Title: Pieces of Heaven - Interlude n°1
Author: Shadow Arashi
Fandom: Tsubasa Chronicle
Pairing: KuroganexFay
Rating: PG
Word Count: 505
Summary: There is a snow storm going on tonight. Fay waits and counts the hours.
Warnings: This interlude is made of pure fluff. Or maybe it is flangst? Anyway this is yet another moment of Fay's and Kurogane's life in Nihon. After-manga setting.
Disclaimer: You really think I would be writing fanfics if I own TRC, Kurogane or Fay?
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Four.
Fay put the candle he had just lit back down on the table and looked out the window.
It was the fourth candle he had lit tonight.
Four candles. Four hours.
Fay tore his eye away from the snow storm raging outside and shivered.
Where was Kurogane? He should have been home hours ago.
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"I have a scouting mission on the border. I'll back by nightfall so don't do anything stupid, ok?"
"Of course! Me and Tomoyo-hime will share stories about Kuro-tan while we wait for your glorious return! "
"Don't you dare! "
"Ahahaha! "
A growl, then a snow pale hand lashed out to grasp a grey silvery one, quick as a bird.
"You are sure you don't want me to come with you?"
"No, it's fine… Besides, you're the only one around here I can trust to keep Tomoyo in line."
Laugher. Then a small but meaningful smile and a bright blue eye locking on red ones.
"Come back safely."
Just a whisper, then a moment of peaceful silence as tanned fingers tangled gently in long locks of spun light.
"Always."
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Five.
Fay mechanically lit the fifth (hour) candle and looked out the window.
The storm was still raging outside and he was still shivering.
Fay rubbed his hands, perfectly aware that the cold he was feeling was more psychological than real. The room's temperature was warm, even if he wasn't.
He hated those winter nights. He didn't have Kurogane to hold him close right now. He wasn't there to make him forget the cold.
Where was he?
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"Oi, what's with the look?"
"W-what look?"
"Don't start with me. You look like you are about to cry. Or fall apart."
"It's nothing really!"
"… It's snowing… Bad memories?"
A nervous chuckle.
"Yes… I guess you could say that. It's not that I hate the cold or anything… It just reminds me of that time… I feel like the storm is going to swallow me whole… Ah! Sorry Kuro-sama, I'm being sill-"
A strong arm wrapped around a shivering body, giving heat and comfort. A startled gasp.
"Kuro-rin?"
"Relax and go to sleep or something. I'm not going anywhere."
Silence, a few breaths, only disturbed by the howls of the wind outside.
"Thank you."
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Six.
This time his hand doesn't shake when he lights the six (hour) candle.
This time he remembers what he had come so far to learn and decides to simply trust. He will trust the one who means everything to him to come back because he promised and Kurogane never breaks his promises.
Fay waits and trusts; confident (and it feels good) even if it hurts.
When the doors slide open, he calmly rises to his feet and turns to face the dark haired man, covered in snow, standing in his room. Blazing red eyes glow with the candles lights and see only him.
And he smiles.
An arm of steel wraps around him and the cold finally disappears.
"Welcome back, Kuro-sama."
