[Fanfic] Blessings
Title: Blessings
Claim: Shinn Asuka x Cagalli Yula Athha
Theme: Set #2 - 32 - Self-Esteem
Genres: Romance, Angst
Pairings: Shinn x Cagalli, subtle implication of KiraCaga and KiraShinn
Word Count: 2088
Rating: PG
Summary: At least in front of him, she has to fake her confidence. She would rather die than to let him know how he shakes her world.
Comments and Constructive Criticism are welcomed
Disclaimer: I don’t own Mobile Suit Gundam SEED/DESTINY or any of its characters
Warning: Hints of Incest and Shonenai.
My drabbles seems to be flip-flopping between two extremes lol... Here, may I present my not so innocent theme ^^ dedicated to angrycherokee
Blessings
She looks at her hands mindlessly as her fingers the thick dominating ring around her thumb. To the outside world, she looks calm and calculating, when in reality she is near panic trying to envision what she should say when she arrives.
She squeezes the ring nervously trying to release some of her anxiety. She is grateful as she draws strength from the rigidity of the thick white and green stone as it pushes back against her tight grip.
She remembers the time it was given to her. She was about to propose a bill to restructure the chamber, firing a dozen of corrupted officials and putting her brother as one of the Head Representative. He was there, crouching beside her sitting form as he slid the beautiful jade thumb ring into her right hand. It was thick and long covering the entire first segment of her thumb. Her house symbol, a Lion with a Lily, was engraved in as a relief on it. The jewel looked like it was made for the design - the colour matched the symbol perfectly. The area for the lion was pure white while the area for the lily was a variation of pastel green.
“Now you can stop playing with your fingers like a nervous teenager,” A pair of confident red eyes looked back at her, half mocking. “Just thumbs the ring whenever you need something to do, you’ll look a lot more convincing.”
She looked at the ring, and then to the man in front of her, lost for words.
“Go knock them down,” the man did not wait for her reply as he stood up, leading her to the meeting chamber where she had made one of her strongest political move.
The sound of people arriving brings her back to the present as she watches people appearing out of the arrival gate in the space port. She looks sideway and sees the man who gave her the ring staring off at the crowd.
“Shinn,” the person they are waiting for has finally arrived. Cagalli does not know that a simple embrace can feel a razor blade in her heart. That is until the man who has supported her encircles his arms around his lover from afar. She watches on, only to have her pain dulled by a sharper one that feels like a gun shot through her throat when he graces her young rouge cheek with a chaste kiss.
She stares at the beautiful red head. She is wearing a black sleeveless figure hugging shirt covered in layers of frills and lace. Black pearl buttons neatly lineup from her neck down. A high slit in her short denim skirt shows off her shapely thigh. She looks gorgeous and eye catching, a different kind of beauty from Lacus who men only dare to admire afar. Luna’s beauty is inviting, she captivates man.
Realizing it is rude to stare, she looks back down at herself as the couple remains locked in their embrace. Purple uniform meets her sight - she is still wearing her work clothes since they came here straight from the office. She has never felt so uncomfortable in her representative clothes.
“Representative Athha,” finally released from his embrace, Luna greets her, apologizing for not addressing her earlier and her inappropriate display of affection.
“Please call me Cagalli,” she responds, holding her hand with both of her own, desperate to show her hospitality. She is not jealous, she has no right to. She cannot even compare.
“If you don’t mind, me and Kira have organized a small dinner for you at my house tonight,” she puts on her well-practiced smile as she plays host. She cannot help but notices her fuchsia lip gloss and long mascaraed lashes.
“That’s so kind of you,” Luna thanks her as they walk towards the car. Cagalli has never felt so uncomfortable sitting in the back of Shinn’s convertible.
*~*
She excused herself to her room saying that she needs a change of clothes, only to regret it as she stands in front of the mirror wearing only her white lingerie. She stares at her own reflection, unable to bare the hard truth staring back.
What is she to wear?
She wants to laugh at the absurdity of the situation. She, the princess of the richest nation, the Head Representative of Orb and the daughter of the great Uzumi Nala Athha does not know what to put on for a simple dinner. Sure she has a few gowns for balls and celebrations but they are all too elaborate for this occasion. She tries to look through her casual wears and all she finds are cargo pants and oversize T-shirts. For the first time she realizes that she’s been cycling between her purple uniform, her military uniform and her pajama for the pass two years.
A knock on the door breaks her train of thoughts.
“Cagalli,” a kind voice comes from behind the door. “Are you alright?”
“Kira,” she walks towards the door, leaning her heads on it, trying to draw strengths from her brother’s soothing voice.
“I’m sorry I’m taking so long,” she gives a nervous laugh. “It’s just…” her voice begins to crack. “It’s kind of funny,” she tries to cover it by forcing a few chuckles. Kira feels like an invisible hand has just crushed his heart. “I just don’t know what to wear…” she turns as slides down to sit on the floor, her head rests on the door.
“Remember the present me and Shinn gave you last month,” Kira rests both of his hands and his forehead on the door trying to get as close to her as possible. It is futile, he knows, her door is closed to him.
“The one that we said you shouldn’t open, because you won’t like it,” he tries to sound as light hearted as possible. He has to be strong for her. Especially now, when everything is heading to the climax - he will walk her down the aisle, to her future of happiness. “Do you still have it?”
“It’s probably in the closet somewhere,” she gets up weakly and retrieves a box from the bottom of her closet.
“Did you find it?” he asks as he hears her moves around.
“Yeah,” she opens the box and lifts the content out.
It is a simple spaghetti straps dress in a creamy orange that falls just around the knee. A deep V-neck showing a healthy amount of skin with a daisy sewed to the bust. It is a perfect casual dress. Its cotton material is soft and warm. She lays it on her body as she stands in front of the mirror, no longer feeling naked.
She tries to put it on, but the zipper is beyond her reach.
“Kira,” she asks, hoping that he is still here.
“I’m here,” he replies. “Always here,” the second part never reach anyone’s ear.
“I can’t zip up,” she does not know if she should laugh or cry.
“Need my help?” he never knew it can be so bittersweet entering her room.
When he opens her door, he is graced with her porcelain back. The dress hangs loosely on her curve. He gently swipes her golden hair to the side, revealing her graceful neck. He pulls the zipper up slowly, closing off her skin inch by inch, covering his privileged view of her undergarment. The short journey up her spine feels like eternity, yet eternity is but a mere second. If only eternity can last longer.
He holds on to both of her shoulders and walks her to the mirror.
“He sure knows you size,” the dress fit her perfectly, hugging her every curve seamlessly like a second skin.
He sits her down in front of the vanity mirror and picks up the accessories from the box.
First is the necklace. He lays it around her neck. She can feel the coolness of the gold and topaz as he locks its clip gently and smoothing its chain along her collarbone.
Then he lifts one of her hands up, kisses it mockingly and smiles. She chuckles at her brother’s cheesy attempt to make her laugh as he slips a matching bracelet around her wrist.
After that, he gently touches her ear with his warm hand before leaning in an inch from her face. She can feel his warm breathes as he carefully slides the earrings on.
“You’re going to be beautiful,” he whispers to her as he secures the second piece.
Lastly, he turns her knee to the side as he kneels down before her. His warm hand travels from her knee to her ankle warming the skin in between. He lifts her foot slightly and rests it on his thigh. His eyes trace the well form toes, the delicate arch and the soft sole, as he don it with an anklet, before slipping them into a pair of intricately designed slippers.
He looks up at her as their eyes meet. Sweet honey meets with gentle lavender. He gives her an assuring smile as he gets up to comb her hair. Grabbing a few strands from the sides, he ties them into a small pony tail, leaving the hair at the back untouched. It was a simple change, but it has done the trick showing off her well defined cheeks and sparkling eyes.
“You look amazing,” he said genuinely. “Sister,” he adds bitterly.
The transformation is done. His task is finished.
They walk out the room. She has never felt so confident. For once, she feels on par in the exterior department. She walks soundly, loving the sound of heels on marble.
In the hall, they meet Shinn, who came to check up on them. He was worried why they took so long.
“Let’s go,” she lifts her head up as she walks pass him. At least in front of him, she has to fake her confidence. She would rather die than to let him know how he shakes her world.
He stands there unable to move as her form disappears from the hallway. Only Kira stays behind with him.
“I never thought she would put it on,” Shinn leans on a small hallway table as he stares at the mirror above. Her image still lingers in his mind.
Kira listens quietly.
Shinn looks at his reflection, a figure in a fitted black shirt with a titanium tie clip securing his neutral grey tie stares back. His face still looks young despite his effort to dress more formally.
“Are you sure she likes me?” Shinn asks, for once he questions the twin’s words.
“Why do you doubt now?”
“Because she looks stunning,” he turns to stare at the only other person in the hall, “why would she like someone like me?”
Someone who is neither a prince nor a king, but a mere orphan. He does not have to finish the sentence for Kira to understand.
“She doesn’t care about all those. You should know that by now,” he states calmly. “What about you? Are you ready to break it off with Luna?”
“There is really nothing left between me and her. It was a rebound, we both knew it,” he merely shakes his head. The whole purpose of this reunion is a selfish one.
“Then go wrap all the loose ends up,” he looks at him, his face concern yet firm. “She loves you. I know that better than anyone. So go make her a happy woman tonight.”
“Are you sure,” genuine red eyes look back at him. It is more of a plea for reaffirmation rather than a question.
“Yes,” Kira smiled back half defeated by the honesty in the crimson eyes. They are always so clear and straightforward. Those penetrating eyes that always pierce though all obstacles, the eyes belonging to a man who refuse to give up at carving a way for a better future.
It reminds him why he likes this boy and why he trusts him with his beloved.
“I promise I won’t fail you,” the intense scarlet mellows down into a warm ruby as his worries turns into a smile before running off to the same direction as the beauty that has just left them.
Kira watches the back of the slender figure as he sees his two most beloved people walk away from him. He prays to God that they can find happiness together, for as a brother and a man, the only blessing he could bestow, is to let them go.
*~*
Author’s Note:
OMG~ I need to learn how to write shorter drabbles! This is 2000+ words. That’s hardly a drabble anymore. I really need to learn how to write concisely. I cannot help but to think that it is because my writing skill sucks. The idea is so simple, why does it take so many words to describe them??? Lol
So yeah… here is the mellow KiraShinn that I promise angrycherokee I would have in my drabble. Lol I don’t even know if people will notice it. I thought there would be more, but I couldn’t fit it anywhere. And I know, the KiraShinn here is basically non existence compare to my heavily laid KiraCaga XDDD (I cannot help it, KiraCaga is just very natural)
I put this drabble under the self-esteem theme because initially when I brainstormed this fic, I wanted to explore a weird angle at Cagalli’s inferiority on her unfeminine side. I don’t know if it would be consider OOC, but surely every girl has wanted to look pretty in front of the man she loves, especially when there is competition! I think I might have confused confidence with self-esteem as I wrote… I hope I didn’t fall too far away.
The theme got side tracked as I build the story… I hope it still suits the theme. I try to fix that by adding insecurity to Shinn and some minor self-despising to Kira. All these have to do with self-esteem right…? (I’m not sure, honestly).
I thought about putting it under the Dressing Up theme… but it seems a bit too superficial… also the dressing up part is exclusively KiraCaga, so I don’t know if it’s appropriate lol.
Claim: Shinn Asuka x Cagalli Yula Athha
Theme: Set #2 - 32 - Self-Esteem
Genres: Romance, Angst
Pairings: Shinn x Cagalli, subtle implication of KiraCaga and KiraShinn
Word Count: 2088
Rating: PG
Summary: At least in front of him, she has to fake her confidence. She would rather die than to let him know how he shakes her world.
Comments and Constructive Criticism are welcomed
Disclaimer: I don’t own Mobile Suit Gundam SEED/DESTINY or any of its characters
Warning: Hints of Incest and Shonenai.
My drabbles seems to be flip-flopping between two extremes lol... Here, may I present my not so innocent theme ^^ dedicated to angrycherokee
Blessings
She looks at her hands mindlessly as her fingers the thick dominating ring around her thumb. To the outside world, she looks calm and calculating, when in reality she is near panic trying to envision what she should say when she arrives.
She squeezes the ring nervously trying to release some of her anxiety. She is grateful as she draws strength from the rigidity of the thick white and green stone as it pushes back against her tight grip.
She remembers the time it was given to her. She was about to propose a bill to restructure the chamber, firing a dozen of corrupted officials and putting her brother as one of the Head Representative. He was there, crouching beside her sitting form as he slid the beautiful jade thumb ring into her right hand. It was thick and long covering the entire first segment of her thumb. Her house symbol, a Lion with a Lily, was engraved in as a relief on it. The jewel looked like it was made for the design - the colour matched the symbol perfectly. The area for the lion was pure white while the area for the lily was a variation of pastel green.
“Now you can stop playing with your fingers like a nervous teenager,” A pair of confident red eyes looked back at her, half mocking. “Just thumbs the ring whenever you need something to do, you’ll look a lot more convincing.”
She looked at the ring, and then to the man in front of her, lost for words.
“Go knock them down,” the man did not wait for her reply as he stood up, leading her to the meeting chamber where she had made one of her strongest political move.
The sound of people arriving brings her back to the present as she watches people appearing out of the arrival gate in the space port. She looks sideway and sees the man who gave her the ring staring off at the crowd.
“Shinn,” the person they are waiting for has finally arrived. Cagalli does not know that a simple embrace can feel a razor blade in her heart. That is until the man who has supported her encircles his arms around his lover from afar. She watches on, only to have her pain dulled by a sharper one that feels like a gun shot through her throat when he graces her young rouge cheek with a chaste kiss.
She stares at the beautiful red head. She is wearing a black sleeveless figure hugging shirt covered in layers of frills and lace. Black pearl buttons neatly lineup from her neck down. A high slit in her short denim skirt shows off her shapely thigh. She looks gorgeous and eye catching, a different kind of beauty from Lacus who men only dare to admire afar. Luna’s beauty is inviting, she captivates man.
Realizing it is rude to stare, she looks back down at herself as the couple remains locked in their embrace. Purple uniform meets her sight - she is still wearing her work clothes since they came here straight from the office. She has never felt so uncomfortable in her representative clothes.
“Representative Athha,” finally released from his embrace, Luna greets her, apologizing for not addressing her earlier and her inappropriate display of affection.
“Please call me Cagalli,” she responds, holding her hand with both of her own, desperate to show her hospitality. She is not jealous, she has no right to. She cannot even compare.
“If you don’t mind, me and Kira have organized a small dinner for you at my house tonight,” she puts on her well-practiced smile as she plays host. She cannot help but notices her fuchsia lip gloss and long mascaraed lashes.
“That’s so kind of you,” Luna thanks her as they walk towards the car. Cagalli has never felt so uncomfortable sitting in the back of Shinn’s convertible.
*~*
She excused herself to her room saying that she needs a change of clothes, only to regret it as she stands in front of the mirror wearing only her white lingerie. She stares at her own reflection, unable to bare the hard truth staring back.
What is she to wear?
She wants to laugh at the absurdity of the situation. She, the princess of the richest nation, the Head Representative of Orb and the daughter of the great Uzumi Nala Athha does not know what to put on for a simple dinner. Sure she has a few gowns for balls and celebrations but they are all too elaborate for this occasion. She tries to look through her casual wears and all she finds are cargo pants and oversize T-shirts. For the first time she realizes that she’s been cycling between her purple uniform, her military uniform and her pajama for the pass two years.
A knock on the door breaks her train of thoughts.
“Cagalli,” a kind voice comes from behind the door. “Are you alright?”
“Kira,” she walks towards the door, leaning her heads on it, trying to draw strengths from her brother’s soothing voice.
“I’m sorry I’m taking so long,” she gives a nervous laugh. “It’s just…” her voice begins to crack. “It’s kind of funny,” she tries to cover it by forcing a few chuckles. Kira feels like an invisible hand has just crushed his heart. “I just don’t know what to wear…” she turns as slides down to sit on the floor, her head rests on the door.
“Remember the present me and Shinn gave you last month,” Kira rests both of his hands and his forehead on the door trying to get as close to her as possible. It is futile, he knows, her door is closed to him.
“The one that we said you shouldn’t open, because you won’t like it,” he tries to sound as light hearted as possible. He has to be strong for her. Especially now, when everything is heading to the climax - he will walk her down the aisle, to her future of happiness. “Do you still have it?”
“It’s probably in the closet somewhere,” she gets up weakly and retrieves a box from the bottom of her closet.
“Did you find it?” he asks as he hears her moves around.
“Yeah,” she opens the box and lifts the content out.
It is a simple spaghetti straps dress in a creamy orange that falls just around the knee. A deep V-neck showing a healthy amount of skin with a daisy sewed to the bust. It is a perfect casual dress. Its cotton material is soft and warm. She lays it on her body as she stands in front of the mirror, no longer feeling naked.
She tries to put it on, but the zipper is beyond her reach.
“Kira,” she asks, hoping that he is still here.
“I’m here,” he replies. “Always here,” the second part never reach anyone’s ear.
“I can’t zip up,” she does not know if she should laugh or cry.
“Need my help?” he never knew it can be so bittersweet entering her room.
When he opens her door, he is graced with her porcelain back. The dress hangs loosely on her curve. He gently swipes her golden hair to the side, revealing her graceful neck. He pulls the zipper up slowly, closing off her skin inch by inch, covering his privileged view of her undergarment. The short journey up her spine feels like eternity, yet eternity is but a mere second. If only eternity can last longer.
He holds on to both of her shoulders and walks her to the mirror.
“He sure knows you size,” the dress fit her perfectly, hugging her every curve seamlessly like a second skin.
He sits her down in front of the vanity mirror and picks up the accessories from the box.
First is the necklace. He lays it around her neck. She can feel the coolness of the gold and topaz as he locks its clip gently and smoothing its chain along her collarbone.
Then he lifts one of her hands up, kisses it mockingly and smiles. She chuckles at her brother’s cheesy attempt to make her laugh as he slips a matching bracelet around her wrist.
After that, he gently touches her ear with his warm hand before leaning in an inch from her face. She can feel his warm breathes as he carefully slides the earrings on.
“You’re going to be beautiful,” he whispers to her as he secures the second piece.
Lastly, he turns her knee to the side as he kneels down before her. His warm hand travels from her knee to her ankle warming the skin in between. He lifts her foot slightly and rests it on his thigh. His eyes trace the well form toes, the delicate arch and the soft sole, as he don it with an anklet, before slipping them into a pair of intricately designed slippers.
He looks up at her as their eyes meet. Sweet honey meets with gentle lavender. He gives her an assuring smile as he gets up to comb her hair. Grabbing a few strands from the sides, he ties them into a small pony tail, leaving the hair at the back untouched. It was a simple change, but it has done the trick showing off her well defined cheeks and sparkling eyes.
“You look amazing,” he said genuinely. “Sister,” he adds bitterly.
The transformation is done. His task is finished.
They walk out the room. She has never felt so confident. For once, she feels on par in the exterior department. She walks soundly, loving the sound of heels on marble.
In the hall, they meet Shinn, who came to check up on them. He was worried why they took so long.
“Let’s go,” she lifts her head up as she walks pass him. At least in front of him, she has to fake her confidence. She would rather die than to let him know how he shakes her world.
He stands there unable to move as her form disappears from the hallway. Only Kira stays behind with him.
“I never thought she would put it on,” Shinn leans on a small hallway table as he stares at the mirror above. Her image still lingers in his mind.
Kira listens quietly.
Shinn looks at his reflection, a figure in a fitted black shirt with a titanium tie clip securing his neutral grey tie stares back. His face still looks young despite his effort to dress more formally.
“Are you sure she likes me?” Shinn asks, for once he questions the twin’s words.
“Why do you doubt now?”
“Because she looks stunning,” he turns to stare at the only other person in the hall, “why would she like someone like me?”
Someone who is neither a prince nor a king, but a mere orphan. He does not have to finish the sentence for Kira to understand.
“She doesn’t care about all those. You should know that by now,” he states calmly. “What about you? Are you ready to break it off with Luna?”
“There is really nothing left between me and her. It was a rebound, we both knew it,” he merely shakes his head. The whole purpose of this reunion is a selfish one.
“Then go wrap all the loose ends up,” he looks at him, his face concern yet firm. “She loves you. I know that better than anyone. So go make her a happy woman tonight.”
“Are you sure,” genuine red eyes look back at him. It is more of a plea for reaffirmation rather than a question.
“Yes,” Kira smiled back half defeated by the honesty in the crimson eyes. They are always so clear and straightforward. Those penetrating eyes that always pierce though all obstacles, the eyes belonging to a man who refuse to give up at carving a way for a better future.
It reminds him why he likes this boy and why he trusts him with his beloved.
“I promise I won’t fail you,” the intense scarlet mellows down into a warm ruby as his worries turns into a smile before running off to the same direction as the beauty that has just left them.
Kira watches the back of the slender figure as he sees his two most beloved people walk away from him. He prays to God that they can find happiness together, for as a brother and a man, the only blessing he could bestow, is to let them go.
*~*
Author’s Note:
OMG~ I need to learn how to write shorter drabbles! This is 2000+ words. That’s hardly a drabble anymore. I really need to learn how to write concisely. I cannot help but to think that it is because my writing skill sucks. The idea is so simple, why does it take so many words to describe them??? Lol
So yeah… here is the mellow KiraShinn that I promise angrycherokee I would have in my drabble. Lol I don’t even know if people will notice it. I thought there would be more, but I couldn’t fit it anywhere. And I know, the KiraShinn here is basically non existence compare to my heavily laid KiraCaga XDDD (I cannot help it, KiraCaga is just very natural)
I put this drabble under the self-esteem theme because initially when I brainstormed this fic, I wanted to explore a weird angle at Cagalli’s inferiority on her unfeminine side. I don’t know if it would be consider OOC, but surely every girl has wanted to look pretty in front of the man she loves, especially when there is competition! I think I might have confused confidence with self-esteem as I wrote… I hope I didn’t fall too far away.
The theme got side tracked as I build the story… I hope it still suits the theme. I try to fix that by adding insecurity to Shinn and some minor self-despising to Kira. All these have to do with self-esteem right…? (I’m not sure, honestly).
I thought about putting it under the Dressing Up theme… but it seems a bit too superficial… also the dressing up part is exclusively KiraCaga, so I don’t know if it’s appropriate lol.