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Let us pretend that I can still write, and let us pretend you still care. With that in mind, a tribute to chapter 307 and to Kamijyo-sensei who writes one freaking wickedass series. Not one of my best SDK efforts, but it happens when you have overlapping story ideas in your head. -.-
Title: Changes
Spoilers: Mostly for Chapter 307
Rating: PG at most, because Kyo can't keep his hands to himself
Word count: 732 (probably less since I have formatting tags in there)
Summary: Post chapter 307 fic because the loser in me demanded to see some Kyo/Yuya interaction.
Disclaimer: Kamijyo-sensei said I could have them all. Really. I really don't own them. Sadly.
In Shiina Yuya’s excitement in seeing Kyo again, she forgot one basic thing. It was only after the initial euphoria had worn off that she remembered. Her blue eyes widened in her alarm, and her arms stiffened up along with the rest of her body.
“What?” he asked gruffly.
“… uh… nothing!”
“Kyo!!! It’s so good to see you back!”
Thank goodness for Kyoushirou’s presence, she thought with some relief.
“What the hell are you doing here?”
Apparently, the feeling wasn’t mutual.
Taken aback from the harsh tone that accompanied Kyo’s words, the some-time medicine man scratched his head. “I was just keeping Yuya company while we waited for you to get back.”
“Don’t you have your own woman to get back to?”
His words snapped her out of her rigidness. “Hey! Don’t be so rude to Kyoushirou. He’s been a good friend to me, along with Sakuya. They always check up on me, even when they’ve just gotten married.”
“Oh? You and Sakuya finally did the dirty deed?”
Kyoushirou reddened. “Kyo!! What a thing to say, especially when you’ve just gotten back…”
“Speaking of, someone finally grew a little,” Kyo drawled.
Yuya’s eyes widened with some alarm when she realized his fingers were now stroking her hip. Panic, along with something else, spread through her. “Wh-what do you mean ‘speaking of’?” she asked while trying to make her escape.
The smirk he threw her was lecherous and entirely Kyo. “Sex.”
Pulling back her arm, she tried to punch him, but he shifted so that her arm wound up going around him instead, causing her to fall against him. His arms closed in once more. “I see someone HAS missed me. Can’t keep her hands off me at all.”
Her answering “shut up” was muffled in his gi. She could feel the rumble in his chest as he laughed at her response.
“Uh… I think I’m going to tell Sakuya the good news. I’ll be back in an hour.”
“If you think an hour’s all I need, you’re wrong.”
While the former Mibu assassin ran as if all the hounds of hell were upon him, Yuya’s cheeks flamed in mortification.
“… what’s bothering you?”
“…”
His hands now rested somewhere between the small of her back and drifted south. She was going to have a heart attack at this rate.
“Woman, are you trying to test my patience??”
When she finally looked up at him, the blonde bounty huntress was fairly sure that all of her fears were in her eyes.
“Aren’t you supposed to cry? Be happy that I’m back?”
“…”
Despite how she felt at the moment, it struck her as amusing that Kyo was now being the chatty one whereas she couldn’t quite put her feelings into words.
“Woman…” he growled, his fingers gripping the curve of her buttocks tightly as a warning.
She yelled and moved away from him. “YOU JERK!!! YOU LEAVE ME FOR THREE YEARS AND THEN YOU COME BACK AND THINK IT’S OKAY TO FONDLE ME!? I’M NOT USED TO THIS, OKAY?! YOU MIGHT BE USED TO ALL THOSE WOMEN, BUT I’M NOT USED TO YOU BEING SO TALL AND LONG HAIRED AND…”
Slapping her hand over her mouth, Yuya could only stare at him while he gazed down at her with fathomless red eyes. She was almost positive he thought that she was being stupid, insecure, and possibly crazy.
“Stupid.”
Her eyebrow twitched.
“Come here,” he rasped, pulling her into his embrace. She stiffened immediately when she practically bounced off his hard chest, but his arms were loose around her. With the sound of his breathing and heart beating steadily beneath her ears, her body eventually relaxed. “You’ll get used to it,” Kyo said, his voice unusually gentle and gruff.
She smiled against his chest, her own arms gradually rising to hold him as well.
Then she felt his hand somewhere it wasn’t supposed to be.
When she raised her head to glare at him in outrage, the grin she saw was unmistakably his.
“It’s a reminder,” he told her.
As Yuya yelled at him, tried to stomp on his foot, and yell bloody murder, she realized it didn’t matter that his body was different. All these feelings she had could only be invoked by one man and that was familiar enough to her. The rest would come in time, though not too soon.
P/S: The icon is extra levels of funny for the VM reference XD
Title: Changes
Spoilers: Mostly for Chapter 307
Rating: PG at most, because Kyo can't keep his hands to himself
Word count: 732 (probably less since I have formatting tags in there)
Summary: Post chapter 307 fic because the loser in me demanded to see some Kyo/Yuya interaction.
Disclaimer: Kamijyo-sensei said I could have them all. Really. I really don't own them. Sadly.
In Shiina Yuya’s excitement in seeing Kyo again, she forgot one basic thing. It was only after the initial euphoria had worn off that she remembered. Her blue eyes widened in her alarm, and her arms stiffened up along with the rest of her body.
“What?” he asked gruffly.
“… uh… nothing!”
“Kyo!!! It’s so good to see you back!”
Thank goodness for Kyoushirou’s presence, she thought with some relief.
“What the hell are you doing here?”
Apparently, the feeling wasn’t mutual.
Taken aback from the harsh tone that accompanied Kyo’s words, the some-time medicine man scratched his head. “I was just keeping Yuya company while we waited for you to get back.”
“Don’t you have your own woman to get back to?”
His words snapped her out of her rigidness. “Hey! Don’t be so rude to Kyoushirou. He’s been a good friend to me, along with Sakuya. They always check up on me, even when they’ve just gotten married.”
“Oh? You and Sakuya finally did the dirty deed?”
Kyoushirou reddened. “Kyo!! What a thing to say, especially when you’ve just gotten back…”
“Speaking of, someone finally grew a little,” Kyo drawled.
Yuya’s eyes widened with some alarm when she realized his fingers were now stroking her hip. Panic, along with something else, spread through her. “Wh-what do you mean ‘speaking of’?” she asked while trying to make her escape.
The smirk he threw her was lecherous and entirely Kyo. “Sex.”
Pulling back her arm, she tried to punch him, but he shifted so that her arm wound up going around him instead, causing her to fall against him. His arms closed in once more. “I see someone HAS missed me. Can’t keep her hands off me at all.”
Her answering “shut up” was muffled in his gi. She could feel the rumble in his chest as he laughed at her response.
“Uh… I think I’m going to tell Sakuya the good news. I’ll be back in an hour.”
“If you think an hour’s all I need, you’re wrong.”
While the former Mibu assassin ran as if all the hounds of hell were upon him, Yuya’s cheeks flamed in mortification.
“… what’s bothering you?”
“…”
His hands now rested somewhere between the small of her back and drifted south. She was going to have a heart attack at this rate.
“Woman, are you trying to test my patience??”
When she finally looked up at him, the blonde bounty huntress was fairly sure that all of her fears were in her eyes.
“Aren’t you supposed to cry? Be happy that I’m back?”
“…”
Despite how she felt at the moment, it struck her as amusing that Kyo was now being the chatty one whereas she couldn’t quite put her feelings into words.
“Woman…” he growled, his fingers gripping the curve of her buttocks tightly as a warning.
She yelled and moved away from him. “YOU JERK!!! YOU LEAVE ME FOR THREE YEARS AND THEN YOU COME BACK AND THINK IT’S OKAY TO FONDLE ME!? I’M NOT USED TO THIS, OKAY?! YOU MIGHT BE USED TO ALL THOSE WOMEN, BUT I’M NOT USED TO YOU BEING SO TALL AND LONG HAIRED AND…”
Slapping her hand over her mouth, Yuya could only stare at him while he gazed down at her with fathomless red eyes. She was almost positive he thought that she was being stupid, insecure, and possibly crazy.
“Stupid.”
Her eyebrow twitched.
“Come here,” he rasped, pulling her into his embrace. She stiffened immediately when she practically bounced off his hard chest, but his arms were loose around her. With the sound of his breathing and heart beating steadily beneath her ears, her body eventually relaxed. “You’ll get used to it,” Kyo said, his voice unusually gentle and gruff.
She smiled against his chest, her own arms gradually rising to hold him as well.
Then she felt his hand somewhere it wasn’t supposed to be.
When she raised her head to glare at him in outrage, the grin she saw was unmistakably his.
“It’s a reminder,” he told her.
As Yuya yelled at him, tried to stomp on his foot, and yell bloody murder, she realized it didn’t matter that his body was different. All these feelings she had could only be invoked by one man and that was familiar enough to her. The rest would come in time, though not too soon.
P/S: The icon is extra levels of funny for the VM reference XD