Christmas Set Two
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squeaklingsVarious fandoms.
For: Jchan
Prompt: something Suikoden
Wordcount: 660
Fandom: Suikoden 5
Rating: G
Warnings: Set pre-game.
“She is so adorable, Prince!”
Miakis held the young prince’s arm as she dragged him down the hallway towards the Queen’s Knight’s meeting room. Ferid had recently returned and rumor had it he’d brought a child with him. Miakis’ excitement as enough of an excuse to justify the prince’s own curiosity, but he still didn’t enjoy being pulled along.
“When did you see her?”
“When Lord Ferid came back I caught a glimpse. She’s only this big!” She released his arm held out her hands at about the prince’s own height and giggled. “Won’t it be great to have someone your age to play with? Oh! Maybe you’ll fall in love!”
The prince shied away from Miakis at that, a blush staining his pale cheeks, but the young Knight-in-training grabbed his arm again and pulled him along.
They stopped abruptly near the door to the room and Miakis laid a finger to her lips. Together they slipped as quietly as possible up to the door, and she let the prince in front of her so he could peek through the crack. The first thing he saw was his father’s back and he frowned. The crack was too narrow to see much of anything else, and he couldn’t really follow the hushed conversation.
Miakis tapped his arm gently and his eyes darted around the room one last time before he shook his head. He could almost imagine the girl’s sigh. He did make a noise, however, when his father turned slightly and a small, pale girl with dark hair came into view.
She didn’t look very healthy, and her eyes never stayed in one place for long. They did pause when she looked over at the door, and the prince scurried back quickly—or tried to, but Miakis was pressed close behind him, her face pressed to the crack. There was no way to hide the sound as they both crashed to the floor, and Ferid’s footsteps grew loud very fast.
“Well, if it isn’t my son! And Miakis!” Ferid’s smile was bright and he pulled the two children into the room, making sure to ruffle the prince’s hair while he was at it. “Lyon, here’s the boy I was just telling you about!”
“Father, stop,” he protested, his blush growing stronger. Ferid just laughed and pushed him towards the girl—Lyon, he’d said. The prince shifted his weight a bit before he glanced back at his father and then at the girl. She looked just as unsure as he felt, and he smiled slightly as he bowed his head in greeting. “Nice to meet you.”
The girl watched him for a long while, until he began to squirm, and then she bowed very low. “My name is Lyon.” Her voice was deeper than he’d expected. “Thank you for accepting me.”
Ferid laughed as the prince stared, and suddenly he was pitching forward as his father smacked him on the back. Miakis ran past and grabbed Lyon’s hands as she introduced herself. Lyon stared at their hands until the prince finally reached out to touch the young girl’s arm. She stiffened and Miakis’ grip tightened just a little.
“Lyon.” They all looked at Ferid as he spoke, his arms crossed over his chest and his face serious. “You meant what you said, right?”
“I did.”
Ferid’s lips twitched into a brief smile. “Good. Then from today on you are to protect my son with your life. This is your first and most important duty as a Queen’s Knight in training.” Miakis smiled brightly but the prince turned towards his father, eyes wide.
“What? But Father, I—“
Ferid pulled Lyon’s hands from Miakis’ and put them in the prince’s. He stared for a long while, but Ferid just smiled encouragingly and Miakis urged him on with hand motions and winks. He finally studied Lyon’s face, and smiled when he saw a faint blush on her cheeks.
Very slowly, Lyon smiled back.
For: Mecchan
Prompt: cute!Sakura/Syaoran
Wordcount: 266
Fandom: Tsubasa
Rating: G
Warnings: This conversation probably would have taken place at a different time (if it ever took place) but for sake of cutenessand some evilness I put it here. Hinted spoilers for Flashback o' Doom.
“Ne, Syaoran, what’s your world like?”
Syaoran turned to look at the princess, her hair waving in the breeze even as they laid atop the roof to watch the birds.
“Well, it’s not a desert. There are a lot of buildings, and there’s electricity and cars and—“ He cut off as Sakura blinked at him, her eyes a little too wide. “Ah, sorry. It’s uh, well… It’s a lot different.”
“What’s a car?”
Syaoran grinned. “It’s a, uh…” He closed his eyes and thought. “It’s sort of like a cart, but it has a top and it carries people in seats. And it moves by itself.” He opened his eyes and turned to Sakura, and blushed at the look on her face. “They’re really not all that special, though.”
“That sounds amazing!” She laughed and lifted her hands towards the sky, her eyes shining. “It must be so much fun!”
Her enthusiasm was contagious, but Syaoran couldn’t stop the pang of guilt. How was everyone doing? His father, mother, that boy…
“Syaoran.”
His named pulled him from his thoughts, as did the feel of soft fingers holding his, and he turned his head to see Sakura watching him.
“Ne, Syaoran. When we’re older and I’m stronger, could I take us to visit your world? Mother says there are ways to pass dimensions that the high priests know.” She blushed and looked up at the birds passing overhead. “I’ll study even harder, ok?”
He smiled sadly and nodded. If only…
“I would really like that, Sakura.” She smiled and cheered, and Syaoran squeezed her hand tight.
For: Spaz
Prompt: none: I did this on my own
Wordcount: 526
Fandom: Naruko RP AU
Rating: PG
Warnings: Alternate future based off Naruko RP, done for crack and fun. And the kids use Japanese because they do, I have no excuses why.
“Tousan~!”
Hinaji flinched as he waited for the inevitable leap onto his stomach, but it never came. He peeked his eyes open and groaned—by the darkness, dawn was still hours away. But Hikaru and Hige were standing impatiently by the bed, their little fingers drumming the sheets beside him and their lips pressed into thin lines as they tried to hide their smiles and impatience.
“Tousan, wake up!”
Hinaji would never understand their obsession with waking him early; their mother never got such treatment. “What is it, Hikaru?” His voice was soft despite the way the twins found yelling at early hours acceptable.
“Get up, it’s Christmas!” Hikaru’s fingers drummed harder, and Hinaji heard Kiba let out a breath in a quiet laugh from behind him. The sound did not get passed their young son. “You too, kaasan!”
Like a dog smelling fear the twins ran around the bed to wake their mother, and Kiba just barely managed to fend them off, laughing softly the entire time.
“Aww, how come you don’t gotta wear clothes to bed?” Hinaji blushed at their daughter’s question, but Kiba laughed harder.
“Because grown ups don’t have to,” she answered to protests of ‘But we’re already seven!’ “Now go, tousan and kaasan will be out in a few minutes.” Hinaji was jealous of how bright her voice was despite everything.
Once the children had rushed out, their peals of laughter earning happy barks from Enka, Kiba turned and snuggled up to Hinaji. He wrapped his arms around her tightly.
“We should probably go before they destroy something.”
Kiba let out a quick laugh and kissed his chest. “We have at least five minutes.” She kissed him some more, and Hinaji was beginning to think they might be able to get away with something when they were interrupted by two very shrill voices.
“Kaa~san! Tou~san!”
Hinaji sighed and Kiba gave him one long, deep kiss before she pulled away. He was left a little disoriented until Kiba leaned down to whisper in his ear. He must have missed when she grabbed her robe, but his eyes latched onto her hands as she tied the sash around her waist.
“The rest of your present comes later.”
His face flushed and he threw the covers off, ignoring the cold as he grabbed his robe and threw it on. They found the children in the kitchen, happily sitting at the table with both burnt and runny eggs tossed together on a plate, and heaps of charred toast. A bowl clanged along the floor as Enka pushed it around, licking it clean. Akako was happily eating from a plate full of runny eggs.
“Tousan, kaasan!” The twins jumped off their chairs and ran towards them and hugged their legs. “We made you breakfast! Merry Christmas!”
Hinaji looked at the kitchen, torn between despair and amusement. But Hige was leading him towards the table and sat him down and tucked a bib into the opening of his robe. He just couldn’t say no to her, even with nasty eggs and burnt toast.
He could, however, wonder just what the rest of the day had in store.
For: Jchan
Prompt: something Suikoden
Wordcount: 660
Fandom: Suikoden 5
Rating: G
Warnings: Set pre-game.
“She is so adorable, Prince!”
Miakis held the young prince’s arm as she dragged him down the hallway towards the Queen’s Knight’s meeting room. Ferid had recently returned and rumor had it he’d brought a child with him. Miakis’ excitement as enough of an excuse to justify the prince’s own curiosity, but he still didn’t enjoy being pulled along.
“When did you see her?”
“When Lord Ferid came back I caught a glimpse. She’s only this big!” She released his arm held out her hands at about the prince’s own height and giggled. “Won’t it be great to have someone your age to play with? Oh! Maybe you’ll fall in love!”
The prince shied away from Miakis at that, a blush staining his pale cheeks, but the young Knight-in-training grabbed his arm again and pulled him along.
They stopped abruptly near the door to the room and Miakis laid a finger to her lips. Together they slipped as quietly as possible up to the door, and she let the prince in front of her so he could peek through the crack. The first thing he saw was his father’s back and he frowned. The crack was too narrow to see much of anything else, and he couldn’t really follow the hushed conversation.
Miakis tapped his arm gently and his eyes darted around the room one last time before he shook his head. He could almost imagine the girl’s sigh. He did make a noise, however, when his father turned slightly and a small, pale girl with dark hair came into view.
She didn’t look very healthy, and her eyes never stayed in one place for long. They did pause when she looked over at the door, and the prince scurried back quickly—or tried to, but Miakis was pressed close behind him, her face pressed to the crack. There was no way to hide the sound as they both crashed to the floor, and Ferid’s footsteps grew loud very fast.
“Well, if it isn’t my son! And Miakis!” Ferid’s smile was bright and he pulled the two children into the room, making sure to ruffle the prince’s hair while he was at it. “Lyon, here’s the boy I was just telling you about!”
“Father, stop,” he protested, his blush growing stronger. Ferid just laughed and pushed him towards the girl—Lyon, he’d said. The prince shifted his weight a bit before he glanced back at his father and then at the girl. She looked just as unsure as he felt, and he smiled slightly as he bowed his head in greeting. “Nice to meet you.”
The girl watched him for a long while, until he began to squirm, and then she bowed very low. “My name is Lyon.” Her voice was deeper than he’d expected. “Thank you for accepting me.”
Ferid laughed as the prince stared, and suddenly he was pitching forward as his father smacked him on the back. Miakis ran past and grabbed Lyon’s hands as she introduced herself. Lyon stared at their hands until the prince finally reached out to touch the young girl’s arm. She stiffened and Miakis’ grip tightened just a little.
“Lyon.” They all looked at Ferid as he spoke, his arms crossed over his chest and his face serious. “You meant what you said, right?”
“I did.”
Ferid’s lips twitched into a brief smile. “Good. Then from today on you are to protect my son with your life. This is your first and most important duty as a Queen’s Knight in training.” Miakis smiled brightly but the prince turned towards his father, eyes wide.
“What? But Father, I—“
Ferid pulled Lyon’s hands from Miakis’ and put them in the prince’s. He stared for a long while, but Ferid just smiled encouragingly and Miakis urged him on with hand motions and winks. He finally studied Lyon’s face, and smiled when he saw a faint blush on her cheeks.
Very slowly, Lyon smiled back.
For: Mecchan
Prompt: cute!Sakura/Syaoran
Wordcount: 266
Fandom: Tsubasa
Rating: G
Warnings: This conversation probably would have taken place at a different time (if it ever took place) but for sake of cuteness
“Ne, Syaoran, what’s your world like?”
Syaoran turned to look at the princess, her hair waving in the breeze even as they laid atop the roof to watch the birds.
“Well, it’s not a desert. There are a lot of buildings, and there’s electricity and cars and—“ He cut off as Sakura blinked at him, her eyes a little too wide. “Ah, sorry. It’s uh, well… It’s a lot different.”
“What’s a car?”
Syaoran grinned. “It’s a, uh…” He closed his eyes and thought. “It’s sort of like a cart, but it has a top and it carries people in seats. And it moves by itself.” He opened his eyes and turned to Sakura, and blushed at the look on her face. “They’re really not all that special, though.”
“That sounds amazing!” She laughed and lifted her hands towards the sky, her eyes shining. “It must be so much fun!”
Her enthusiasm was contagious, but Syaoran couldn’t stop the pang of guilt. How was everyone doing? His father, mother, that boy…
“Syaoran.”
His named pulled him from his thoughts, as did the feel of soft fingers holding his, and he turned his head to see Sakura watching him.
“Ne, Syaoran. When we’re older and I’m stronger, could I take us to visit your world? Mother says there are ways to pass dimensions that the high priests know.” She blushed and looked up at the birds passing overhead. “I’ll study even harder, ok?”
He smiled sadly and nodded. If only…
“I would really like that, Sakura.” She smiled and cheered, and Syaoran squeezed her hand tight.
For: Spaz
Prompt: none: I did this on my own
Wordcount: 526
Fandom: Naruko RP AU
Rating: PG
Warnings: Alternate future based off Naruko RP, done for crack and fun. And the kids use Japanese because they do, I have no excuses why.
“Tousan~!”
Hinaji flinched as he waited for the inevitable leap onto his stomach, but it never came. He peeked his eyes open and groaned—by the darkness, dawn was still hours away. But Hikaru and Hige were standing impatiently by the bed, their little fingers drumming the sheets beside him and their lips pressed into thin lines as they tried to hide their smiles and impatience.
“Tousan, wake up!”
Hinaji would never understand their obsession with waking him early; their mother never got such treatment. “What is it, Hikaru?” His voice was soft despite the way the twins found yelling at early hours acceptable.
“Get up, it’s Christmas!” Hikaru’s fingers drummed harder, and Hinaji heard Kiba let out a breath in a quiet laugh from behind him. The sound did not get passed their young son. “You too, kaasan!”
Like a dog smelling fear the twins ran around the bed to wake their mother, and Kiba just barely managed to fend them off, laughing softly the entire time.
“Aww, how come you don’t gotta wear clothes to bed?” Hinaji blushed at their daughter’s question, but Kiba laughed harder.
“Because grown ups don’t have to,” she answered to protests of ‘But we’re already seven!’ “Now go, tousan and kaasan will be out in a few minutes.” Hinaji was jealous of how bright her voice was despite everything.
Once the children had rushed out, their peals of laughter earning happy barks from Enka, Kiba turned and snuggled up to Hinaji. He wrapped his arms around her tightly.
“We should probably go before they destroy something.”
Kiba let out a quick laugh and kissed his chest. “We have at least five minutes.” She kissed him some more, and Hinaji was beginning to think they might be able to get away with something when they were interrupted by two very shrill voices.
“Kaa~san! Tou~san!”
Hinaji sighed and Kiba gave him one long, deep kiss before she pulled away. He was left a little disoriented until Kiba leaned down to whisper in his ear. He must have missed when she grabbed her robe, but his eyes latched onto her hands as she tied the sash around her waist.
“The rest of your present comes later.”
His face flushed and he threw the covers off, ignoring the cold as he grabbed his robe and threw it on. They found the children in the kitchen, happily sitting at the table with both burnt and runny eggs tossed together on a plate, and heaps of charred toast. A bowl clanged along the floor as Enka pushed it around, licking it clean. Akako was happily eating from a plate full of runny eggs.
“Tousan, kaasan!” The twins jumped off their chairs and ran towards them and hugged their legs. “We made you breakfast! Merry Christmas!”
Hinaji looked at the kitchen, torn between despair and amusement. But Hige was leading him towards the table and sat him down and tucked a bib into the opening of his robe. He just couldn’t say no to her, even with nasty eggs and burnt toast.
He could, however, wonder just what the rest of the day had in store.
