ickaimp | [fics] Corpse Bride Drabble, Tsubasa:RC, TGZ: Afternoon Tea

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Series: Corpse Bride
Pairing: Victor/Victoria
Length: 100 words
Spoilers: Yes.

On the first anniversary of their wedding, Victor and Victoria had a daughter. Grandparents gathered around Mother and baby, radiating smugness at the infant.

-Mostly.

"Look at those full lips!" Victoria's mother was scandalised. "They certainly didn't come from OUR side of the family."

Victor’s mother countered the argument as both sets of grandparents dissolved into bickering.

The new parents exchanged fond looks. "Emily." Victoria said softly. "Let's call her Emily."

The baby cooed, a glow in her eyes as if she recognised her name already.

Victor smiled in return. "Let's not repeat the same mistakes this time, okay Emily?"

-fin-

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Series: Tsubasa:RC
Pairing: Fai+Kurogane
Length: 158 words.
Spoilers: chapters 57-70, while Kurogane and Fai are with Yasha-oh's tribe, before Sayoran and Sakura show up.

Sometimes it was hard to remember that this King was not his Ashura. That this King did not know him, had no shared past together.

That this King had no reason to wish him harm.

Despite the dense appearance Kurogane put on, the ninja was actually quite observant and noticed his preoccupation when ever they were around the King. Several weeks into their stay with the Yasha Clan, Kurogane dragged him aside to discuss this with him in their broken language that they were still learning.

Actually, it wasn’t so much the words Fai understood as it was Kurogane’s expression.

“If you ever look at me the way you look at the King,” The ninja informed him bluntly “I will stab your eyeballs out.”

Then as if thoroughly embarrassed with his display of concern, Kurogane stalked off.

Fai smiled at the retreating back, a genuine smile of fond affection for the gruff ninja.

Kuro-pii was -such- a softie.

-fin-

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sakurazuka_jae requested Avengers crossover in TGZ, but I don't know Avengers. Hope this works!!! ^^;;

Kaito crept down the stairs and down the hall towards the kitchen. Mum had given them a choice during tea today - either leave the house until dinner time or banishment upstairs. It was cold and wet outside, so they had chosen to hide upstairs instead.

The reason for this being that Mum had an old friend from her 'younger, wilder and more adventurous days', one 'Ms. Peel' over for tea and wanted to sit around and talk without the interference of the boys.

Kaito, in the mean time, was both curious as to what they were talking about to warrant such banishment and wanted a bite to eat. He wasn't -starved-, but the little bit of food that accompanied tea wasn't enough today. And it was as good of an opportunity as any to practice sneaking skills. He'd already memorised all the squeaky spaces on the floors, the trick was to make sure they hadn't shifted in the temperature changes.

The mysterious giggles that were audible even up in their rooms were also driving his curiosity nuts.

"You know the reason why women are so bad at reading maps?" Ms. Peel commented jovially in her rounded cultured tones as Kaito dared a peek into the kitchen. Miss Peel was holding up her thumb and forefinger a few centimetres apart. "Because they've been told all their lives that this is fifteen centimetres."

Kaito blanched as Mum erupted in giggles, covering her mouth with one dainty hand.

Not going in there, nah-uh, no way. He didn't have to be a mind reader to know what they were going to be thinking about --and looking at-- if he snuck in there.

He turned around and crept back up stairs.

He was -not- going to mention this to Saguru either.

-fin-

Fifteen Centimetres equals about Six Inches, BTW.