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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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He is young, too young to think about what he is doing before he does it, and this will be his first lesson in thinking before acting. All he knows is that he sees a pretty flower, and he wants to touch it, to take it and have it as his. His fingers curl round the stem and all of a sudden pain blossoms in three different places upon his hand, where the thorns have broken the skin.
Tezuka gasps, and feels like a taut string on a harp being plucked and singing. A thrumming goes through him, and he feels more peaceful than before, he wants to smile. His hand clenches tighter around the stem of the rose before he can think about it, and his grandfather watches in the shadows.
Fuji-san would have seen this, she would have known the meaning of the blood-spot in Tezuka's eye. Tezuka's grandfather has to look it up in one of his many books of history and legend before he can confirm it.
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