Title: Salty Dog
Rating: PG
Characters: Lancer, Sakura, Lancer x Sakura (feel free to WTF now)
Word Count: 203
Warning/s: Nothing really, unless you consider Hollow Ataraxia a spoiler.
Summary: It is at the docks that they first run into each other on a regular basis.
Dedication: To katiroth. We talked about LancerSaku and then I had to write this, short though it may be. I hope you feel better. ♥
A/N:My first drabble as a mod -points to icon after short prayer of praise to chained angel13-. I really should finish chapter 3 of Gilded Hawthorn, but one thing led to another and this drabble was born. Uh, yay crack pairings? -sweatdrops- For those of you who are wondering why Lancer is fishing in the first place, this drabble can be seen as being set in Hollow Ataraxia(the sequel to F/SN)in which one of the things Lancer does is spend time fishing at the docks. And can I recommend listening to Flogging Molly for anyone who wants to fic Lancer? Seriously, they're awesome, and this drabble is named for one of their songs. (C'mon, Salty Dog for the Hound of Culann, it's so perfect it's almost stupid). XD

Cross-posted to fsn(underscore)fiction and my personal lj.

Salty Dog-PG-Lancer x Sakura

It is at the docks that they first run into each other on a regular basis; Sakura seeking fresh fish for dinner, Lancer for the peace of mind casting a line into the sea gives him (Bait, cast, wait. It is all a form of meditation). He draws her eye, not because of his participation in the war, nor the easy skill with which he fishes, or even simple good looks. It is because Lancer is as comfortable in his skin as Sakura is out of place in her own, and it is that quality that fascinates her even more than it causes her envy. In the beginning Sakura would nod at him in acknowledgement, and receive a casual wave in reply; eventually she sits next to him and talks when she has the time.

One day, she mentions her disappointment at the lack of fresh saury. The next time she sees Lancer there is a fresh one in a cooler waiting for her, cold and elemental as the ocean it had been taken from. Sakura gives him a kiss on the cheek in thanks (his skin tastes like the sea), and at his flush thinks she wouldn't mind kissing him again.

So she does.