Sway With Me (xxxHOLiC, Clow/Yuuko, PG)
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kinkfestTitle: Sway With Me
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laurus_nobilis
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Word count: 903
Prompt: XXXholic, Clow/Yuuko, drinking - drunk enough to dance
Summary: Alcohol makes Clow even cheesier.
She didn't know how many glasses of sake she'd had. If she had had enough will to think, she might have judged from how much was left, but that wasn't enough to tell how much each of them had drunk… Clow had probably managed to drink more than her, the bastard. Oh, well. It was his booze this time, at least. She could always make him go and get another bottle.
For the moment, however, Yuuko was content with things as they were. She leaned back against the sakura tree with a lazy sigh, looking at the pattern of the branches above her. It was a beautiful night. The breeze was warm, the moon was almost full, and although she'd never admit it aloud, she was in good company. She could have stayed like that forever.
And, of course, Clow had to choose the exact moment when she thought that to take her hand and try to make her stand up.
"What do you think you're doing?"
"Let's dance," he said, his smile even brighter than usual. Yuuko didn't move, but he didn't let go, either.
"I'm comfortable here," she told him, pouting just a little. "Besides, there is no music."
"Ah, but we don't need any music! We have the breeze, and the tree leaves, and the rustle of our clothes and our own steps in the grass…"
"You are even cheesier when you're drunk, did I ever tell you that?"
"Often," he assured her, still insufferably cheerful. "Will you dance, then?"
"Will you shut up if I do?"
"Perhaps. But I most certainly won't shut up if you don't."
Yuuko considered her options for a moment. In the end, she chose to get up and play along, but not before letting out a dramatic sigh to make a point of just how annoying she found this whole idea. Clow, predictable as always, beamed at her.
Then he had the gall to wrap an arm around her waist and start twirling.
"Hey! What's that about?"
"We're dancing, of course!"
"But - I thought you meant, I don't know, something slower! Not this shaking me around like a madman!"
Clow stopped at once. Well, that was unexpected. Was he going to do as she said, really? Without arguing? No, that couldn't be… And then he smirked. Of course. The whole thing was just too good to be true, otherwise.
"Are you saying you want to slow dance with me?"
"No."
Just in case her glare was not enough, Yuuko gave him a well-deserved smack over the head. It didn't change his expression, however.
"All right, then. No slow dancing," he said, and he started twirling again as if nothing had happened. It was so sudden that it took a moment for her shock to become visible.
"Stop that! I don't want this kind of dancing either!"
"Aw, you're boring," Clow sighed. "Maybe I should just dance with Flower…"
That was enough to make Yuuko remember that she still had control of her movements, in spite of all the alcohol in her system. She planted her feet firmly in the ground, and they both swayed quite a bit with the sudden stop, but at least she wasn't being spun around anymore. And, oh, she was fuming. That idiot should have known better than saying something like that! Being drunk was no excuse. Even now, he was simply looking at her with a slightly confused look, as if he didn't even realize what he had done wrong.
"Boring? Boring?" Yuuko repeated. She didn't raise her voice, but her tone was icy, and that should have been even scarier. "You think I can't keep up with your twirly dancing? I'll show you some spinning, mister!"
True to her word, she grabbed Clow by the waist and started twirling him around instead. He didn't even resist; on the contrary, he stepped smoothly into his new role. Well, she should have expected that, she supposed. He was used to dancing with Flower, and he always let her lead. Still, even if he was willing to cooperate, it was a clumsy affair. The fact that he was taller and heavier than her made it a bit difficult to begin with. And, more importantly, there was the tiny detail of both of them being very, very drunk. It didn't take long for Clow to trip over his own robes and drag her to the ground.
He was still laughing and grinning like a little boy, though. It was amazing, how he could have so much fun with the silliest things. It was even more amazing how contagious it was. The lucky bastard always managed to make Yuuko smile without even trying, no matter how hard she was trying to stay annoyed at him.
Then again, that also meant that she was right, in a way. She propped herself up on one of her elbows and poked his nose with her free hand.
"Take it back," she said.
"You are not boring," he admitted, without even trying to put up an argument for a change. "Not one bit. We should do that again."
"… but we'd have to stand up."
Clow seemed to think about it for a moment. Then he shifted a bit, as if to make himself comfortable, and took her hand. It was unexpected, but she didn't refuse the touch.
"Later?" he asked.
For once, Yuuko agreed.
"Later."
Author:
laurus_nobilisRating: PG
Warnings: None
Word count: 903
Prompt: XXXholic, Clow/Yuuko, drinking - drunk enough to dance
Summary: Alcohol makes Clow even cheesier.
She didn't know how many glasses of sake she'd had. If she had had enough will to think, she might have judged from how much was left, but that wasn't enough to tell how much each of them had drunk… Clow had probably managed to drink more than her, the bastard. Oh, well. It was his booze this time, at least. She could always make him go and get another bottle.
For the moment, however, Yuuko was content with things as they were. She leaned back against the sakura tree with a lazy sigh, looking at the pattern of the branches above her. It was a beautiful night. The breeze was warm, the moon was almost full, and although she'd never admit it aloud, she was in good company. She could have stayed like that forever.
And, of course, Clow had to choose the exact moment when she thought that to take her hand and try to make her stand up.
"What do you think you're doing?"
"Let's dance," he said, his smile even brighter than usual. Yuuko didn't move, but he didn't let go, either.
"I'm comfortable here," she told him, pouting just a little. "Besides, there is no music."
"Ah, but we don't need any music! We have the breeze, and the tree leaves, and the rustle of our clothes and our own steps in the grass…"
"You are even cheesier when you're drunk, did I ever tell you that?"
"Often," he assured her, still insufferably cheerful. "Will you dance, then?"
"Will you shut up if I do?"
"Perhaps. But I most certainly won't shut up if you don't."
Yuuko considered her options for a moment. In the end, she chose to get up and play along, but not before letting out a dramatic sigh to make a point of just how annoying she found this whole idea. Clow, predictable as always, beamed at her.
Then he had the gall to wrap an arm around her waist and start twirling.
"Hey! What's that about?"
"We're dancing, of course!"
"But - I thought you meant, I don't know, something slower! Not this shaking me around like a madman!"
Clow stopped at once. Well, that was unexpected. Was he going to do as she said, really? Without arguing? No, that couldn't be… And then he smirked. Of course. The whole thing was just too good to be true, otherwise.
"Are you saying you want to slow dance with me?"
"No."
Just in case her glare was not enough, Yuuko gave him a well-deserved smack over the head. It didn't change his expression, however.
"All right, then. No slow dancing," he said, and he started twirling again as if nothing had happened. It was so sudden that it took a moment for her shock to become visible.
"Stop that! I don't want this kind of dancing either!"
"Aw, you're boring," Clow sighed. "Maybe I should just dance with Flower…"
That was enough to make Yuuko remember that she still had control of her movements, in spite of all the alcohol in her system. She planted her feet firmly in the ground, and they both swayed quite a bit with the sudden stop, but at least she wasn't being spun around anymore. And, oh, she was fuming. That idiot should have known better than saying something like that! Being drunk was no excuse. Even now, he was simply looking at her with a slightly confused look, as if he didn't even realize what he had done wrong.
"Boring? Boring?" Yuuko repeated. She didn't raise her voice, but her tone was icy, and that should have been even scarier. "You think I can't keep up with your twirly dancing? I'll show you some spinning, mister!"
True to her word, she grabbed Clow by the waist and started twirling him around instead. He didn't even resist; on the contrary, he stepped smoothly into his new role. Well, she should have expected that, she supposed. He was used to dancing with Flower, and he always let her lead. Still, even if he was willing to cooperate, it was a clumsy affair. The fact that he was taller and heavier than her made it a bit difficult to begin with. And, more importantly, there was the tiny detail of both of them being very, very drunk. It didn't take long for Clow to trip over his own robes and drag her to the ground.
He was still laughing and grinning like a little boy, though. It was amazing, how he could have so much fun with the silliest things. It was even more amazing how contagious it was. The lucky bastard always managed to make Yuuko smile without even trying, no matter how hard she was trying to stay annoyed at him.
Then again, that also meant that she was right, in a way. She propped herself up on one of her elbows and poked his nose with her free hand.
"Take it back," she said.
"You are not boring," he admitted, without even trying to put up an argument for a change. "Not one bit. We should do that again."
"… but we'd have to stand up."
Clow seemed to think about it for a moment. Then he shifted a bit, as if to make himself comfortable, and took her hand. It was unexpected, but she didn't refuse the touch.
"Later?" he asked.
For once, Yuuko agreed.
"Later."
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Date: 2010-03-01 02:53 pm (UTC)Also. They just won't get up anytime soon and you know it. ♥
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Date: 2010-03-01 02:56 pm (UTC)... and yeah, they'll be there a while. ♥
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Date: 2010-03-01 03:01 pm (UTC)That will make for such a fun morning. ♥
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Date: 2010-03-01 03:05 pm (UTC)Clow would consider it 'fun' without any hint of irony. That's the best part.
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