Disclaimer 1: Yes, I did indeed create Tsubasa. I also wrote "gullible" on your ceiling.
Disclaimer 2: Ermm...the whole Kurogane-and-group-ending-up-in-his-Japan-and-having-to-make-a-choice-to-stay-or-not isn't exactly original...but I haven't actually read any stories about that, just seen them around, so if my lil' one shot resembles any other similar story it is entirely coincidental.
This fic is brief (heh, 450 words), and not elaborate on detail, because it is told from Kurogane's POV, and I just can't see him writing a novel or anything. :) My other Tsubasa fics are more…uh, descriptive.
I'm giving my beta reader a break. She's got a life now. So if there are a lot of mistakes, that's why. I should have paid more attention in elementary school.
I talk too much, don't I? Onward…
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I was home.
At first I didn't realize that. But as I picked myself off the marble floor and the nausea from the trip left, it slowly hit me. Before I even looked up at my surroundings or heard her voice, I knew.
"So, have you learned the value of life Kurogane?"
What were the chances of arriving smack dab in the middle of the throne room? With only Tomoyo-hime and no one else in attendance, no less?
I smell conspiracy, but I'll never get it out of Tomoyo-hime. She'd just laugh her little laugh and smile.
Before I could drag out the suspense any longer by not answering, Tomoyo-hime had already spotted another victim. She squealed and jumped down from her throne and grabbed Sakura's hands, exclaiming how cute she was. Syaoran looked alarmed and hovered protectively, and Fai chuckled his damn head off.
Which is pretty much how the rest of the day went.
It was fun. Just loads. Tomoyo-hime and the mage had several good laughs at me together. Those two are so alike it's downright creepy.
After getting Souma to show "our guests" around the palace, Tomoyo-hime asked for a private conference with me. 'Asked' really isn't the word, more like 'commanded'.
I won't repeat all of what she said. I still don't know what to make of it myself. She seemed to think I hadn't learned my lesson, but said it was up to me if I wanted to. Her and her damn enigmatic comments. I took that to mean she wasn't going to hurl me out of this dimension again.
After out little "conference", I wandered the palace grounds, soaking it in, remembering. Thinking.
That night, before I escaped to my old quarters, the kid approached me and said that he, the mage, and the princess were skipping out the following morning, as the white thing hadn't detected a feather on this world.
Oh yeah. My world.
The kid didn't ask what I was planning on doing. He just stated when they planned to leave, and smiled at me. He looked like he was about to thank me, or something, but thought better of it, and just stuck out his hand. I shook it somewhat awkwardly, and then he turned and walked away.
That night I got very little sleep.
Morning came, and I went to the throne room. They were all ready. Tomoyo-hime on her throne, watching as always.
So. I had a choice. To stay behind with Tomoyo-hime, or to continue on Syaoran's quest...
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...I still want to know when the hell it became my quest too.
Though that magician's loony smile is making me wish I had stayed behind, dammit.
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Crap-tacular, ain't it? This one shot has been in the works for months…just kinda sitting around…irking me…so I finally added a random sentence (not the ending, already had that) and threw it up here.
...Please don't hit me. Review instead. I'm rather apprehensive on how this will be received. Oo;