Pairings: LingFan
Rating: K
Setting: Pre-Series Xing, almost "Envoy from the East"
Summary: No way he's going alone.
Notes: Ah yes, Fu the Great and Powerful. A utter badass. I love him so much.
"My Father is sick." Ling says, on his fifteenth birthday. "His health is failing."
Lan Fan looks at him, impassive. "...has he devised a method of succession, my Lord?"
Ling scoops a bit of rice into his mouth, a dribble of sweet sauce coming out of the corner of his mouth. He wipes it away hastily. "We must find the key to Immortality for him. Whoever does so will be made Emperor."
"Will we begin out quest soon?" She asks, being purposely nonchalant.
Ling stares at her, "You're just...going to jump in? Just like that?"
"Of course," She says, giving a small smile. "I am sworn to protect you. How can I do that if I'm not always by your side?"
"But it'll be dangerous!" Ling protests, but it's a weak one. He knew she could handle herself.
Lan Fan raised an eyebrow."Do you think I can't handle myself, my Lord?" Her tone is dangerous, and Ling swiftly backtracks.
"No!" He says. "I just... I don't know, I don't want anything to happen to you," He looks away from her, hands bunching fistfuls of his pants.
Before Lan Fan can respond to that, her Grandfather drops in on them, swinging through a window. "Lan Fan is more than capable than handling herself, my Lord; we are going on the quest, no arguments. You in power will be very beneficial to our clan and all of Xing. And, no disrespect, but I believe it would be you that needed to be looked after."
Ling sputters, and Lan Fan laughs.
AN: Fu the Great and Powerful, Ling the Avariciously Amazing, and Lan Fan the Badass and Furious. What a wonderful family.
Prompts and Requests welcome!
((I like the first drabble better than this one...))