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storypaint) wrote2008-07-15 08:24 am
storypaint) wrote2008-07-15 08:24 am
Discount (Kiyone/Mihoshi)
Comm: International Day of Femslash 7/19/08
Length: 253
Fandom: Tenchi (Universe, I think-- when they have their own apartment for a while)
Title: Discount
Author: rhap-chan
Pairing/Characters: Kiyone/Mihoshi, very light
Rating: G, fluff
Disclaimer: Tenchi belongs to Pioneer and assorted companies. All fanfiction archived here is a derivative of canon material that is not my property. I do not profit from these writings. The opinions and actions expressed in these stories are not necessarily the views and beliefs of the original author or me.
Excerpt: "Two sweet girls," the woman said fondly. "My sister is one of you, too. And we overcharge unmercifully here. You should be able to celebrate happily."
"Who is the primary card-bearer?" the waitress asked Mihoshi and Kiyone. Kiyone sighed.
"Me," she admitted, handing the card to the woman. She smield, bowed, and left. She returned in only a moment with the receipt and Kiyone studied it before signing. The wairess had given them a discount. She looked up at the woman suspiciously.
"Two sweet girls," the woman said fondly. "My sister is one of you, too. And we overcharge unmercifully here. You should be able to celebrate happily."
Confused, Kiyone signed the bill anyway, and they left, Mihoshi's arm around Kiyone's the way they always did. Mihoshi was laughing about something when Kiyone stopped on the sidewalk suddenly. Mihoshi jerked to a stop as well.
"What's wrong, Kiyone?" she asked.
"Mihoshi!" Kiyone replied, exasperated. "That waitress--"
"What?" Mihoshi lifted a finger to her chin, thinking hard. "She seemed nice."
"She thought we were in love. She thought we were together."
Mihoshi's brow furrowed. "Kiyone? Kiyone, but don't we live together?"
"Of course we do!"
"And... and don't you love me?"
Kiyone opened her mouth and Mihoshi's bottom lip trembled. Kiyone smiled a little and reached out to ruffle her partner's hair.
"'Course I do," she replied. Wrapping her arm around Mihoshi's, resting it on her upper arm, she started walking again. Mihoshi leaned against Kiyone's shoulder and grinned.
Kiyone's hand slipped down after a while and she grabbed Mihoshi's hand. They swung their arms together like children, and Kiyone's worries drifted away, if only for a little while.
Length: 253
Fandom: Tenchi (Universe, I think-- when they have their own apartment for a while)
Title: Discount
Author: rhap-chan
Pairing/Characters: Kiyone/Mihoshi, very light
Rating: G, fluff
Disclaimer: Tenchi belongs to Pioneer and assorted companies. All fanfiction archived here is a derivative of canon material that is not my property. I do not profit from these writings. The opinions and actions expressed in these stories are not necessarily the views and beliefs of the original author or me.
Excerpt: "Two sweet girls," the woman said fondly. "My sister is one of you, too. And we overcharge unmercifully here. You should be able to celebrate happily."
"Who is the primary card-bearer?" the waitress asked Mihoshi and Kiyone. Kiyone sighed.
"Me," she admitted, handing the card to the woman. She smield, bowed, and left. She returned in only a moment with the receipt and Kiyone studied it before signing. The wairess had given them a discount. She looked up at the woman suspiciously.
"Two sweet girls," the woman said fondly. "My sister is one of you, too. And we overcharge unmercifully here. You should be able to celebrate happily."
Confused, Kiyone signed the bill anyway, and they left, Mihoshi's arm around Kiyone's the way they always did. Mihoshi was laughing about something when Kiyone stopped on the sidewalk suddenly. Mihoshi jerked to a stop as well.
"What's wrong, Kiyone?" she asked.
"Mihoshi!" Kiyone replied, exasperated. "That waitress--"
"What?" Mihoshi lifted a finger to her chin, thinking hard. "She seemed nice."
"She thought we were in love. She thought we were together."
Mihoshi's brow furrowed. "Kiyone? Kiyone, but don't we live together?"
"Of course we do!"
"And... and don't you love me?"
Kiyone opened her mouth and Mihoshi's bottom lip trembled. Kiyone smiled a little and reached out to ruffle her partner's hair.
"'Course I do," she replied. Wrapping her arm around Mihoshi's, resting it on her upper arm, she started walking again. Mihoshi leaned against Kiyone's shoulder and grinned.
Kiyone's hand slipped down after a while and she grabbed Mihoshi's hand. They swung their arms together like children, and Kiyone's worries drifted away, if only for a little while.
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