Drabble...thing.
Just a quick snippet, because I've really, really been neglecting this pairing, and I also like the idea of a "What can else we make Tasuki do?" series. ^__^ For the wing_well community.
Written quickly and unbeta'd, because I had the idea, and none of my usual betas are online.
"No, no, no and no! Tasuki yelled.
"Aw, c'mon, Tasuki-chan, it's good for you," Nuriko wheedled, tightening his grip on the other seishi's arm to keep him from running away.
"I said NO, dammit!" Tasuki yanked at his arm in a vain attempt to free it, nearly knocking over the glass in front of him in the process. "I fuckin' hate milk!"
"But how do you expect to grow up strong and healthy?"
Tasuki growled in a way that would have caused nearly anyone to fear for his life. Nuriko, however, smiled at him brightly, which only served to anger the redhead further.
"What's going on here, no da?"
The voice caused both men to turn. "Chichiri!" Tasuki exclaimed, smiling and finally managing to get his arm back.
Nuriko snickered at the abrupt change in the bandit's demeanor. Tasuki didn't notice, being too intent upon engaging Chichiri in conversation. As he realized this, Nuriko's smirk widened, and an idea began to form in his mind. Subtly, he nudged the glass of milk closer to the other seishi, until Tasuki's hand brushed against it as he gestured to clarify whatever he was saying to Chichiri.
Absentmindedly, the bandit picked up the glass and took a sip. Then another, and another.
Sure enough, Tasuki didn't realize what he had been drinking until the glass was nearly empty.
That didn't make him any happier about it, though.
So, there it is! My first Tas/Chi in what, a year? Two? ::hangs head:: I'm such a terrible fangirl.
It's well over 100 words; it's over 200, even. I can't do proper drabbles. They don't work for me. Hope you liked it anyway!
Written quickly and unbeta'd, because I had the idea, and none of my usual betas are online.
"No, no, no and no! Tasuki yelled.
"Aw, c'mon, Tasuki-chan, it's good for you," Nuriko wheedled, tightening his grip on the other seishi's arm to keep him from running away.
"I said NO, dammit!" Tasuki yanked at his arm in a vain attempt to free it, nearly knocking over the glass in front of him in the process. "I fuckin' hate milk!"
"But how do you expect to grow up strong and healthy?"
Tasuki growled in a way that would have caused nearly anyone to fear for his life. Nuriko, however, smiled at him brightly, which only served to anger the redhead further.
"What's going on here, no da?"
The voice caused both men to turn. "Chichiri!" Tasuki exclaimed, smiling and finally managing to get his arm back.
Nuriko snickered at the abrupt change in the bandit's demeanor. Tasuki didn't notice, being too intent upon engaging Chichiri in conversation. As he realized this, Nuriko's smirk widened, and an idea began to form in his mind. Subtly, he nudged the glass of milk closer to the other seishi, until Tasuki's hand brushed against it as he gestured to clarify whatever he was saying to Chichiri.
Absentmindedly, the bandit picked up the glass and took a sip. Then another, and another.
Sure enough, Tasuki didn't realize what he had been drinking until the glass was nearly empty.
That didn't make him any happier about it, though.
So, there it is! My first Tas/Chi in what, a year? Two? ::hangs head:: I'm such a terrible fangirl.
It's well over 100 words; it's over 200, even. I can't do proper drabbles. They don't work for me. Hope you liked it anyway!