Originally appeared on the x(underscore)100 livejournal drabble community.
12/12
-----Weedkiller
Seishirou gave a prizewinning smirk, even as his sixth sense furiously checked and re-checked the situation. Subaru didn't seem to be using any spells, but it could well be a trap. The best thing to do was stall a little and distract him. "What, ready to join Hokuto-chan?"
"No, asshole," Subaru hissed, and Seishirou noted with pleasure that he was already worked up. "More like I've fucking had it with you and your goddamned tree!" Motioning violently towards the blossoms, Subaru lit a match.
Seishirou's eyes widened as he suddenly noticed paraffin dripping from the branches—"Hey wait—!"
Fwoosh.