drabbles
From a drabble meme.
Title: Chocolate Fondue
Series: Fruits Basket
Characters: Sohma Hatsuharu/Sohma Kyou
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Notes: HaruxKyou, "chocolate fondue"; for sexyturtle
Haru grabbed Kyou's head and shoved a drippy strawberry into his mouth. Kyou chewed and swallowed resignedly. Even if he didn't understand the concept of dipping fruit in melted chocolate, he complied because Black Haru was someone he just didn't want to mess with.
He was getting tired, though, and his head burned from repeated tugs on his hair. So he turned to the younger boy and opened his mouth, ready for a fight.
A warm tongue slipped past his lips and coated his teeth with chocolate.
Kyou could have dodged the surprise attack. But maybe he didn't want to.
Title: Red
Series: BLEACH
Characters: Kurosaki Ichigo, Zangetsu
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Notes: Ichigo, Zangetsu; "hailstorm"; for iyori
There were less careless ways of doing things.
"Trust in me. There is no need to be so reckless."
"It's not like the pain matters or anything."
"It makes it more difficult to concentrate. The blood does you no good."
But a wound is a wound. Not a big deal. As long as he gets the job done, it doesn't matter how much blood there is. Shinigami reiraku is just as red, after all, and finding that strength in a sea of white is as simple as singling out a falling cherry in a hailstorm.
"Deal with it, old man."
Title: Wanderer
Series: Shoujo Kakumei Utena
Characters: ChuChu
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Notes: ChuChu, "potato muffin"; for fiore777
ChuChu spent his happiest days in a quiet corner of Anthy's room, chewing on soft morsels and soaking in hot tea, steam floating to the ceiling, filling his heart. Sometimes he would scamper to the window and peak out, watching eagerly as energetic birds fluttered through the sky and round insects wiggled across the sill. Occasionally, he would go outside and chase some friendly squirrels, up trees and around bushes.
To most creatures, he came off as mercurial and unfaithful, but he always came home to his sweet Jasmine and a toasty potato muffin, and that was enough for him.
Title: Exhaustion
Series: Blood+
Characters: Miyagusuku Kai
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Notes: Kai, "regret"; for sharona1x2; takes place between episodes 32 and 33
He was tired. His mind and body ached. They'd never ached like this before.
Even that day, when Riku and Saya insisted on playing catch for three hours, with the hot sun pulsing against their skin and the small gusts of wind doing nothing but reminding them that they were melting... Riku and Saya hadn't minded, but Kai had said that he was tired. He'd shuffled into the house without another word.
Even that day hadn't drained him this much.
Thinking back on it now, he wished he'd stayed outside to keep playing catch with them, just a little longer.
Title: The Walk Home
Series: Prince of Tennis
Characters: Ohtori Choutarou/Shishido Ryou
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Notes: ToriShishi for me, because I didn't let people ask for Tenipuri drabbles. Kekeke. :D
They typically had just enough to say on their walks home together. They would fill the air with friendly chatter before reaching Shishido's house and exchanging "goodnight"s.
But only one set of feet slowed in front of the house that night. Shishido kept walking, mumbling quietly. "Why are you stopping here? Your house is still a ways off."
"Ah, right, Shishido-san." Ohtori ducked his head and continued forward, matching the other boy's slow strides.
Sneakers scraped against the pavement and fabric rasped into the warm air around them, but neither made a sound. They both had too much to say.
Title: Chocolate Fondue
Series: Fruits Basket
Characters: Sohma Hatsuharu/Sohma Kyou
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Notes: HaruxKyou, "chocolate fondue"; for sexyturtle
Haru grabbed Kyou's head and shoved a drippy strawberry into his mouth. Kyou chewed and swallowed resignedly. Even if he didn't understand the concept of dipping fruit in melted chocolate, he complied because Black Haru was someone he just didn't want to mess with.
He was getting tired, though, and his head burned from repeated tugs on his hair. So he turned to the younger boy and opened his mouth, ready for a fight.
A warm tongue slipped past his lips and coated his teeth with chocolate.
Kyou could have dodged the surprise attack. But maybe he didn't want to.
Title: Red
Series: BLEACH
Characters: Kurosaki Ichigo, Zangetsu
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Notes: Ichigo, Zangetsu; "hailstorm"; for iyori
There were less careless ways of doing things.
"Trust in me. There is no need to be so reckless."
"It's not like the pain matters or anything."
"It makes it more difficult to concentrate. The blood does you no good."
But a wound is a wound. Not a big deal. As long as he gets the job done, it doesn't matter how much blood there is. Shinigami reiraku is just as red, after all, and finding that strength in a sea of white is as simple as singling out a falling cherry in a hailstorm.
"Deal with it, old man."
Title: Wanderer
Series: Shoujo Kakumei Utena
Characters: ChuChu
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Notes: ChuChu, "potato muffin"; for fiore777
ChuChu spent his happiest days in a quiet corner of Anthy's room, chewing on soft morsels and soaking in hot tea, steam floating to the ceiling, filling his heart. Sometimes he would scamper to the window and peak out, watching eagerly as energetic birds fluttered through the sky and round insects wiggled across the sill. Occasionally, he would go outside and chase some friendly squirrels, up trees and around bushes.
To most creatures, he came off as mercurial and unfaithful, but he always came home to his sweet Jasmine and a toasty potato muffin, and that was enough for him.
Title: Exhaustion
Series: Blood+
Characters: Miyagusuku Kai
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Notes: Kai, "regret"; for sharona1x2; takes place between episodes 32 and 33
He was tired. His mind and body ached. They'd never ached like this before.
Even that day, when Riku and Saya insisted on playing catch for three hours, with the hot sun pulsing against their skin and the small gusts of wind doing nothing but reminding them that they were melting... Riku and Saya hadn't minded, but Kai had said that he was tired. He'd shuffled into the house without another word.
Even that day hadn't drained him this much.
Thinking back on it now, he wished he'd stayed outside to keep playing catch with them, just a little longer.
Title: The Walk Home
Series: Prince of Tennis
Characters: Ohtori Choutarou/Shishido Ryou
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Notes: ToriShishi for me, because I didn't let people ask for Tenipuri drabbles. Kekeke. :D
They typically had just enough to say on their walks home together. They would fill the air with friendly chatter before reaching Shishido's house and exchanging "goodnight"s.
But only one set of feet slowed in front of the house that night. Shishido kept walking, mumbling quietly. "Why are you stopping here? Your house is still a ways off."
"Ah, right, Shishido-san." Ohtori ducked his head and continued forward, matching the other boy's slow strides.
Sneakers scraped against the pavement and fabric rasped into the warm air around them, but neither made a sound. They both had too much to say.