PoT: Challenge: Glory

[branchandroot]

Fic post from my archive.

Glory

Just before the end of Chapter Ten Kirihara comes to talk to Yukimura about his final match at Regionals. Drama, I-3

If a hawk could smile, it might smile the way Yukimura-san was now.

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"I watched the tape of the match," Yukimura-san told him.

Ah-hah! So you've SEEN Pod!Ryouma! You've seen the truth, haven't you? Haven't you?!

Yukimura: Really, don't you think the joke is wearing thin by now?

Meep. [joins Kirihara in feeling about one centimeter tall]

Ahem. On to a more serious comment-style. ^^;

He tried not to show that yearning too plainly. The gentle denial in Yukimura-san's gaze hurt too much.

[pets Kirihara, gingerly, as one might pet a puppy recently recovered from rabies] There, there. That sounds more like a "Not yet" than a "No way in hell" to me, kiddo. [petpet]

[contented sigh]

[branchandroot]

*tiny smile* While I was writing this Yukimura wanted to know if he should just start calling himself Atlanta. I said it was Fuji who liked apples, and he gave me a Look.

*snugs* There will be both smoosh and smut to distract you soon, my dear. *pets*

[written-in-blue.livejournal.com]

Smoosh! Smut! Splendid!

...I wish I hadn't left my notebooks of tenipuri-ness back in Bloomington. I think working through with the revising and such would be good for me at the moment.