins ran strong. She was beautiful, she was elegant, she was walking death.
Tears ran down her face as she took him in his arms. In an almost motherly way she embraced his small body, putting her lips close to his neck. He heard his parents running out. His mother's voice calling for him, begging the vampire to stop.
She didn't. She sank her fangs into his neck and all of the world went white with pain. He vaguely felt himself being thrown to the side. Conscious enough to see his parents be killed, torn to shreds before him. He stayed conscious long enough to see his twin's smile, as Zero's world ended.
Title: "Dreams"
Fandom: Black Bird
Characters/Pairing: Kyo/Misao, Ryo (Sagami)
Word Count: 226
"Kyo! Pay attention." yelled his instructor thwacking him on the back of the head with the practice katana. The hit stung and he could feel that Ryo was giving him that look. The look that told him that he was not taking his mission seriously enough.
If you don't try harder you will never become head of the family, Ryo was telling him with his eyes. Kyo was half-tempted to roll his eyes and stick out his tongue at his friend and servant, but that would hardly be the proper behavior for the heir of the tengu clan. Not to mention he might get whacked with the katana again. He took a deep breath and tried to refocus on the task at hand. He needed to take his mind away from the girl he had left in the human world, and focus on the sword positions he may need one day to protect her.
Protecting her, being head of the family, having her, was all his dream. All of this was for her. First position. For a little girl he would dream about, wondering what she would look like when she was all grown up. Block. He dreamed that she would still love him, but would it be true? Thrust. Parry. Block. First Position. Second Position. Thwack.
Perhaps now was not the time for daydreams.