[Fic/Art] Reborn!: Small Talk/Morte Con Amore
Am extending the Sketch meme requests to 10 (only 2 empty slots left, though). I'm totally regretting this already, ahaha. Oh, and for the sake of my sanity, please no more Gokudera's... orz
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Title: Small Talk
Series/Characters: [Reborn!] Dino/Hibari
Disclaimer: Amano's. Not mine.
Word Count: 215
Notes: I think I wanted to go somewhere with this... but lost track of where exactly. Thus, a vignette/drabble taking place god-knows-where, god-knows-when. ALSO, please note that this is not crack... 200 words of SERIUS BIZNESS LAWL.
Illustrations:
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Small Talk
by kasugai gummie
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Theirs was an instructor-student relationship before it became one of working associates. They’d found themselves meeting, by chance, at quite a few inter-family negotiations (jobs) long before Dino contemplated to personally request after Hibari’s skills for off-the-record occasions.
The can hurtled through the air, sloshing noisily as it smacked into Hibari’s hand. A dark eyebrow arched at the label.
“I don’t like Boss Coffee.”
Dino smiled briefly, plucking the drink from the disdainfully loose grip and replacing it with a more acceptable brand. “But don’t you think he looks a lot like Romario?” He popped the can open, a sharp, crisp sound that drowned out the exasperated sigh from his ever-present second. “All he’s missing now are the glasses before we can take them to court for identity infringement.”
“You’d try to play with the other side of the Law over something as petty as a beverage mascot?” Hibari sneered, tone light enough to almost be considered droll.
“I know a guy,” Dino shrugged, watching Hibari thoughtfully from over the rim of his can. “Just as I’m sure you know a guy.”
A small twitch of the normally down-turned lips in the right direction. Hibari sipped at his own drink.
Neither spared a second glance for the rapidly cooling bodies that littered the darkened foyer.
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Fin
Completed: August 17, 2007
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Shoutout to nittle_grasper: Am physician-shadowing tomorrow at 8:30 a.m. so no phone calls past midnight my time.
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Title: Small Talk
Series/Characters: [Reborn!] Dino/Hibari
Disclaimer: Amano's. Not mine.
Word Count: 215
Notes: I think I wanted to go somewhere with this... but lost track of where exactly. Thus, a vignette/drabble taking place god-knows-where, god-knows-when. ALSO, please note that this is not crack... 200 words of SERIUS BIZNESS LAWL.
Illustrations:
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Small Talk
by kasugai gummie
___________________________________________________________
Theirs was an instructor-student relationship before it became one of working associates. They’d found themselves meeting, by chance, at quite a few inter-family negotiations (jobs) long before Dino contemplated to personally request after Hibari’s skills for off-the-record occasions.
The can hurtled through the air, sloshing noisily as it smacked into Hibari’s hand. A dark eyebrow arched at the label.
“I don’t like Boss Coffee.”
Dino smiled briefly, plucking the drink from the disdainfully loose grip and replacing it with a more acceptable brand. “But don’t you think he looks a lot like Romario?” He popped the can open, a sharp, crisp sound that drowned out the exasperated sigh from his ever-present second. “All he’s missing now are the glasses before we can take them to court for identity infringement.”
“You’d try to play with the other side of the Law over something as petty as a beverage mascot?” Hibari sneered, tone light enough to almost be considered droll.
“I know a guy,” Dino shrugged, watching Hibari thoughtfully from over the rim of his can. “Just as I’m sure you know a guy.”
A small twitch of the normally down-turned lips in the right direction. Hibari sipped at his own drink.
Neither spared a second glance for the rapidly cooling bodies that littered the darkened foyer.
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Fin
Completed: August 17, 2007
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Shoutout to nittle_grasper: Am physician-shadowing tomorrow at 8:30 a.m. so no phone calls past midnight my time.