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Title: Sakura Kiss
Author: xfuyunoyo
Characters/Pairing: Shihouin Yoruichi / Soi Fong
Rating/Warnings: PG-13 for nakedness and implied sex
Theme: #13: Flowers
Soi Fong wasn’t exactly sure how she’d ended up in her current situation. Her mind was hazy. She thought back, back to when Yoruichi had just arrived, when they’d fought. She remembered breaking down, but still having to stay strong until things had settled down a bit. Oumaeda may have not been the sharpest tool in the shed, but it was plain as day that the tiny shinigami was troubled, and he had personally assured her that nobody would disturb her the rest of the day. He cared for her in the same way that the rest of the division did, and was confident that giving her some time off was the only solution.
She’d stayed with Yoruichi since then. They had talked some, never about their past, but about how Soi Fong had become captain, the things she’d achieved. And Yoruichi had watched and listened, proud of the accomplishments of her former bodyguard.
After a few hours of discussion, Yoruichi had decided she needed to stretch her legs, and Soi Fong had followed closely behind. Their walk had led them to their old training area, a place that Soi Fong had been nearly every day since Yoruichi’s disappearance. Nobody else ever came there, so it was tranquil as always, which is why they had used it so much.
But all good things come to an end. Yoruichi had stood staring off into the distance, and muttered just loud enough for her companion to hear, “I’ve got to head back now. I’m still a deserter, this is not my home anymore. We’ll see each other again soon though, I know it.” And without turning around to say goodbye, she had stepped forward to leave, only to be stopped by a sudden tugging on her arm.
That may have been what started it, but Soi Fong couldn’t quite remember. She had lunged out, held Yoruichi in place, tears flowing freely from her eyes. Or it may have been when Yoruichi looked back, only to find the captain burying her head into Yoruichi’s jacket. Whatever had caused it, Soi Fong had not been expecting the ex-shinigami to hold her back, or to pull her closer and join their lips in a soft, but passionate kiss.
And now she found herself watching the sakura petals falling off the trees in the gentle breeze. They landed, the pink standing out against the brown and pale skin they fell on. Neither of them bothered to brush the petals off their naked bodies. Soi Fong simply continued to sit, Yoruichi’s head in her lap, the darker skinned woman's breath warm against her slight bust, and drifted to join Yoruichi in sleeping under the shade of the sakura tree.
Author: xfuyunoyo
Characters/Pairing: Shihouin Yoruichi / Soi Fong
Rating/Warnings: PG-13 for nakedness and implied sex
Theme: #13: Flowers
Soi Fong wasn’t exactly sure how she’d ended up in her current situation. Her mind was hazy. She thought back, back to when Yoruichi had just arrived, when they’d fought. She remembered breaking down, but still having to stay strong until things had settled down a bit. Oumaeda may have not been the sharpest tool in the shed, but it was plain as day that the tiny shinigami was troubled, and he had personally assured her that nobody would disturb her the rest of the day. He cared for her in the same way that the rest of the division did, and was confident that giving her some time off was the only solution.
She’d stayed with Yoruichi since then. They had talked some, never about their past, but about how Soi Fong had become captain, the things she’d achieved. And Yoruichi had watched and listened, proud of the accomplishments of her former bodyguard.
After a few hours of discussion, Yoruichi had decided she needed to stretch her legs, and Soi Fong had followed closely behind. Their walk had led them to their old training area, a place that Soi Fong had been nearly every day since Yoruichi’s disappearance. Nobody else ever came there, so it was tranquil as always, which is why they had used it so much.
But all good things come to an end. Yoruichi had stood staring off into the distance, and muttered just loud enough for her companion to hear, “I’ve got to head back now. I’m still a deserter, this is not my home anymore. We’ll see each other again soon though, I know it.” And without turning around to say goodbye, she had stepped forward to leave, only to be stopped by a sudden tugging on her arm.
That may have been what started it, but Soi Fong couldn’t quite remember. She had lunged out, held Yoruichi in place, tears flowing freely from her eyes. Or it may have been when Yoruichi looked back, only to find the captain burying her head into Yoruichi’s jacket. Whatever had caused it, Soi Fong had not been expecting the ex-shinigami to hold her back, or to pull her closer and join their lips in a soft, but passionate kiss.
And now she found herself watching the sakura petals falling off the trees in the gentle breeze. They landed, the pink standing out against the brown and pale skin they fell on. Neither of them bothered to brush the petals off their naked bodies. Soi Fong simply continued to sit, Yoruichi’s head in her lap, the darker skinned woman's breath warm against her slight bust, and drifted to join Yoruichi in sleeping under the shade of the sakura tree.