Apples
Disclaimer: I don't own Air Gear or this poem. The poem is "Just Like Eve" by Magi Gibson.
Author's Note: Also, on a side note, Kazu and Sano may be ooc.
I've been reading too many Sub!Harry fanfics. After all, yaoi makes the world go round. :p
I could have brought you
Whisky to warm you on winter nights,
Poems full of words to fill your silences
I could have brought you
Armfuls of flowers
To fill your rooms with summer,
Scented petals to scatter where you dream
I could have brought
Olives, shiny, black and green,
Anchovies and Parmesan,
Chianti, deep blood - red.
I could have brought
Figs, dates, kumquats, lychees
Tastes to make your senses sing
To set your soul adrift
Instead I brought
Forbidden fruit
The one and only gift
You would not accept
"Kazu-chan!" A disgustingly happy voice called from outside his door. His door. At three am. In the morning. What the hell. Bang! Bang! Bang! "Kazu-chan! I know you're there!" Came thatvoice. Again.
He remained by the sink; glaring hard at the door and the person on the other side of the door. Maybe, just maybe, if he glared hard enough – hoped hard enough – that person would spontaneously combust or go away. He wasn't that picky. BANG! BANG! BANG! Damn it! He scowled; his pretty blue eyes darkening angrily.
He stomped over to the door – and paused. Did he really want to open the door? That person was still out there, after all. BANG! BANG! BANG! He jumped, startled despite himself and opened the door – and automatic response (he really needed to stop that!). That person smiled; the light hitting his glasses as he adjusted them.
"What?" He demanded; his pretty blue eyes flashing. That person smirked. "I brought you a present." A smug look to match the smirk. His hand hidden behind his back; a promising look in his warm brown eyes.
He blushed; a pale pink settling over his cheeks ever so prettily – so innocent. "You did?" A whisper; barely heard. His pretty blue eyes widened in surprise. His stance shifting from anger to confused surprise. So cute. So innocent. So adorable. His prey.
Predator. He chuckled. He did this. He put that lovely blush on those soft – ever so soft – cheeks. He had startled this wild – so fiercely violent – creature. Even if it was only momentarily. "Yes, of course." His smirk widened. A predator hunting his prey. "I heard they were your favourite."
He brought his hand into sight from behind his back. An apple. Shiny and red and perfect. His mouth watered just from the sight. "R-really?" A stutter. A pretty blush lit his cheeks again. Perfect. He nodded. Clear words. "Of course. Just for you." A shy smile. "Thank you." Heartfelt. A warm – ever so soft – hand clasping the apple – shiny and red and perfect – his fingertips brushing his palm.
He turned to leave. He hadn't expected anything today; nor wanted anything besides the deliverance of the apple – shiny and red and perfect. A small hand – delicate and pretty - caught his sleeve. Kazuma. A darker blush. "Won't you come in?"
There's not really anything to say about this fanfic except I should probaly lay off the Harry Potter fanfics cause they really mess with me.
Bye for now! :P
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