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Peace in the Aftermath [X/1999, Yuzuriha/Kusanagi, PG-13]
Title: Peace in the Aftermath
Author/Artist: leviathanmirror
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Sex with a minor, depending.
Prompt: X/1999, Yuzuriha/Kusanagi: sex outdoors - Yuzuriha and Kusanagi go for a hike in the mountains; hijinks ensue
Word count: 970
A/N: This takes place post series and assumes nothing else is horribly destroyed. Taking place after the story, the reader is free to choose how long after the story and thus whether Yuzuriha is a minor or not. Also, borrows a location from the anime.
Mount Mitsumine was not Kusanagi's first choice when he'd ask Yuzuriha if she'd like to go hiking but she'd been so excited at the idea that he hadn't had it in him to suggest anything else.
Now she was walking backwards along the trail, speaking cheerfully with himself or Inuki and whenever he'd tell her to be careful, she'd look up at him smiling and say some variation of "I'm okay."
It still made him uneasy.
"Please, missy, I don't want you getting hurt," he says finally, as they reach a steeper part of the trail.
She looks at him consideringly for a moment, then gives him a sheepish look and turns around, "I'm sorry, Kusanagi-san, I didn't mean to worry you."
"That's right, it's very worrying, if you'd hurt yourself, I would have had to carry you the rest of the way," his tone is light and teasing and she laughs in response.
"You're strong, you would be fine," she returns, "Besides, it would be nice to be carried all of the way up!"
She squeaks in surprise when he grabs her waist and swings her up in his arms.
She cries, "Kusanagi-san! Put me down!" but the words are broken by laughter.
"I thought you wanted to be carried the rest of the way?" he teases.
She hugs herself to him and nuzzles against his shoulder; he's beginning to enjoy the idea of holding her just for the sake of holding her, and not just as a means of teasing, when she says, "But what if you get hurt? If I shouldn't walk backwards then you shouldn't carry me!"
He's very briefly tempted to keep her in his arms anyway but he sets her down with a soft kiss on her forehead and an affectionate, "fair enough."
She's still blushing when she takes his hand and he laces their fingers together, giving her hand a gentle squeeze. He wonders idly, as she leads him along the trail, if she'll always blush whenever they touch. It's an endearing trait, one he's finding himself more and more fond of as their relationship progresses.
**
Three quarters of the way to the shrine and she's tugging him away from the trail, eyes alight with laughter.
"It's this way," she says brightly.
"It?"
She laughs, "that's right. I want to show you something special!"
"Ah, you've been here before?"
"I told you, didn't I?" she says, stopping and smiling up at him in that way she does sometimes; the way that makes his heart ache with longing for her.
"I was born and raised at the Mitsumine Shrine. I've played in these mountains since I was a little girl."
"I don't think you mentioned it," he says, and if he's bothered, he only sounds teasing.
"I'm sorry, I thought I told you!" she's pulling him after her again, deeper into the mountains, "I asked you to come out here thinking I'd told you…"
"It's really not a problem, is it, missy?" She doesn't really like secrets in their relationship, he can't her blame considering how they started out.
"I…well, no. I just thought I'd told you about it," she says, blushing again.
"So what's this something special of yours?" he asks after a few moments of walking in quiet.
"It's a surprise!" she stops, smiling in that way again, "But if you really want to know, I'll tell you."
"No, it's fine." He knows he's smiling but he doesn't know what she sees in his expression that makes her get up on her tiptoes, blushing furiously, to press a kiss to his lips. Maybe it's the same thing he sees in her when she smiles like she does for him.
Fingers brushing over one of her flushed cheeks, he pulls her into another kiss.
She's still up on tiptoe, fingers in his hair, blush burning bright on her cheeks, "Do you think…I mean…there's time, if we stay at the shrine. We could…get sidetracked."
He laughs, a soft, warm sound as he leans down to kiss her again, "Yeah, we could."
He drapes his thick jacket over her, protecting her from dirt and grime and from scratches and cuts from the verdure; she twines her body with his, embracing him with arms and with legs.
He is insistently gentle; she leaves unintentional bruises in her passion.
He whispers her name, prayer-like in it's repetition; she cries out, high and wordless.
When it's over he holds her steady while she lays tender kisses on all the places she held too hard or scraped teeth against too sharply.
They finally notice that Inuki is nowhere to be found.
**
Hands clasped tight again, she leads him carefully through the mountains. The teasing and light conversation replaced with a tired, pleased quiet. He can hear water rushing in its place.
Inuki, having returned when his mistress called to him, pads across the air between them, restless.
There is still a light flush to her skin, every time she looks at him it's with that same sweet smile, there's something shy and something gentle in her demeanor tempering her usual energy. He's never actually used the term glowing to describe someone before, but he can't think of a better word for her now.
He'd already guessed that her special place would be a waterfall from the sound of the water. He couldn't have guessed at how beautiful it would be or how little of it he would remember as she led him to the shrine some time later.
He would remember her, damp with the spray of the water, still surrounded by that air of gentleness, flushed and smiling. He would remember that for a long, long time.
**
The next time he asks her if she'd like to go hiking, he's the one who suggests Mount Mitsumine.
Author/Artist: leviathanmirror
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Sex with a minor, depending.
Prompt: X/1999, Yuzuriha/Kusanagi: sex outdoors - Yuzuriha and Kusanagi go for a hike in the mountains; hijinks ensue
Word count: 970
A/N: This takes place post series and assumes nothing else is horribly destroyed. Taking place after the story, the reader is free to choose how long after the story and thus whether Yuzuriha is a minor or not. Also, borrows a location from the anime.
Mount Mitsumine was not Kusanagi's first choice when he'd ask Yuzuriha if she'd like to go hiking but she'd been so excited at the idea that he hadn't had it in him to suggest anything else.
Now she was walking backwards along the trail, speaking cheerfully with himself or Inuki and whenever he'd tell her to be careful, she'd look up at him smiling and say some variation of "I'm okay."
It still made him uneasy.
"Please, missy, I don't want you getting hurt," he says finally, as they reach a steeper part of the trail.
She looks at him consideringly for a moment, then gives him a sheepish look and turns around, "I'm sorry, Kusanagi-san, I didn't mean to worry you."
"That's right, it's very worrying, if you'd hurt yourself, I would have had to carry you the rest of the way," his tone is light and teasing and she laughs in response.
"You're strong, you would be fine," she returns, "Besides, it would be nice to be carried all of the way up!"
She squeaks in surprise when he grabs her waist and swings her up in his arms.
She cries, "Kusanagi-san! Put me down!" but the words are broken by laughter.
"I thought you wanted to be carried the rest of the way?" he teases.
She hugs herself to him and nuzzles against his shoulder; he's beginning to enjoy the idea of holding her just for the sake of holding her, and not just as a means of teasing, when she says, "But what if you get hurt? If I shouldn't walk backwards then you shouldn't carry me!"
He's very briefly tempted to keep her in his arms anyway but he sets her down with a soft kiss on her forehead and an affectionate, "fair enough."
She's still blushing when she takes his hand and he laces their fingers together, giving her hand a gentle squeeze. He wonders idly, as she leads him along the trail, if she'll always blush whenever they touch. It's an endearing trait, one he's finding himself more and more fond of as their relationship progresses.
**
Three quarters of the way to the shrine and she's tugging him away from the trail, eyes alight with laughter.
"It's this way," she says brightly.
"It?"
She laughs, "that's right. I want to show you something special!"
"Ah, you've been here before?"
"I told you, didn't I?" she says, stopping and smiling up at him in that way she does sometimes; the way that makes his heart ache with longing for her.
"I was born and raised at the Mitsumine Shrine. I've played in these mountains since I was a little girl."
"I don't think you mentioned it," he says, and if he's bothered, he only sounds teasing.
"I'm sorry, I thought I told you!" she's pulling him after her again, deeper into the mountains, "I asked you to come out here thinking I'd told you…"
"It's really not a problem, is it, missy?" She doesn't really like secrets in their relationship, he can't her blame considering how they started out.
"I…well, no. I just thought I'd told you about it," she says, blushing again.
"So what's this something special of yours?" he asks after a few moments of walking in quiet.
"It's a surprise!" she stops, smiling in that way again, "But if you really want to know, I'll tell you."
"No, it's fine." He knows he's smiling but he doesn't know what she sees in his expression that makes her get up on her tiptoes, blushing furiously, to press a kiss to his lips. Maybe it's the same thing he sees in her when she smiles like she does for him.
Fingers brushing over one of her flushed cheeks, he pulls her into another kiss.
She's still up on tiptoe, fingers in his hair, blush burning bright on her cheeks, "Do you think…I mean…there's time, if we stay at the shrine. We could…get sidetracked."
He laughs, a soft, warm sound as he leans down to kiss her again, "Yeah, we could."
He drapes his thick jacket over her, protecting her from dirt and grime and from scratches and cuts from the verdure; she twines her body with his, embracing him with arms and with legs.
He is insistently gentle; she leaves unintentional bruises in her passion.
He whispers her name, prayer-like in it's repetition; she cries out, high and wordless.
When it's over he holds her steady while she lays tender kisses on all the places she held too hard or scraped teeth against too sharply.
They finally notice that Inuki is nowhere to be found.
**
Hands clasped tight again, she leads him carefully through the mountains. The teasing and light conversation replaced with a tired, pleased quiet. He can hear water rushing in its place.
Inuki, having returned when his mistress called to him, pads across the air between them, restless.
There is still a light flush to her skin, every time she looks at him it's with that same sweet smile, there's something shy and something gentle in her demeanor tempering her usual energy. He's never actually used the term glowing to describe someone before, but he can't think of a better word for her now.
He'd already guessed that her special place would be a waterfall from the sound of the water. He couldn't have guessed at how beautiful it would be or how little of it he would remember as she led him to the shrine some time later.
He would remember her, damp with the spray of the water, still surrounded by that air of gentleness, flushed and smiling. He would remember that for a long, long time.
**
The next time he asks her if she'd like to go hiking, he's the one who suggests Mount Mitsumine.