Fanfic - Oyasumi(Goodnight) Part 1 - Kyouran Kazoku Nikki
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Title: Oyasumi
Fandom: Kyouran Kazoku Nikki
Rating: PG/K+
Characters/Pairings: slight Ouka/Kyouka
Warnings: Reaaaaally bad, Help me fix it. Please? I wrote this when I was kinda half-asleep. It's kinda gen. Split into two parts because I couldn't fit it all in one entry.
A/N: I couldn't find any Kyouran Kazoku Nikki fanfiction. Anywhere. Point me in the direction of some.
On the first night of Operation Cozy Family, and on the first night of their married life, Ouka was confined to the couch. Their bedroom had only one, king-sized bed, and Kyouka had immediately claimed it for herself
.
“You’re hardly even fit to lick my shoes, let alone sleep in the same bed as a goddess like me.”, she had haughtily declared. But, Ouka was rather amused to note that she had blushed rather heavily at the thought, so he relented without a fight. Despite her arrogance, her kitty ears, and her otherworldly powers, she was still really just a girl at heart.
Nevertheless, that fact became rather hard to remember when she had forced him to clean the already sparkling house, color code Kyouka’s entire wardrobe, and spit-shine her already polished shoes. She dished out as much “helpful” advice as she could; indicating where he missed a spot and telling him that the father of her children had better do a better job than that.
Ouka was trying. He really was. But Kyouka was just so infuriating…
So, it was a very tired Ouka who tucked his children into bed. He made sure to kiss each of them good night, even Ginka, who, Ouka was proud to realize, did not take it the wrong way at all, which was something he had been rather worried about; and even Gekka, though the feat had been rather hard to achieve.
Ginka was old enough to take care of himself, and, though he was unsure of her age, Gekka probably was too, now that he thought of it. Teika had decided to sleep in Yuuka’s room for the night, and Hyouka was fine on his own really, so Ouka had no fears of any of them waking up in the middle of the night because of nightmares or monsters hiding under their beds.
The couch was rather comfortable, in actuality. It was soft to the touch and overflowing with an inordinate amount of lavish cushions. The Paranormal Phenomena Bureau had spared no expense for the Children of Enka. It would not do to have one of them destroy the world just because of a sore bottom. It would be rather embarrassing, actually, a failure on that scale. Even if they were too dead to care anymore, they’d be facing massive amounts of humiliation, even from beyond the grave. Ouka could just imagine the ghosts of members of the competing Bureaus pointing and laughing at them.
So an extremely exhausted Ouka spread out his pillows and blankets, made himself comfortable on the couch, and went to sleep.
It was the middle of the night when it happened. Despite his exhaustion, Ouka was trained to be a very light sleeper, so he awoke to the sound of tiny feet softly padding down the stairs.
“Ouka? Are you awake?” Kyouka whispered quietly. It was a shock, really. Ouka had never thought she could even talk quietly, let alone whisper. And why would Kyouka be out here, talking to him, when it was around 2 o’clock in the morning?
“Hmm?” he muttered drowsily, “Did you need something, Kyouka?”
She shifted around nervously, fiddling with the hem of her pink nightie.
“Umm…would you like to come to bed?”
Ouka stared at her with visible shock.
“Um…I mean, it’s not like I particularly want you there! It’s because I need someone around to fetch me milk and things, and I don’t have any of my servants around anymore…” she trailed off.
Ouka had a feeling there was something more to it, but didn’t feel particularly inclined to press her for details. Maybe she was actually feeling guilty, for once in her life, and Ouka wasn’t one to look a gift horse in the mouth.
Part 2
Title: Oyasumi
Fandom: Kyouran Kazoku Nikki
Rating: PG/K+
Characters/Pairings: slight Ouka/Kyouka
Warnings: Reaaaaally bad, Help me fix it. Please? I wrote this when I was kinda half-asleep. It's kinda gen. Split into two parts because I couldn't fit it all in one entry.
A/N: I couldn't find any Kyouran Kazoku Nikki fanfiction. Anywhere. Point me in the direction of some.
On the first night of Operation Cozy Family, and on the first night of their married life, Ouka was confined to the couch. Their bedroom had only one, king-sized bed, and Kyouka had immediately claimed it for herself
.
“You’re hardly even fit to lick my shoes, let alone sleep in the same bed as a goddess like me.”, she had haughtily declared. But, Ouka was rather amused to note that she had blushed rather heavily at the thought, so he relented without a fight. Despite her arrogance, her kitty ears, and her otherworldly powers, she was still really just a girl at heart.
Nevertheless, that fact became rather hard to remember when she had forced him to clean the already sparkling house, color code Kyouka’s entire wardrobe, and spit-shine her already polished shoes. She dished out as much “helpful” advice as she could; indicating where he missed a spot and telling him that the father of her children had better do a better job than that.
Ouka was trying. He really was. But Kyouka was just so infuriating…
So, it was a very tired Ouka who tucked his children into bed. He made sure to kiss each of them good night, even Ginka, who, Ouka was proud to realize, did not take it the wrong way at all, which was something he had been rather worried about; and even Gekka, though the feat had been rather hard to achieve.
Ginka was old enough to take care of himself, and, though he was unsure of her age, Gekka probably was too, now that he thought of it. Teika had decided to sleep in Yuuka’s room for the night, and Hyouka was fine on his own really, so Ouka had no fears of any of them waking up in the middle of the night because of nightmares or monsters hiding under their beds.
The couch was rather comfortable, in actuality. It was soft to the touch and overflowing with an inordinate amount of lavish cushions. The Paranormal Phenomena Bureau had spared no expense for the Children of Enka. It would not do to have one of them destroy the world just because of a sore bottom. It would be rather embarrassing, actually, a failure on that scale. Even if they were too dead to care anymore, they’d be facing massive amounts of humiliation, even from beyond the grave. Ouka could just imagine the ghosts of members of the competing Bureaus pointing and laughing at them.
So an extremely exhausted Ouka spread out his pillows and blankets, made himself comfortable on the couch, and went to sleep.
It was the middle of the night when it happened. Despite his exhaustion, Ouka was trained to be a very light sleeper, so he awoke to the sound of tiny feet softly padding down the stairs.
“Ouka? Are you awake?” Kyouka whispered quietly. It was a shock, really. Ouka had never thought she could even talk quietly, let alone whisper. And why would Kyouka be out here, talking to him, when it was around 2 o’clock in the morning?
“Hmm?” he muttered drowsily, “Did you need something, Kyouka?”
She shifted around nervously, fiddling with the hem of her pink nightie.
“Umm…would you like to come to bed?”
Ouka stared at her with visible shock.
“Um…I mean, it’s not like I particularly want you there! It’s because I need someone around to fetch me milk and things, and I don’t have any of my servants around anymore…” she trailed off.
Ouka had a feeling there was something more to it, but didn’t feel particularly inclined to press her for details. Maybe she was actually feeling guilty, for once in her life, and Ouka wasn’t one to look a gift horse in the mouth.
Part 2