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tampered2007-11-13 08:09 pm
fooolery.livejournal.com) wrote in tampered2007-11-13 08:09 pm
ONGOIIIIING~
when; Tuesday, November 13th, late night.
rating; PG-13~
characters; Kurogane (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
a_crimson_ninja) and Fai (fooolery).
summary; After yet another fight, daddy and mommy need to make up. ♥
log;
It was a bad excuse, at least one of the worst he’d come up with, lately. There was the off chance that the ninja wouldn’t even bother to show up at the café while he puttered around, cleaning whatever unnecessary thing didn’t really need cleaning and trying to make use of a useless subject. Why did the thought of not being able to, of all things, get married depress him like this?
Fai’s wavering passive expression turned to gaze out the far window listlessly, his mind a jumble. Yes, he had tucked Sakura into bed after she had eagerly helped him bake four batches of cupcakes for tomorrow, thoroughly checked the stock for at least another month, made a list of things to do on top of that, and fed Doumeki’s now large cat.
Then why did he feel so useless?
Kurogane had been agitated. And hurt. And angry. Which is why he stepped out, before he did or said something he would regret, and instead spent several hours in the forest, hacking and slashing away at several monsters to work off his frustration. He had learned, over a long journey, to not let his emotions get the better of him, and this was a case in which that applied. He returned to the hot springs later to wash the blood off, and, since the mage was no where in sight, decided to find him out at the café. So after shrugging on a coat and tucking his set of keys to the café into his pocket, he set out, hands tucked into his dark jeans to keep them warm.
When the ninja reached the café, it was still lit, and he opened the door with his keys, stepping inside. “--Yuui?” he called, looking around for the blond.
So he had come, then. It was as good a time as any to put to good use the promise he’d made to himself before—how he was going to change, for once. Become a better person for the person he had accidentally fallen into caring so much for. Determined, Fai stepped out from where he’d been in the kitchen, carrying a steaming cup of black coffee and offering it to Kurogane, heart fluttering nervously.
"It ... was cold out there, ne?" This is what the ninja was doing to him, making his voice stumble, cheeks flush, anxious about making things right again between them regardless of how his instincts told him otherwise for so long.
The ninja blinked, once, before taking the steaming cup from the mage’s hands, leaning down to press a kiss to his cheek on automatic. Even if they were fighting, by now it was---almost an automatic reaction. Silly, almost, how one came to do these things on a regular basis...especially himself, something he would not have suspected he would do ever before. “Mn. It’s getting chilly again.” He resisted the urge to worry his bottom lip between his teeth. “Yuui, I—”
"Don’t, ne?" Before his thoughts could even gather quickly enough after the kiss, Fai’s turqouise gaze rested firmly upon the steaming coffee cup, voice soft. "My fault this time." At that, he chanced a small quirk of a smile up at the ninja, trying his best to infuse a bit of lightheartedness into the situation without really hiding anything. It was a stretch for him, since that’s all he was used to doing, but when it came right down to it, he wanted a life with the ninja so badly that he couldn’t possibly continue lying to him.
rating; PG-13~
characters; Kurogane (
a_crimson_ninja) and Fai (fooolery).summary; After yet another fight, daddy and mommy need to make up. ♥
log;
It was a bad excuse, at least one of the worst he’d come up with, lately. There was the off chance that the ninja wouldn’t even bother to show up at the café while he puttered around, cleaning whatever unnecessary thing didn’t really need cleaning and trying to make use of a useless subject. Why did the thought of not being able to, of all things, get married depress him like this?
Fai’s wavering passive expression turned to gaze out the far window listlessly, his mind a jumble. Yes, he had tucked Sakura into bed after she had eagerly helped him bake four batches of cupcakes for tomorrow, thoroughly checked the stock for at least another month, made a list of things to do on top of that, and fed Doumeki’s now large cat.
Then why did he feel so useless?
Kurogane had been agitated. And hurt. And angry. Which is why he stepped out, before he did or said something he would regret, and instead spent several hours in the forest, hacking and slashing away at several monsters to work off his frustration. He had learned, over a long journey, to not let his emotions get the better of him, and this was a case in which that applied. He returned to the hot springs later to wash the blood off, and, since the mage was no where in sight, decided to find him out at the café. So after shrugging on a coat and tucking his set of keys to the café into his pocket, he set out, hands tucked into his dark jeans to keep them warm.
When the ninja reached the café, it was still lit, and he opened the door with his keys, stepping inside. “--Yuui?” he called, looking around for the blond.
So he had come, then. It was as good a time as any to put to good use the promise he’d made to himself before—how he was going to change, for once. Become a better person for the person he had accidentally fallen into caring so much for. Determined, Fai stepped out from where he’d been in the kitchen, carrying a steaming cup of black coffee and offering it to Kurogane, heart fluttering nervously.
"It ... was cold out there, ne?" This is what the ninja was doing to him, making his voice stumble, cheeks flush, anxious about making things right again between them regardless of how his instincts told him otherwise for so long.
The ninja blinked, once, before taking the steaming cup from the mage’s hands, leaning down to press a kiss to his cheek on automatic. Even if they were fighting, by now it was---almost an automatic reaction. Silly, almost, how one came to do these things on a regular basis...especially himself, something he would not have suspected he would do ever before. “Mn. It’s getting chilly again.” He resisted the urge to worry his bottom lip between his teeth. “Yuui, I—”
"Don’t, ne?" Before his thoughts could even gather quickly enough after the kiss, Fai’s turqouise gaze rested firmly upon the steaming coffee cup, voice soft. "My fault this time." At that, he chanced a small quirk of a smile up at the ninja, trying his best to infuse a bit of lightheartedness into the situation without really hiding anything. It was a stretch for him, since that’s all he was used to doing, but when it came right down to it, he wanted a life with the ninja so badly that he couldn’t possibly continue lying to him.