Title: One who loves you truly
Genre: Humor/Parody.
Pairing: Tsubaki/Wakaba, implied Muraki/Terazuma
Comments: The King of Swords meets Division Four. Info/translations from theria. I just wanted to see a yurific for Yami. :p Response to Kittyling's 'Kiss' challenge and the 'Right Story, Wrong Shinigami' challenge. 300 words
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"Your name?"
"Kan...um...Hibiki. Hibiki Izumi!" Wakaba said to the girl with the red camellia. "What's yours?"
"Kakyouin Tsubaki. But please call me Tsubaki-hime." Tsubaki's fingers closed on Wakaba's hand, soft and light like the rustle of tall grass in the wind. "I'm very glad to meet someone here my age. Father's friends are so dull."
"I know! My father made me come because he thought I'd have fun, but it's all these old people. At least there are some cute guys. Like that tall doctor. He's got such pretty gray eyes!" Wakaba giggled, fully playing the role of ingénue to gauge the girl's reaction to their target.
Tsubaki smiled enigmatically, a passing emotion crossing her face that Wakaba did not miss. "But your eyes are pretty too – this one's orange..." Tsubaki leaned closer, and Wakaba could smell the faint fragrance of the camellia upon Tsubaki's breast.
"Eh? Oh, that," Wakaba replied, a little nervously. "It's always been like that."
Tsubaki leaned forward and kissed her, her lips like petals of crimson against Wakaba, and just as soft. Wakaba's other, spiritual sense swirled for a moment with the image of pink sakura floating in the breeze as Tsubaki's mouth moved against her. Tsubaki tasted fresh and sweet, but there was more, an undertone of something bitter and medicinal.
"Let's be friends," Tsubaki whispered tenderly against her lips, fingers trailing along Wakaba's honey-dark hair.
Meanwhile...
"These are for you. The meaning of red roses is passion. Tonight, under me, I desire that you...OW!" Muraki doubled over from a knee to the groin.
"That! Is for doing that perverted thing with the wineglass! And this!" Terazuma aimed a vicious kick at Muraki's kidneys. "Is for trying to get me in bed with flowers! Perverts need to stay the hell away from me!!"
Genre: Humor/Parody.
Pairing: Tsubaki/Wakaba, implied Muraki/Terazuma
Comments: The King of Swords meets Division Four. Info/translations from theria. I just wanted to see a yurific for Yami. :p Response to Kittyling's 'Kiss' challenge and the 'Right Story, Wrong Shinigami' challenge. 300 words
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"Your name?"
"Kan...um...Hibiki. Hibiki Izumi!" Wakaba said to the girl with the red camellia. "What's yours?"
"Kakyouin Tsubaki. But please call me Tsubaki-hime." Tsubaki's fingers closed on Wakaba's hand, soft and light like the rustle of tall grass in the wind. "I'm very glad to meet someone here my age. Father's friends are so dull."
"I know! My father made me come because he thought I'd have fun, but it's all these old people. At least there are some cute guys. Like that tall doctor. He's got such pretty gray eyes!" Wakaba giggled, fully playing the role of ingénue to gauge the girl's reaction to their target.
Tsubaki smiled enigmatically, a passing emotion crossing her face that Wakaba did not miss. "But your eyes are pretty too – this one's orange..." Tsubaki leaned closer, and Wakaba could smell the faint fragrance of the camellia upon Tsubaki's breast.
"Eh? Oh, that," Wakaba replied, a little nervously. "It's always been like that."
Tsubaki leaned forward and kissed her, her lips like petals of crimson against Wakaba, and just as soft. Wakaba's other, spiritual sense swirled for a moment with the image of pink sakura floating in the breeze as Tsubaki's mouth moved against her. Tsubaki tasted fresh and sweet, but there was more, an undertone of something bitter and medicinal.
"Let's be friends," Tsubaki whispered tenderly against her lips, fingers trailing along Wakaba's honey-dark hair.
Meanwhile...
"These are for you. The meaning of red roses is passion. Tonight, under me, I desire that you...OW!" Muraki doubled over from a knee to the groin.
"That! Is for doing that perverted thing with the wineglass! And this!" Terazuma aimed a vicious kick at Muraki's kidneys. "Is for trying to get me in bed with flowers! Perverts need to stay the hell away from me!!"