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chibichula
Fandom: Cardcaptor Sakura
Pairing: Touya/Yukito
Rating: PG
Line: “What makes you think you’re good enough for him?”
Envy
573 words
They were about two blocks away from the school when Touya began looking nervous. His shoulders hunched and his eyes darted around suspiciously, as if expecting someone to jump out of the bushes at any second and attack onto him. Not just anyone, Yukito amended in his head, a faint smile on his face, but one Akizuki Nakuru. He patted his friend on the shoulder, gently reassuring but also reminding him that paranoia did not go well with keeping a bike on the road, especially with a younger sister following determinedly on her rollerblades.
Touya glanced over his shoulder at him and relaxed a little, even returning the smile.
“What’s so funny?” demanded Sakura, skating beside the bike, her short legs pumping hard to keep up.
“Your face, monster,” Touya answered promptly, grinning when Sakura glared at him. Yukito only laughed, and when he smiled at Sakura, she immediately forgot her anger at her brother in favor of blushing.
“It’s not nice to make fun of Sakura-chan, To-ya,” he chided lightly, earning him a rapturous look from the girl.
Touya only snorted and pedaled on. They waved goodbye to Sakura when they passed the gates to the elementary school and Touya had almost completely relaxed by the time they arrived at the bike stand. They were early, as usual, and as Yukito gathered his books and climbed off the back of the bike, he took a moment to enjoy the morning quiet.
A moment later, that quiet was pierced with a happy cry of “Toooooouuuyyaa!!”
Akizuki appeared out of seemingly nowhere and pounced, hair swinging in a rainbow of gold and brown. “Did you miss me?” she asked Touya, beaming. She lay happily on his back, feet dangling a good six inches off the ground, arms wrapped tight around his neck.
“Akizuki,” Touya said in a strangled sort of voice.
“Oh dear,” said Yukito, smiling beatifically at the girl leeched onto Touya, “I think you’re choking To-ya.”
Eyes widening, Akizuki leapt off and laughed sheepishly, hand behind her head. “Aha, right. Sorry Touya-dear.” She flashed him another bright smile and when Touya only sighed and fixed his tie, she turned to look slyly at the pale-haired boy standing beside her. “Tsukishiro-san,” she purred, eyes slitting.
Yukito titled his head. “Yes?”
Akizuki put her hands on her hips and let her gaze trail deliberately over Touya, who was locking his bike to the stand, and licked her lips. “What makes you think you’re good enough for him?” she asked in a low voice, dark with amusement.
Yukito blinked, still smiling. “Hmm?”
“Aan, so clueless,” sighed the girl, waving off the darker atmosphere. She grabbed onto Touya’s arm as he straightened, winking at Yukito. “I guess you’ll just have to learn to share~!”
Calmly, Touya extracted his arm from her grip and gave her a look. “Akizuki,” he said, frowning. “Yuki doesn’t like to share.” He took hold of Yukito’s arm and began pulling him toward the school. “We’re going to be late, Yuki, come on.” The pale-haired boy followed agreeably.
“You’re so punctual, To-ya,” he teased. “The teachers adore you so.”
Left behind, watching Touya growl embarrassedly at Yukito, Akizuki crossed her arms and sulked a bit. “Spoilsport,” she groused, tossing her head. “That’s the problem with messing with soulmates like that; they don’t get jealous.” She huffed off toward a different wing of the school, determined to have some more fun that afternoon.
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Posted: 05.25.2005
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Disclaimer: Oh how I wish I owned CCS. It will always be one of my best and most dearly-loved fandoms, and Syaoran and Sakura are my one untouchable OTP above anything else, even 1x2, which is my untouchable slash couple. Fated is an understatement. But, che, CLAMP is so lucky. ::grouse::
Notes: Hmm, I have two odd original pieces. Fairly short ones. I might post those soon. And in the meantime, let me go wallow in A Little Stress Relief because chapter 10 is screaming my name very loudly and demandingly.
For:
chibichulaFandom: Cardcaptor Sakura
Pairing: Touya/Yukito
Rating: PG
Line: “What makes you think you’re good enough for him?”
Envy
573 words
They were about two blocks away from the school when Touya began looking nervous. His shoulders hunched and his eyes darted around suspiciously, as if expecting someone to jump out of the bushes at any second and attack onto him. Not just anyone, Yukito amended in his head, a faint smile on his face, but one Akizuki Nakuru. He patted his friend on the shoulder, gently reassuring but also reminding him that paranoia did not go well with keeping a bike on the road, especially with a younger sister following determinedly on her rollerblades.
Touya glanced over his shoulder at him and relaxed a little, even returning the smile.
“What’s so funny?” demanded Sakura, skating beside the bike, her short legs pumping hard to keep up.
“Your face, monster,” Touya answered promptly, grinning when Sakura glared at him. Yukito only laughed, and when he smiled at Sakura, she immediately forgot her anger at her brother in favor of blushing.
“It’s not nice to make fun of Sakura-chan, To-ya,” he chided lightly, earning him a rapturous look from the girl.
Touya only snorted and pedaled on. They waved goodbye to Sakura when they passed the gates to the elementary school and Touya had almost completely relaxed by the time they arrived at the bike stand. They were early, as usual, and as Yukito gathered his books and climbed off the back of the bike, he took a moment to enjoy the morning quiet.
A moment later, that quiet was pierced with a happy cry of “Toooooouuuyyaa!!”
Akizuki appeared out of seemingly nowhere and pounced, hair swinging in a rainbow of gold and brown. “Did you miss me?” she asked Touya, beaming. She lay happily on his back, feet dangling a good six inches off the ground, arms wrapped tight around his neck.
“Akizuki,” Touya said in a strangled sort of voice.
“Oh dear,” said Yukito, smiling beatifically at the girl leeched onto Touya, “I think you’re choking To-ya.”
Eyes widening, Akizuki leapt off and laughed sheepishly, hand behind her head. “Aha, right. Sorry Touya-dear.” She flashed him another bright smile and when Touya only sighed and fixed his tie, she turned to look slyly at the pale-haired boy standing beside her. “Tsukishiro-san,” she purred, eyes slitting.
Yukito titled his head. “Yes?”
Akizuki put her hands on her hips and let her gaze trail deliberately over Touya, who was locking his bike to the stand, and licked her lips. “What makes you think you’re good enough for him?” she asked in a low voice, dark with amusement.
Yukito blinked, still smiling. “Hmm?”
“Aan, so clueless,” sighed the girl, waving off the darker atmosphere. She grabbed onto Touya’s arm as he straightened, winking at Yukito. “I guess you’ll just have to learn to share~!”
Calmly, Touya extracted his arm from her grip and gave her a look. “Akizuki,” he said, frowning. “Yuki doesn’t like to share.” He took hold of Yukito’s arm and began pulling him toward the school. “We’re going to be late, Yuki, come on.” The pale-haired boy followed agreeably.
“You’re so punctual, To-ya,” he teased. “The teachers adore you so.”
Left behind, watching Touya growl embarrassedly at Yukito, Akizuki crossed her arms and sulked a bit. “Spoilsport,” she groused, tossing her head. “That’s the problem with messing with soulmates like that; they don’t get jealous.” She huffed off toward a different wing of the school, determined to have some more fun that afternoon.
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Posted: 05.25.2005
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Disclaimer: Oh how I wish I owned CCS. It will always be one of my best and most dearly-loved fandoms, and Syaoran and Sakura are my one untouchable OTP above anything else, even 1x2, which is my untouchable slash couple. Fated is an understatement. But, che, CLAMP is so lucky. ::grouse::
Notes: Hmm, I have two odd original pieces. Fairly short ones. I might post those soon. And in the meantime, let me go wallow in A Little Stress Relief because chapter 10 is screaming my name very loudly and demandingly.
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