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*becomes a puddle of squee*
Pond drew FMP! art for the first time which also inspired a ficlet from me which is also the first time I ever wrote for this fandom. So don't hurt me!
The Art:
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The ficlet:(wrote this in one sitting last night).
Title: The littlest things
Author:yankeerose69
Pairings: Sousuke and Kaname
Rating: G
It’s the littlest things that mean the most. Just take my word for it Sagara.
Standing over the field of wild flowers not far off from his favorite fishing spot, he kept contemplating Weber’s advice, though what did Weber know?
Apparently a lot more than you.
There were a few to choose from of different colors and sizes and decided on just picking a couple, he’d determine later which would better suit Kaname once he got back to his living quarters. Satisfied with what he had, he discretely checked his surrounding area as if to shake off his paranoia that just out of the blue, someone would catch him in the act of picking flowers.
Once he arrived to his apartment, he placed the flowers down on the table, though not long after, he was interrupted by an emergency call and left shortly there after. The time that it took to get to one place to another, only to find out that call was canceled, he had forgotten all about the flowers till it was too late. He stood in front of his table with his hands clenched at his sides in frustration, berating himself for not putting the flowers in some water before he left. Just as he was about to trash the bouquet, a single white flower fell from the bunch and landed on the hard surface. Picking up the lone survivor, he turned it over, inspecting it to make sure it was healthy enough to give away. The last thing he wanted was to give it to Kaname only to have the petals fall off and he being on the other end of her paper fan once she’d smack him for giving her a dead weed. This time he wouldn’t fail and walked to the sink to wet a paper towel, wrapping it around the stem of the flower, hoping that it would hold up by the time he met up with Kaname.
“Speaking of which”, he checked his watch to make sure he wasn’t running late. “If I want to be at the park before she gets there, I better leave now. I don’t like the thought of her going by herself just to meet me, though it was her idea and I surely couldn’t say no.” She wouldn’t allow you to say no to begin with. The train ride to the park was a mission in itself, the mission to keep the small fragile flower from being crushed by the overly crowded train car. He’d do anything to protect his mission from failing even if he had to take down a few people in the process.
He wiped the sweat from his brow as he stood at the park bench they were to meet at and inspected the flower again, it was still holding strong and for that he was ever grateful.
“Sousuke!” The familiar voice that swept through the air caught his attention and turned to watch the girl approach him. “Sorry if I’m a bit late, those trains were a mess.”
Sagara Sousuke had no clue what happened. He was dumbstruck as soon as he saw her waving from a distance and even more so once she was face to face with him. The warm tingly feeling running in his veins froze him on the spot. He’d seen her in different outfits but the way she looked today took his breath away.
“Sagara, are you feeling okay?” Kaname questioned him in concern as she placed her hand on his arm.
Realizing he was still holding the wet paper towel in the other hand, he knew he had to give it to her now before he’d lose his nerve. He let the towel slip from the stem and grabbed her free hand, startling her in the process.
“Here.” He held the flower close enough in her line of vision.
“Huh?” Kaname stared at the small white flower trying to comprehend it all. Though knowing how Sagara is, she was use to his short outbursts that had no explanation to go with it. Except this time; this time she knew he was trying his best. He still had yet to let go of her hand so she reached out to grab it with the other and smiled appreciatively at it. She couldn’t stop the blush from creeping to her cheeks either, this had to have been the sweetest thing he’s done for her. Clutching the flower between her fingers, she leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.
“Thank you Sagara, it’s beautiful.” She wanted to giggle at the redness of his face but decided not to ruin the moment.
He finally found his voice but had to think very carefully on what to say and what not to say. “You’re. . . you’re welcome.”
Kaname slipped her arm through his and motioned for them to go for a walk.
Hearing her hum a happy tune, he couldn’t help but smile as he watched her. The mission was a complete success and who would’ve thought that he’d take Weber’s advice and actually have it work without getting hurt or screamed at before the day even started.
Pond drew FMP! art for the first time which also inspired a ficlet from me which is also the first time I ever wrote for this fandom. So don't hurt me!
The Art:
Mission: Flowers by
ponderosa121The ficlet:(wrote this in one sitting last night).
Title: The littlest things
Author:
yankeerose69Pairings: Sousuke and Kaname
Rating: G
It’s the littlest things that mean the most. Just take my word for it Sagara.
Standing over the field of wild flowers not far off from his favorite fishing spot, he kept contemplating Weber’s advice, though what did Weber know?
Apparently a lot more than you.
There were a few to choose from of different colors and sizes and decided on just picking a couple, he’d determine later which would better suit Kaname once he got back to his living quarters. Satisfied with what he had, he discretely checked his surrounding area as if to shake off his paranoia that just out of the blue, someone would catch him in the act of picking flowers.
Once he arrived to his apartment, he placed the flowers down on the table, though not long after, he was interrupted by an emergency call and left shortly there after. The time that it took to get to one place to another, only to find out that call was canceled, he had forgotten all about the flowers till it was too late. He stood in front of his table with his hands clenched at his sides in frustration, berating himself for not putting the flowers in some water before he left. Just as he was about to trash the bouquet, a single white flower fell from the bunch and landed on the hard surface. Picking up the lone survivor, he turned it over, inspecting it to make sure it was healthy enough to give away. The last thing he wanted was to give it to Kaname only to have the petals fall off and he being on the other end of her paper fan once she’d smack him for giving her a dead weed. This time he wouldn’t fail and walked to the sink to wet a paper towel, wrapping it around the stem of the flower, hoping that it would hold up by the time he met up with Kaname.
“Speaking of which”, he checked his watch to make sure he wasn’t running late. “If I want to be at the park before she gets there, I better leave now. I don’t like the thought of her going by herself just to meet me, though it was her idea and I surely couldn’t say no.” She wouldn’t allow you to say no to begin with. The train ride to the park was a mission in itself, the mission to keep the small fragile flower from being crushed by the overly crowded train car. He’d do anything to protect his mission from failing even if he had to take down a few people in the process.
He wiped the sweat from his brow as he stood at the park bench they were to meet at and inspected the flower again, it was still holding strong and for that he was ever grateful.
“Sousuke!” The familiar voice that swept through the air caught his attention and turned to watch the girl approach him. “Sorry if I’m a bit late, those trains were a mess.”
Sagara Sousuke had no clue what happened. He was dumbstruck as soon as he saw her waving from a distance and even more so once she was face to face with him. The warm tingly feeling running in his veins froze him on the spot. He’d seen her in different outfits but the way she looked today took his breath away.
“Sagara, are you feeling okay?” Kaname questioned him in concern as she placed her hand on his arm.
Realizing he was still holding the wet paper towel in the other hand, he knew he had to give it to her now before he’d lose his nerve. He let the towel slip from the stem and grabbed her free hand, startling her in the process.
“Here.” He held the flower close enough in her line of vision.
“Huh?” Kaname stared at the small white flower trying to comprehend it all. Though knowing how Sagara is, she was use to his short outbursts that had no explanation to go with it. Except this time; this time she knew he was trying his best. He still had yet to let go of her hand so she reached out to grab it with the other and smiled appreciatively at it. She couldn’t stop the blush from creeping to her cheeks either, this had to have been the sweetest thing he’s done for her. Clutching the flower between her fingers, she leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.
“Thank you Sagara, it’s beautiful.” She wanted to giggle at the redness of his face but decided not to ruin the moment.
He finally found his voice but had to think very carefully on what to say and what not to say. “You’re. . . you’re welcome.”
Kaname slipped her arm through his and motioned for them to go for a walk.
Hearing her hum a happy tune, he couldn’t help but smile as he watched her. The mission was a complete success and who would’ve thought that he’d take Weber’s advice and actually have it work without getting hurt or screamed at before the day even started.
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he turned it over, inspecting it to make sure it was healthy enough to give away
XD You write him fabulously! And that last line!! *dies*
Oooh, perfect thing to read before I've got to haul my butt to work. *glomp*
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I like her eyes and lips a special. And your Sosuke.... WAI! I *love* his expression. It's just Sousuke ^_~
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How could anyone not love the clueless boy wonder *lol*. I was only going to try and write something around the flower & the pic but the muse in me wanted to go beyond that and focus how he got it and the outcome of the scene.
XD You write him fabulously! And that last line!! *dies*
Its gotta be that military otaku thing and he's just so easy to grasp on his "perfection" of everything around him. (still kills me how he would rather sleep under his bed than on it)
Now if only I could be inspired for FMA, I'll be good to go. If its for fandoms that I have a hard time grasping or coming up with something, thats why pics help out alot. So if you have anything you'd like to see written for RoyAi PLEASE throw it my way. No one on my flist is helping me out for ideas when I ask. Can be smutty or a hint of smut >:) (not sure of angst, can only write that when the mood strikes). Be on the lookout in your email by the end of this week, I have FMA manga #45 & 46 ready to send to you. Roy & Riza's scene in #45 is just too cute, especially Roy having fun acting like a kid with a new toy. Riza's expression is priceless.
Anywho, glad you liked, if it weren't for you drawing it, I never would have written for the fandom overall. *snuggles in the glompage*