soracia

Author: Kagemihari

flamesword
Pairing: Pikame
Rating: G
Summary: Birthday drabble for Yamapi's bday, and me trying my hand at Pikame. Turned out pretty cute. ♥ originally posted here as comment fic.

( one more present )

random akame drabble from here...

it's like 3am, and Kame is sleeping now, his head heavy on Jin's shoulder as the movie they hadn't really been watching finishes on the tv.

Jin doesn't move, just shuts the tv off and turns his head a little to breathe in the scent of Kame's hair, loving the fresh clean smell of his shampoo under the faint tang of a hard day's work worth of sweat.

Kame mumbles something incoherent as the tv goes silent and burrows closer, not really awake as he presses his face into Jin's neck and sighs contentedly.

Jin eases back until he is lying down, pulling Kame with him until Kame is lying on top of him and sleeping comfortably on his chest, and then he sighs, feeling warm and smiling stupidly because it feels so good, knowing that Kame trusts him like that.

He wraps his arms around Kame's slight form and marvels at the slender lightness of him, worries a little at the lack of weight but mostly just loves him so much that all he can do is grin like an idiot and stroke Kame's hair, taking forever to fall asleep himself because Kame is sleeping on him and he doesn't want to miss a minute of it.

This is a drabble based on chapters 2-3 of Requiem for the Sinners, written by Clever Young Thief. Sort of a fanfic-fanfic. drabble. thing. ^_^

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Duo watched him leave, his heart sinking. He loved Heero, he really did. But he loved the people of L2, as well, and he couldn't leave them to suffer just to soothe the wounded pride of politicians. That was his first, and oldest allegiance. He just hoped Heero could understand that. Please, don't make me choose...

~*~

The first shots rang out, and Duo watched as Heero responded in the only way he could. Dammit, he thought, fighting down feelings of betrayal. He should have known that Heero would choose this way. His mission was to protect Relena and her peace, that was his duty, and that was his first allegiance. It had been inevitable from the start that they would end up on opposite sides of this. He raised his gun, making his way over to Heero, to stop him. To kill him, and kill his heart with it...but there was no turning back now.

He could almost hear an echo of his earlier thoughts, in Heero's voice. Please, don't ask me to choose....

But he hadn't had a choice, there had never been a choice. He took aim and fired, a shot through the heart. The end of everything. The beginning of hell. I'm sorry...I'm so sorry it has to be this way...

It further hardened his resolve. One more thing the bastards had to pay for.

Current Mood: nervous
Current Music: Leth - Traditions

I guess this is a little long to be a drabble, but it's not long enough to be much of anything else. Just little Yugioh ficlet, Bakura/Ryou. ^^ I've always liked that pairing...

Shadow Lover
[RxB | G | abstract, poetry, shounen-ai, light angst | drabble]

( freeverse drabble fic )

Kagi's notes: I have found that the best way to internalize a language is to use it, and with a lack around here of native Quenya speakers, that means writing. ^_~ So this is some free verse s.o.c. stuff that was originally written in Elvish. The English translations aren't half bad though, with a bit of tweaking. If there are still some odd or choppy bits, it's because the original wasn't English, and the translation's rhythm just doesn't quite work.

And yes, there are some reconstructed and poorly attested words in there, so if anyone wants my notes as to what I used and why, email me for the details...I'll get a liguistic analysis up here eventually. -_-

( Lightseeker )

© Kagemihari, 5 aug 2003

Title: Precipice
Author: Kagemihari
Archive: MYSTCommunity.com
Disclaimer: this is an original work. no references were intended to any other published work or writing.
Rating: PG
Warnings: very abstract, dark, weirdness, depression, s.o.c., confusing POV

Notes: this was, eh, a stream of consciousness thing I wrote awhile back, and I wasn't even actually that depressed at the time, but it certainly reflects my mood at other times. not referring to suicide, actually, but just giving in to a mental and emotional breakdown. Italics represent one point of view, non-italics another side.

( Precipice )

© Kagemihari nov 16 2002

S	M	T	W	T	F	S
						1
2	3	4	5	6	7	8
9	10	11	12	13	14	15
16	17	18	19	20	21	22
23	24	25	26	27	28	29
30	31

Entries tagged with drabble

JE: Gifted (Kame/Yamapi, G)

drabble: Safe

Requiem ficlet/drabble for CYT

Fanfiction: YGO - Shadow Lover

s.o.c. freeverse: Quenya (w/Eng. trans.) - Lightseeker

Original s.o.c. freeverse: Precipice

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