Hello! I'm giving up on my other story guys, it was kinda a bad idea anyway, boring. BUT NOW! I present you with something hopefully a bit better ;. So, onwards! Also, the POV is Fai's about kurogane.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything made from CLAMP, because if I did, almost every dude would be gay.
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For a long time now, I've been playing a game with you. Slowly, oh so excruciatingly slowly, I've been trying to crack you open. Such a stubborn little clam you are, hiding your valuable treasure and delicate flesh from all eyes. You forget that I can see you though. My eyes serve many purposes, and they possess many talents. I will be the snail that sucks you out of that cute shell of yours and has you for dinner.
We're all walking down some street in some world, looking for something, but I'm interested in other things, other people. Your black spikes bob up and down with your too big strides. Such a struggle to show off that masculinity of yours. Of course, that's part of the reason I love you so much. Ah yes, that's the twist to my little game. Perhaps less of a twist, but more of a sort of motive? Either way, it's an important aspect. I now act on this key part of my game by patting you on the head in just the right way to mess up your hair.
"WHAT THE HELL?!" Your face instantly contorts into one of angry surprise and annoyance. I smile at you in my usual style as I dodge your swinging fists, keeping my hand perfectly planted on your head. Maybe someday it'll just grow into your hair so I could just poke and prod your brain to manipulate you in just the right way to make you play along with my emotions. Perhaps I could just twitch your motor cortex in the perfect way to make you finally wrap your arms around me.
"Aw, Kuro-puu! Don't be mad! I just want to pet our Big Puppy!" My legs wrap around you waist while I sling my arm over your shoulder. Mokona hops onto your head to pet your with all four fluffy appendages. Sakura a Syaoran are the back round audience that laughs at the queued times. Moko-chan serves as a good enough distraction. You're too busy trying to throw him into a nearby storm drain to pay much attention to the passenger on your back, being me. I watch the scene from over your shoulder, but not really. I'm simply taking my time in breathing you in, enjoying the way your hair moves like cobwebs and how my legs fit around your waist, resting perfectly on your high hips. Your armor fits you in just the right way to not stick out at odd angles and make me uncomfortable. I figure I've had enough of your savory silk between my fingers, so I tugged on it.
"SERIOUSLY MAGE! THE HELL?! GET OFF!" Your hands reach for my face, but I just smile at them as I push myself off of your back. It was more of a horizontal jump, as I landed a safe distance away. You twirl around, not a trace of grace in the action, and I sweep in close again. I fall into your eyes when they meet so close. Our noses a mere centimeter apart. I open my wanting lips to speak.
"What? You don't want a cute boy such as myself all over you?" A cocky grin, a sultry voice, an invasion of personal space, and a cunning look in one's eye is all it takes to make you speechless. Your eyes are wide, and I'm still drowning in them. With your mouth slightly open, you look far more surprised than you most assuredly are. You stagger away from me, taking away your intoxicating scent once again. I stay in my minutely slanted posture, keeping the same sly look, my eyes still trained on yours.
"What're you trying to pull? Bastard." Resume the scowl and the cocky attitude, and it's all better. The children have continued on their way, Mokona bounding behind them to catch up. They left once you were done torturing Mokona saying that we were just going to play cat and mouse again. Did you notice? Did I catch too much of your attention for you to hear them? I need to know if I'm gaining on you for the lead. I need to beat you in my game. I need my love and my affections to win over your hate and intolerance to anything fun. I'll win, even if I have to eat you alive, you stubborn, stubborn little clam you.
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Ok! So, chapter one done! I hope you all liked it, and that it wasn't too confusing for anyone! To explain the whole snail-clam thing, snails have this thing called a radula. It looks like a drill basically, for like drilling in the ground. It's their mouth, so it's all scary Cracken style. But yeah, so snails slither up to clams or muscles or any other bivalve, drill a little whole in the shell, liquidize the flesh inside, and then suck it out! Think of it as the underwater spider. But yes! I hope you all liked it, sorry for the lack of dialogue, but a lot of my writing happens in the person's head. It's a little weird, but hopefully good! Please review! Thank you for reading!
