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imaginedyou) wrote2007-01-09 05:19 pm
imaginedyou) wrote2007-01-09 05:19 pm
Kushiel verse Drabbles [Prince of Tennis/Kushiel's Legacy fusion]
[ *Note; Kushiel's Dart, Kushiel's Chosen, Kushiel's Avatar, and Kushiel's Scion are the currently released books of the Kushiel's Legacy series, and written by Jacqueline Carey. They are very, very good ;) ]
If PoT characters were to be inserted in Kushiel-verse, Yumiko would be Hyacinthe, Fuji would be Melisande, Tezuka would be Phedre, and things would be so different...
(Two-sentence fic; perhaps to be continued).
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"That which yields," Yumiko says to him, one day; the second night but the first day, with one hand outstretched and wide-palmed, "is not always weak."
Fuji smiles the usual smile as he waves goodbye, walking out of the door to school. He owns a dictionary already, he knows there is more than one definition for nearly every word in the language.
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If PoT characters were to be inserted in Kushiel-verse, Yumiko would be Hyacinthe, Fuji would be Melisande, Tezuka would be Phedre, and things would be so different...
(Two-sentence fic; perhaps to be continued).
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"That which yields," Yumiko says to him, one day; the second night but the first day, with one hand outstretched and wide-palmed, "is not always weak."
Fuji smiles the usual smile as he waves goodbye, walking out of the door to school. He owns a dictionary already, he knows there is more than one definition for nearly every word in the language.
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"Fuji Syuusuke." he says, offering out hand to shake. "My grandmother knows your grandfather."
"Fuji..." Tezuka mumbles thoughtfully as he holds his hand out in return. Fuji takes it up and shakes, squeezing a little too tightly. Tezuka blinks, and looks down at his fingers throbbing pleasantly.
"You don't need your glasses, do you." Fuji says, and it's not phrased as a question. "I know what you're hiding."
He leaves then, and Tezuka does not so much as see him, let alone speak to him again, for almost eight weeks.
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"Who is Fuji-san?" Tezuka asks his grandfather when he gets home. He has not even stopped to take off his shoes, or put down his schoolbag. His grandfather frowns at this.
"Fuji-san?" He replies, surprised. "A friend of mine; I've told you that."
"He didn't seem much like a friend." Tezuka says, almost sulkily.
"He?" This time Tezuka's grandfather seems amused.
"Never mind." Tezuka mumbles. His grandfather just nods, and Tezuka goes out to the garden to check on the roses bushes, though they do not need pruning yet.
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