Grandfather's Lullaby - poly!Doumeki
Title: Grandfather's Lullaby
Day/Theme: June 1, 2008 - "unfinished lullaby"
Series: Au/Rp xxxHolic + mutlifandom crossover stuff
Characters: Doumeki Shizuka, Doumeki Haruka, Ahiru (Princess Tutu)
Rating: G
Genre: Fluff?
Notes: For 31_days
There’s a tune that always sits in the back of his memory, and he brings it up from time to time. He doesn’t recognize it; doesn’t know where it’s from-he only knows that it’s familiar, and whenever he hears it, it’s Haruka’s voice that’s singing it. Not his mother’s, not his father’s, not his aunt’s either, but his grandfather’s. And he can almost feel the ghost of a hand in his hair, gently petting, a deep voice curling around him like a cocoon, lulling him to sleep-
‘Nen nen kororiyo okororiyo
Boyawa yoikoda nenneshina’
-and there’s a breeze blowing through the temple; the sakura trees have just started to drop their petals to the ground, giving the air a light, sweet scent-
‘Boyano komoriwa dokoe it ta
Anoyama koete satoe it ta’
-and there’s a sense of calm; of something that has quieted for this one moment...to allow him to drift in and out of consciousness, resting in his grandfather’s arms, safe and sound-
‘Sato no miyage ni nani morata
Denden taikoni sho no fue
Sho n-‘
“Doumeki-kun?”
He’s jerked from his thoughts, amber eyes opening suddenly and taking in the flower shop around him, head turning, looking towards what disrupted him. It’s only Ahiru, but she’s looking at him with a measure of concern, her head tilted to the side, blue eyes looking at him with worry. She’s an open book, really-more than easy enough to read.
“Yes?” he asks.
“Ano-that is-I mean-I didn’t mean to interrupt you! It’s just-well-you see-“ It takes some fumbling, but she finally spits it out in a rush of words so blurred together that, if he weren’t so used to listening to her talk, he would have never understood. “IthinkIbrokethecashregisteragainI’msorryI’msorryIdidn’twanttobreakitmoresoIthoughtI’dcomegetyouand...and...that’s it.” she finishes, looking guilty and sheepish.
“Ah. Alright.” There isn’t much more to say to that-Doumeki’s never really been one for unnecessary chatter. “Let’s go.”
Day/Theme: June 1, 2008 - "unfinished lullaby"
Series: Au/Rp xxxHolic + mutlifandom crossover stuff
Characters: Doumeki Shizuka, Doumeki Haruka, Ahiru (Princess Tutu)
Rating: G
Genre: Fluff?
Notes: For 31_days
There’s a tune that always sits in the back of his memory, and he brings it up from time to time. He doesn’t recognize it; doesn’t know where it’s from-he only knows that it’s familiar, and whenever he hears it, it’s Haruka’s voice that’s singing it. Not his mother’s, not his father’s, not his aunt’s either, but his grandfather’s. And he can almost feel the ghost of a hand in his hair, gently petting, a deep voice curling around him like a cocoon, lulling him to sleep-
‘Nen nen kororiyo okororiyo
Boyawa yoikoda nenneshina’
-and there’s a breeze blowing through the temple; the sakura trees have just started to drop their petals to the ground, giving the air a light, sweet scent-
‘Boyano komoriwa dokoe it ta
Anoyama koete satoe it ta’
-and there’s a sense of calm; of something that has quieted for this one moment...to allow him to drift in and out of consciousness, resting in his grandfather’s arms, safe and sound-
‘Sato no miyage ni nani morata
Denden taikoni sho no fue
Sho n-‘
“Doumeki-kun?”
He’s jerked from his thoughts, amber eyes opening suddenly and taking in the flower shop around him, head turning, looking towards what disrupted him. It’s only Ahiru, but she’s looking at him with a measure of concern, her head tilted to the side, blue eyes looking at him with worry. She’s an open book, really-more than easy enough to read.
“Yes?” he asks.
“Ano-that is-I mean-I didn’t mean to interrupt you! It’s just-well-you see-“ It takes some fumbling, but she finally spits it out in a rush of words so blurred together that, if he weren’t so used to listening to her talk, he would have never understood. “IthinkIbrokethecashregisteragainI’msorryI’msorryIdidn’twanttobreakitmoresoIthoughtI’dcomegetyouand...and...that’s it.” she finishes, looking guilty and sheepish.
“Ah. Alright.” There isn’t much more to say to that-Doumeki’s never really been one for unnecessary chatter. “Let’s go.”