Reversal Drabble
This is kind of an au fic for my own story, as this would never really happen. At least, not in the original text. XDDDD
Enjoy.
Seirios
I can't tell you what it was that first drew me to him.
He's annoying, clumsy, and downright rude sometimes.
He has no sense of privacy or personal space, going wherever he wants, whenever, always taking that blasted camera with him.
He's not even that good looking. Then again, after the people in my family, ordinary families like his look plain.
And yet, there he is, giving me a look that just screams -him-. It's a look all his own that from the first moment I saw it, I wanted to possess it.
He's waving at me, from across the room, screaming my name so that I won't have a chance to pretend I didn't see him. I groan, hide my face, and slowly head that way, but it's an act. I'm eager to go to him, to spend time with him, knowing I'm one of the very few people he gives that look to.
For some reason that's the truth. I have never seen him pay as much attention to anyone else as he does to me. Not even my cousin, who he bothers as well. He seems to go out of his way just to get into mine, even when his schedule shouldn't normally fit.
It...delights me.
For some reason, I take his hand, and lead him out of the room. He stumbles once, leaning on me for support, gives me a look of open curiosity. His video camera hangs around his neck as usual, but it's off right now. Which is good, because I don't think I want this moment taped.
Outside, around a corner, up against a shaded tree, away from prying eyes.
I pin him to the bark, feeling a bit possessed. Krad is, thankfully, asleep. This is not something I would like to share with him.
Despite my sudden, unexpected action, he doesn't protest, just leans toward me. We bump noses at first, but I just smile and tilt my head.
His lips. His lips are soft, mocking almost. Very curious as we kiss, barely touching, feathery. The very beginnings of a smile tease against my skin and I press deeper, pushing one hand behind his neck to run through his hair and simultaneously pull him closer.
My face heats up as I pull back, needing air. I look into his eyes, and it's there. That look I was waiting for. The one I wanted for myself. It spoke of a deep intelligence, past the annoyance, past the clumsiness.
What would one expect from the son of a famous reporter and one of the top business women in the country?
I grin then, having gotten what I wanted, yet wanting more.
I may be unexperienced, but right now, he doesn't seem to want to be anywhere else. I think I'll gladly take advantage of the time.
-Fin-
AN: Okay, Steph, You crazy schizo you. This is All. Your. Fault. XDDD First, it's YOUR style. Which works rather well, so I hope you don't mind I stole it. I need practice, but still. lmao First person isn't what I'm used to after all.
Second, YOU are the one who started the Saehara/Hikari rage. At least, for me. So, here. Have a next gen S/H.
Third? It's just your fault. Cause because of you, I went on a writing spree this week. I finished a chapter and a half. Colored a whole picture. Finished coloring a second. Wrote this little piece. And finished a Kiba/Shino drabble I'd been working on. That's just at this moment as I'm writing this. By the time you read this I will probably have even more done. Note, this is in a little over a half a day of work. >.> And it's still only Tuesday.
Thanks. A lot. *fake sarcasm* *never would have gotten anything done otherwise*
Enjoy.
Seirios
I can't tell you what it was that first drew me to him.
He's annoying, clumsy, and downright rude sometimes.
He has no sense of privacy or personal space, going wherever he wants, whenever, always taking that blasted camera with him.
He's not even that good looking. Then again, after the people in my family, ordinary families like his look plain.
And yet, there he is, giving me a look that just screams -him-. It's a look all his own that from the first moment I saw it, I wanted to possess it.
He's waving at me, from across the room, screaming my name so that I won't have a chance to pretend I didn't see him. I groan, hide my face, and slowly head that way, but it's an act. I'm eager to go to him, to spend time with him, knowing I'm one of the very few people he gives that look to.
For some reason that's the truth. I have never seen him pay as much attention to anyone else as he does to me. Not even my cousin, who he bothers as well. He seems to go out of his way just to get into mine, even when his schedule shouldn't normally fit.
It...delights me.
For some reason, I take his hand, and lead him out of the room. He stumbles once, leaning on me for support, gives me a look of open curiosity. His video camera hangs around his neck as usual, but it's off right now. Which is good, because I don't think I want this moment taped.
Outside, around a corner, up against a shaded tree, away from prying eyes.
I pin him to the bark, feeling a bit possessed. Krad is, thankfully, asleep. This is not something I would like to share with him.
Despite my sudden, unexpected action, he doesn't protest, just leans toward me. We bump noses at first, but I just smile and tilt my head.
His lips. His lips are soft, mocking almost. Very curious as we kiss, barely touching, feathery. The very beginnings of a smile tease against my skin and I press deeper, pushing one hand behind his neck to run through his hair and simultaneously pull him closer.
My face heats up as I pull back, needing air. I look into his eyes, and it's there. That look I was waiting for. The one I wanted for myself. It spoke of a deep intelligence, past the annoyance, past the clumsiness.
What would one expect from the son of a famous reporter and one of the top business women in the country?
I grin then, having gotten what I wanted, yet wanting more.
I may be unexperienced, but right now, he doesn't seem to want to be anywhere else. I think I'll gladly take advantage of the time.
-Fin-
AN: Okay, Steph, You crazy schizo you. This is All. Your. Fault. XDDD First, it's YOUR style. Which works rather well, so I hope you don't mind I stole it. I need practice, but still. lmao First person isn't what I'm used to after all.
Second, YOU are the one who started the Saehara/Hikari rage. At least, for me. So, here. Have a next gen S/H.
Third? It's just your fault. Cause because of you, I went on a writing spree this week. I finished a chapter and a half. Colored a whole picture. Finished coloring a second. Wrote this little piece. And finished a Kiba/Shino drabble I'd been working on. That's just at this moment as I'm writing this. By the time you read this I will probably have even more done. Note, this is in a little over a half a day of work. >.> And it's still only Tuesday.
Thanks. A lot. *fake sarcasm* *never would have gotten anything done otherwise*