Title: Strength
Fandom: Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles
Theme: 18. I'll die searching for it.
Character: Kurogane, mentions of Tomoyo
A/N: Originally, this was going to be about Syaoran, but I realized I wrote way too many ones that would have the same idea. And, uh, Tomoyo/Kurogane is my secret!love in this series.
Summary: He wonders what she meant and thinks he might have found it here.
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He is obsessed with strength. Kurogane can admit that much about himself even if he doesn't find that fully true anymore.
(Perhaps it is because her words are ringing in his ears and he finds himself wondering just what she meant. There is no way that strength can be bad yet she has him doubting that, doubting himself, and wanting more.)
He has to be the strongest, has to defend them all, has to beat them all. If he loses, it is more than just his pride at stake. His life (his very essence) is put on the line in each battle.
That is why he can't fully understand why she sent him away. Her sending him away, though, made him learn more than he expected. There are now techniques to create and strategies to make. No longer does the battle bore him; it exhilarates him like he hasn't been in years.
"A-are you ready to go?" Sakura tugs at his sleeve, slightly blushing. He glances around to see that the others are already dressed and he nods.
"Daddy is so slow," Fai sighs.
Mokona nods. "Daddy might not be able to help us at this pace."
"…" Kurogane glares. "Just move it already, pork-bun."
"Mokona is happy Mokona ate your breakfast," Mokona says with a huff before flailing when Kurogane picks it up by a leg. "Waah! Daddy's being mean!"
"Daddy! Put Mokona down!" Fai tries to grab Mokona but Kurogane catches him by the head.
Sakura looks around nervously, unsure of what to do. Syaoran is busy saying goodbye to someone, not realizing what is happening behind him.
"Now, will you get me something to eat and us out of here?" Kurogane hisses.
(He sees them around him and catches a glimmer of what she meant.)