[Day 15] Eyes
Title: Eyes
Author: doumeki
Rating: G
Series: X
Characters/Pairings: Kusanagi/Yuzuriha
Theme: 20. Gingerbread
Word Count: 350
Author's Notes: 15/24 of the Advent Calendar
She was eighteen now, an adult in the eyes of the world, but her eyes held the wisdom and weight of someone beyond her years. The crisis, as many had come to call it, had changed them all, but she had remained untouched except for her eyes.
He supposed that there hadn’t been any way to protect her from the harsh reality of their battles, but whenever he looked into her eyes, sharp and intelligent, a part of him wished he had tried harder.
“Kusanagi-san,” she chirped. “We made gingerbread in home economics today.” She held out the wrapped package to him and he reached out for it, thanking her for her thoughtfulness. The fingers that brushed against his as he took the baked good were too deliberate to be accidental, and he stared into her eyes.
“You know,” she started slowly, watching him with clear eyes, “I’m eighteen now.”
As if I could forget, he thought. “It’s a mighty fine age, little missy,” he replied evasively.
She stood closer to him, angling her body so that a shallow breath on either’s part would have them touching. “It is,” she agreed readily, her breath tingling against his lips.
He stepped back, putting distance between them. Nekoi Yuzuriha was eighteen years old, and clearly coming onto him. Again.
“Is something wrong, Kusanagi-san?” she asked, resting her arm on his shoulder casually. “Maybe we should go somewhere so you can sit down.”
The fact that she was now tugging him insistently in the direction of her apartment was not lost on him. He extracted his arm from her frighteningly tight grip and told her he was fine. “But,” he lied, “I do have work soon. I should get going.”
He was ready for the pout when it came, quickly making his excuses and promising to meet her later in the week before turning and heading off, ignoring the heat that spread across his cheeks when she stopped him to gently press her lips to his.
“Have a good day, Kusanagi-san,” she said smugly before skipping off in the direction of her apartment.
Author: doumeki
Rating: G
Series: X
Characters/Pairings: Kusanagi/Yuzuriha
Theme: 20. Gingerbread
Word Count: 350
Author's Notes: 15/24 of the Advent Calendar
She was eighteen now, an adult in the eyes of the world, but her eyes held the wisdom and weight of someone beyond her years. The crisis, as many had come to call it, had changed them all, but she had remained untouched except for her eyes.
He supposed that there hadn’t been any way to protect her from the harsh reality of their battles, but whenever he looked into her eyes, sharp and intelligent, a part of him wished he had tried harder.
“Kusanagi-san,” she chirped. “We made gingerbread in home economics today.” She held out the wrapped package to him and he reached out for it, thanking her for her thoughtfulness. The fingers that brushed against his as he took the baked good were too deliberate to be accidental, and he stared into her eyes.
“You know,” she started slowly, watching him with clear eyes, “I’m eighteen now.”
As if I could forget, he thought. “It’s a mighty fine age, little missy,” he replied evasively.
She stood closer to him, angling her body so that a shallow breath on either’s part would have them touching. “It is,” she agreed readily, her breath tingling against his lips.
He stepped back, putting distance between them. Nekoi Yuzuriha was eighteen years old, and clearly coming onto him. Again.
“Is something wrong, Kusanagi-san?” she asked, resting her arm on his shoulder casually. “Maybe we should go somewhere so you can sit down.”
The fact that she was now tugging him insistently in the direction of her apartment was not lost on him. He extracted his arm from her frighteningly tight grip and told her he was fine. “But,” he lied, “I do have work soon. I should get going.”
He was ready for the pout when it came, quickly making his excuses and promising to meet her later in the week before turning and heading off, ignoring the heat that spread across his cheeks when she stopped him to gently press her lips to his.
“Have a good day, Kusanagi-san,” she said smugly before skipping off in the direction of her apartment.