ganked from hydr0phobia

[moonsheen]

...man, anyone remember those days when the drabble memes were the new black?

Give me the names of two characters and I will tell you why character A loves or wants to jump character B. I might answer with a drabble, a quick bit of meta, or a list, just to make things that tiny bit more OMGSOEXCITING!

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[nekokoban]

Ushiwaka and Amaterasu!

Because I'm so damn easy that way. :Db

The Sun Also Rises

[moonsheen.livejournal.com]

Word must have spread fast of Orochi’s defeat, because for the first time in many ages, a night traveler stopped through Kamiki. He’d arrived several hours before morning, a straw hat covering him from the rain that lingered over the village. He had hiked up the path, sat down next to the young sapling, produced a wooden flute, and began to play. It was a sad tune, like the wind over a stark cliff, and he played until the skies above began to pale. He set the instrument aside, tipped up the brim of his hat. The rain had stopped. The clouds had thinned.

“Ah, mon petite chou,” said the traveler. “What weather there’s been this year.”

“I’m Sakuya,” said the spirit of the tree, a little sorely. She had been sitting next to him since he had arrived, and now that he had acknowledged her, she stood up. “And I’m still growing.”

The traveler gave her a shrewd glance, proving beyond all doubt that he could see her. A sliver of hair was stuck to his cheek, a light, peculiar yellow. His fingers were long, and pressed to his bottom lip quite curiously. “But of course,” he agreed. “Here.” He conjured a dumpling from his sleeve and offered it to her.

Sakuya took it, mollified. “Are you waiting for someone?”

The traveler tipped his head up. “Am I,” he murmured. He thought on it, looking into the muddy sky. “This date has been set for the last hundred years.”

“Oh,” said Sakuya. “You are different from the people here.”

“I am different from the people everywhere.”

The sapling shivered curiously. “I haven’t met people from everywhere, yet. Will they be here soon? Who you are here to meet?”

“No,” said the traveler, and there was suddenly something very lonesome about the way he sat, and Sakuya remembered his song, and how mournful it was. “I came too late. I’ve just missed her, and she may not come this way again.”

Sakuya frowned. “That’s sad. And you are waiting, anyway?”

The traveler said nothing.

“I will wait with you,” said the young spirit, plopping herself down beside him. She affected a posture like his, sitting with her back straight, facing east. “Mister Traveler, we can be friends. So you won’t be too lonely in the meantime.”

“Merci,” murmured the stranger, deeply moved. “Then, as friends, I must give you something.” He reached into his things.

“Another dumpling?” asked Sakuya.

“No. Something better.”

The mirror was old and chipped at the corners, going green from an excess of years. The carvings on the back were nearly worn off, but the faint grooves suggested a craftsmanship of the highest caliber. “Here,” said the traveler, rolling it to her. Sakuya laid her hands on it; it was nearly bigger than she was. “You must take good care of it. You, my little friend, are the guardian of this village. You will need this, when the time is right.”

It looked awfully familiar. Sakuya squinted, tracing the patterns with her palm. “Mister Traveler.” It hit her. “Isn’t this…”

And then she blinked away. A great flash of light came off of the surface, for the cloud’s had broken, and edge of the morning sun was hot and bright on the horizon. The traveler stood up all at once, and had he not already confessed to his spiritual nature, Sakuya could have guessed then, for he stared right into that light without flinching. The sound he made was at once deeply pained, and deeply relieved. “Ah,” he said. “Ah.” He extended a hand briefly, as though meaning to touch that rising circle. “So it still rises…” His arm dropped to his side and, trembling with either joy or sadness or some strange mixture of both, the prophet laughed.

Re: The Sun Also Rises

[nekokoban]

♥♥♥♥ You are pretty much the ONLY PERSON whose Okami fic I will read, for seriousness. ♥

Someday, when you have time, please Amaterasu to Ushiwaka? I'll, uh, be small and cute in your general direction? :D