Many fic authors have no doubt heard of the 30 Kisses project (http/ in which authors write thirty stories based around certain themes about their favourite pairings. I've decided to throw my hand in, and do some stories about, who else, Haru and Elie. After they've been seen on the 30 Kisses site, they'll be posted here.
So, I hope you enjoy my works, and be sure to visit 30 Kisses and give the talented people there some props too.
1: Interruption
He was at it again. Elie stood by the door of their rented hut, watching as he swung that huge sword of his in quick complicated motions. Sand flew up around him as the blade swished over it, sticking to his sweat covered body. She smiled in appreciation at the sight of his toned chest flexing with his movements. The fight against unspeakable evil had certainly done him good.
He rested the sword against the ground for a few seconds, catching his breath and brushing his hair from his eyes. A happy sigh escaped her throat. Why hadn't she noticed earlier how sexy he could be?
He resumed his sword swinging, and with distaste, recalled that he had been doing this for about an hour and a half now. She didn't begrudge him doing it. He needed to be strong for future battles ahead. But on a nice day like this, it just seemed it would be better for him to forget his practice and enjoy himself for a while. Normally, when he trained like this, He would be closed off to everything around him. Any comments shouted were briefly glanced at, then ignored. Well, this time, he would definitely not ignore her.
She looked down at herself to confirm that yes, her bikini was very skimpy and revealing. She padded out onto the sand, stood a few feet from him, and took a deep breath.
"Harrrruuuu! Look over here!"
He paused for just a second, glancing casually at her, then carried on. Then he slowed down, and looked at her again, his eyes much wider this time. After a few seconds of staring, he quickly resumed his kata, but not fast enough for her not to notice the blush on his face.
She stood patiently as he hacked and slashed at the air some more. She wouldn't have to wait so long. She knew him so well.
A minute later, his actions were moving slower, becoming less coordinated. His face was no longer set in that determined grimace of his, instead he had a rather dreamy look in his eyes, one he was trying to fight back.
Finally, after a slow sword spin which sent him stumbling, he gave up, and dropped the sword to the ground. She smiled as he stomped over to her, an angry glare aimed at her.
"Thanks a lot Elie! You broke my concentration!"
She giggled, and extended a hand to rest on his chest. "Well, you insist on wasting this nice day by swinging that stupid sword around. And getting all dirty." She brushed some sand off his pecs.
His glare softened. "Well, you won't consider it a waste the next time I meet Lucia and kick his ass."
"True…" She wrapped her arms around his waist, making sure he didn't escape. "But I don't want to waste today just watching you. I do hate feeling neglected."
He smiled, looked down at her skimpy attire. "Well… I guess I am free for the rest of the day."
He pulled her closer, moving in to kiss her deeply, She sighed contently. She had been waiting for this since morning.
Haru pulled back. "Any idea what we should do?"
"I've got loads." She kissed his chest. "We have a whole afternoon to kill after all…"
