Title: The Littlest Bits and Pieces
Author: Utenakun
Series: Miscellaneous; X and Utena mostly, but other fandoms pop up here and there.
Rating: PG-13 for cursing, thinly disguised smut, any what-have-you that may come along. The rating may get more mature later on, in which case I'll just have to change it, I guess.
Disclaimer: None of these fandoms are mine, but maybe if I write a thousand drabbles I'll get to make a wish...
Notes: I had so much fun writing the X advent calendar that even though I can't keep up that breakneck pace, I'd like to keep writing drabbles. These have no theme to them and will only be updated whenever a plotbunny gnaws at me, more often than not provided by the xunderscore100 community on livejournal. Feel free to post requests for any fandom I've written for in the past, and I'll do my best to write those, too.

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X

Sweet Talk (200-word drabble)

(written for the xunderscore100 lj community challenge)

Suoh's heart sank as he caught sight of the irrepressible Sorata carrying a red, heart-shaped box. Sorata's intent was obvious, especially since he was heading for the study room where Arashi and Yuzuriha were doing schoolwork. I hope he doesn't get himself injured too badly this time, ran the ninja's dismayed thoughts, but he couldn't help following, just to see what would happen.

Sorata threw the door open, causing both girls to flinch as he advanced upon Arashi. "Miss!" he proclaimed in mangled engrish, "haa-pii bahrentine dei!" Grinning, he popped the box open and fed her a chocolate before she could react.

The room was silent as Arashi worked her jaws around the obstruction, Yuzuriha trying not to giggle and Suoh trying not to groan. But surprisingly, the swordmistress only continued to chew as she eyed Sorata's beaming face.

Finally, licking the last of the caramel off her lips, Arashi cleared her voice and quietly murmured, in nearly unaccented English, "Valentine's Day." And reached out to pluck another chocolate from the box.

Suoh left, smiling at the elated expression on Sorata's face. That enthusiasm and bravado—not to mention near-ridiculous luck—almost made him seem a little like the Chairman.