[Drabble] Back from Patrol - BloodStained
[Title]: BloodStained (Craving and Needy)
[Characters]: Hijikata Toshizo, Okita Souji
[Summary]: Hijikata waits anxiously for Souji's return from patrol.
[Word Count]: 106
[Finished]: 19.November.2007
[Beta]: Not Beta-read
[Warnings]: None
[Rating]: PG
[Notes]: Part two of a three Hijikata/Okita pieces based on Souji's moods when he returns from patrols as seen from Hijikata's eyes.
Disclaimer: Do not own Peacemaker Kurogane and will not make a profit out of this fic. PeaceMaker Kurogane©Nanae Chrono
[BloodStained]
A cloudless night sky bared a red curvy line of light. Blood had been spilled.
Toshizo sat in his room impatiently awaiting the patrol’s return. The rustle of the house’s inner shoji doors, sliding as people rushed through the building, reached Hijikata’s room.They where back!
His door opened.
His door closed.
Souji! He smelled of blood and death.
He entered the room in shaky steps and made his way to the sitting man, kneeling behind him and pressing his worn-out, battered body against Toshizo’s back, arms, seeking comfort, encircling the waist. Toshizo laid his hands over Souji’s bloody, cold ones, sighing relieved.
He was back.
November2007©MarinLiliz
Back from Patrol - Troubled
Back from Patrol - Dead Eyes
[Characters]: Hijikata Toshizo, Okita Souji
[Summary]: Hijikata waits anxiously for Souji's return from patrol.
[Word Count]: 106
[Finished]: 19.November.2007
[Beta]: Not Beta-read
[Warnings]: None
[Rating]: PG
[Notes]: Part two of a three Hijikata/Okita pieces based on Souji's moods when he returns from patrols as seen from Hijikata's eyes.
Disclaimer: Do not own Peacemaker Kurogane and will not make a profit out of this fic. PeaceMaker Kurogane©Nanae Chrono
[BloodStained]
A cloudless night sky bared a red curvy line of light. Blood had been spilled.
Toshizo sat in his room impatiently awaiting the patrol’s return. The rustle of the house’s inner shoji doors, sliding as people rushed through the building, reached Hijikata’s room.They where back!
His door opened.
His door closed.
Souji! He smelled of blood and death.
He entered the room in shaky steps and made his way to the sitting man, kneeling behind him and pressing his worn-out, battered body against Toshizo’s back, arms, seeking comfort, encircling the waist. Toshizo laid his hands over Souji’s bloody, cold ones, sighing relieved.
He was back.
November2007©MarinLiliz
Back from Patrol - Troubled
Back from Patrol - Dead Eyes