I'm still feeling somewhat braindead, but I was determined to have something post-worthy before the end of the night, and these two have been deemed halfway decent.
And you're just imagining that these have no plot... and that they're less than 400 words combined. Yes.
title: Revidescent
fandom: Tsubasa: Reservoir Chronicle
pairing: Kurogane/Fai
words: 176
rating: G
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40baisers theme #02: blurry
It's driving you mad.
The kid is holding his sword in the practice grounds. That determined look is in his eye. The one that makes you almost believe he could win any battle through sheer force of will. The girl is in the gardens, her dress all frills that would make Tomoyo squeal. She outshines even the flowers around her, somehow.
If you look at them too closely, they disappear.
You see him everywhere. He's laughing maniacally in the kitchens, harassing the cooks into letting him "help." He's chatting up the nobles as though he grew up in the courts of Japan. He's making trouble and calling you names and pulling at your clothes and sleeping in your bed.
He's dancing with Sakura in the gardens; he's cheering for Syaoran from the sidelines.
And you try not to look at him, because somehow you don't want this faint and blurry chronic hallucination you've developed to disappear. But you always look anyway, turning helplessly toward his nonexistence as though maybe this time he won't really be gone.
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title: Compromise
fandom: Tsubasa: Reservoir Chronicle
pairing: Kurogane/Fai
words: 199
rating: PG
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40baisers theme #20: bring me down
There were a thousand things wrong with the situation, but the most pressing, at present, was that Kurogane was simply too tall for kissing.
It was an issue of logistics, really, because even when Fai was standing on his toes, stretching himself out as far as he could against the other man, he could barely reach an acceptable height. That, of course, is where his hands had to come into play, tugging on black hair in an effort to force the man to lower himself to accommodate. But Kurogane had a habit of being terribly difficult when it came to Fai's plans.
It was really all an awful lot of work, and Fai preferred these things simple. Complications were rarely worth their trouble, and it was almost always much easier to give up. And just as he was coming to the conclusion that perhaps this wasn't worth the stretching and the pulling and the general difficulty of things, Kurogane bent his head down, pressing his mouth against Fai's forcefully enough that the blond found himself off his toes and back on flat feet, thoughts of giving up fleeing his mind.
These things always work better with a little compromise.