Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle (Fay/Kurogane)
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kinkfestTitle: That Little Warmth
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Rating: TOTALLY WORKSAFE. Yeah, there's all the angst and tragedy going on, but really, I love this pairing because they're also total morons.
Word count: 322
Summary: Fay knows anger as something cold; Kurogane is anything but.
Prompt: Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles, Kurogane/Fai: Nicknames - 'because angry is a good look for you'
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"Kuro-pippi~"
To Fay, irritation is a novel feeling: it's all about the moment and reaction, all heat and immediate driving purpose.
He knows rage as a cold hard certainty in his gut, and he knows anger as a tense pulsing headache that gathers in his temples, and both of these he as things he must control at all costs. Fury he's also well-acquainted with as the ice in the king's eyes when news of the crown prince's death reached the castle, and as the stomach-churning prickle of ice down his spine when faced with the murderers.
Anger and he are polite acquaintences at the least, all in degrees of descending cold.
"Kuro-puu~"
Irritation, though, redfaced and bellowing and waving a sword, is delightfully new. Even the breeze of the blade's edge right past his cheek is warmer than most anything he can remember from Celes, and the novelty is enough to make him forget the danger. It feels good, and he's pretty sure he could get himself addicted fast.
But any one stimulus, used for too long, begins to lose its effectiveness -- this he also knows, though how and why, he'd rather not say -- which means he has to be creative. The passion behind that irritation draws him again and again, and at the very least, he can be grateful that they're not *really* fire and ice: that'd be terribly cliche, and he's not really interested in melting away, just ... warming himself a little. That's all.
He can stop at any time, he tells himself, but while he has this, there's nothing wrong in enjoying himself.
"Kuro-ko~? Heyyy, Kuro-daddy, shouldn't you listen when Mommy calls you? Ahh, what sort of example do you think you're setting for the children, ignoring Mommy like this?"
And finally the thread of Kurogane's temper snaps: he draws Souhi in a whistling rush, and Fay takes off, laughing the whole time.
Author/Artist:
nekokobanRating: TOTALLY WORKSAFE. Yeah, there's all the angst and tragedy going on, but really, I love this pairing because they're also total morons.
Word count: 322
Summary: Fay knows anger as something cold; Kurogane is anything but.
Prompt: Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles, Kurogane/Fai: Nicknames - 'because angry is a good look for you'
+++++
"Kuro-pippi~"
To Fay, irritation is a novel feeling: it's all about the moment and reaction, all heat and immediate driving purpose.
He knows rage as a cold hard certainty in his gut, and he knows anger as a tense pulsing headache that gathers in his temples, and both of these he as things he must control at all costs. Fury he's also well-acquainted with as the ice in the king's eyes when news of the crown prince's death reached the castle, and as the stomach-churning prickle of ice down his spine when faced with the murderers.
Anger and he are polite acquaintences at the least, all in degrees of descending cold.
"Kuro-puu~"
Irritation, though, redfaced and bellowing and waving a sword, is delightfully new. Even the breeze of the blade's edge right past his cheek is warmer than most anything he can remember from Celes, and the novelty is enough to make him forget the danger. It feels good, and he's pretty sure he could get himself addicted fast.
But any one stimulus, used for too long, begins to lose its effectiveness -- this he also knows, though how and why, he'd rather not say -- which means he has to be creative. The passion behind that irritation draws him again and again, and at the very least, he can be grateful that they're not *really* fire and ice: that'd be terribly cliche, and he's not really interested in melting away, just ... warming himself a little. That's all.
He can stop at any time, he tells himself, but while he has this, there's nothing wrong in enjoying himself.
"Kuro-ko~? Heyyy, Kuro-daddy, shouldn't you listen when Mommy calls you? Ahh, what sort of example do you think you're setting for the children, ignoring Mommy like this?"
And finally the thread of Kurogane's temper snaps: he draws Souhi in a whistling rush, and Fay takes off, laughing the whole time.
