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Title: Rose
Author: Fuji S. Yuki
Rating: PG
Pairing: YukiKiri
Theme: August 23: Rose of memory, rose of forgetfulness
Everyone has a vague scent one that indicates and identifies each individual like a signature. Perhaps he was animalistic to be able to smell these scents on humans that are only a few feet away from him. People he knew would consider him a freak of nature even though he possibly already earned that title from his wild behavior.
There are a few people whose scents he would forever remember other's that he would immensely like to forget. However, no matter how many times one of them would like to scare him he could locate them quickly and their persons just by a quick whiff of smell.
Bunta smells like fresh cut grass underneath all the sugar he consumed. Sanada the Emperor of Rikkai smells like soap combined with sweat, whereas Yanagi smelled like dust and mint; goodness knows why the mint scent was on him. Niou smelt like the sea with sand wood that he probably acquired from rubbing against Yagyuu-sempai. However, there are times when both of them stunk from the after smell of sex one and that is when he made sure he was scarce since after sex Niou was very hyper active and prankish.
As for Yukimura he smelled like fresh clean roses even when he was in the hospital that scent still lingers heavily and sometimes Akaya would love to lean his head against his captain and let the other play with his hair. While he consumes the scent of roses and it was one day that he told Yukimura this and the other answered.
"Akaya…you smell like the wind and I hope you can carry the scent of roses with you as you go."
Finding this an acceptable answer he would then rub his face against his captain's leg for he understood deeply the meaning behind those words. For the wind carries all smells with them for they are free and wild, however through it all he sincerely hope that he would carry the scent of Yukimura with him forever.