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matrixrefugee) wrote2010-06-15 03:57 pm
matrixrefugee) wrote2010-06-15 03:57 pm
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FIC: "Yami no Matsuei" -- Blossoming Strength
Sorry to spam your f-list with fic, but I felt I should balance the weirdness of the previous entry with a little Tsuzuki ans Hisoka cuteness:
Title: Blossoming Strength
Author: Matrix Refugee
Rating: PG
Pairing: Hisoka/Tsuzuki
Genre: Friendship/pre-slash
Set and Prompt: 30 .Wisteria
Disclaimer: I do not own Yami no Matsuei, aka Descendants of Darkness, it’s characters, concepts and other indicia, which are the intellectual property of Yoko Matsushita, Hiroko Tokita, Manga Entertainment, Viz Media, Hakusensha, Central Park Media, et al.
Word Count: 101 (sorry!)
A warm sunny day in spring, and Tsuzuki was at work in the garden, planting a wisteria and training it’s runners along the wall that surrounded the yard. Hisoka emerged from the house, intending to work on his studies on the patio.
“New plants?” he asked.
“Yeah, I got it for us both,” Tsuzuki replied, looking up. “This plant and the wall holding up the runners, they remind me of you and me. You’ve grown like this plant, and I’m the wall supporting you, helping you get stronger.”
“More like the other way around, idiot,” Hisoka muttered.
Title: Blossoming Strength
Author: Matrix Refugee
Rating: PG
Pairing: Hisoka/Tsuzuki
Genre: Friendship/pre-slash
Set and Prompt: 30 .Wisteria
Disclaimer: I do not own Yami no Matsuei, aka Descendants of Darkness, it’s characters, concepts and other indicia, which are the intellectual property of Yoko Matsushita, Hiroko Tokita, Manga Entertainment, Viz Media, Hakusensha, Central Park Media, et al.
Word Count: 101 (sorry!)
A warm sunny day in spring, and Tsuzuki was at work in the garden, planting a wisteria and training it’s runners along the wall that surrounded the yard. Hisoka emerged from the house, intending to work on his studies on the patio.
“New plants?” he asked.
“Yeah, I got it for us both,” Tsuzuki replied, looking up. “This plant and the wall holding up the runners, they remind me of you and me. You’ve grown like this plant, and I’m the wall supporting you, helping you get stronger.”
“More like the other way around, idiot,” Hisoka muttered.