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storypaint) wrote2009-01-10 01:09 am
storypaint) wrote2009-01-10 01:09 am
Entry tags:
Frozen (Yue, Kero gen)
Title: Frozen
Length: 377 words
Prompt:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
suppis_tenshi: Yue and I.
Pairing: Yue, Clow, Kero gen
Other: n/a
Excerpt: He spent hours pacing dark corners of the mansion, emerging at odd hours with ruffled wings that he always carefully groomed before going to see Clow.
His element was the moon, but nowadays, Kero tended to associate Yue with ice. Ever since Clow had announced his death and begun to prepare, Kero had himself been in a bit of a depression, but Yue had gone beyond that.
His once-cheerful brother grew silent. Not that he had ever been as boisterous as Kero, but he had been known to crack a smile once in a while, and sometimes to wrestle with his brother. He spent hours pacing dark corners of the mansion, emerging at odd hours with ruffled wings that he always carefully groomed before going to see Clow.
As far as Kero knew, he always asked Clow the same few questions. (Yue had always been predictable, and Kero never expected that to change, even in the face of grief.) He'd watched their conversations, silhouetted through the wall screens, feeling oddly out of place. Kero could mourn, sure, but even the softest heart might find some incongruous humor in the tears of a lion. His inhuman face betrayed more emotion than one would think, and yet...
Yue gestured and stiffened and Clow moved languidly, and in the end, he always leaned forward and embraced the angel, running fingers through feathers that no one else was allowed to touch. Yue stood still as a rock until Clow let him go, and he walked away with his head high and haughty.
Kero tried to get Yue to smile, but none of his jokes or horseplay worked. Instead Kero was fixed with that freezing stare, that thought understood between them: how can I laugh when soon he will cease? Clow is my joy.
Kero tossed his head and tried to wrestle with Yue and got an icicle in the nose for his trouble. Clow patched him up with ease, as he always did, but instead of slapping his bright son's flank and letting him go, Clow leaned forward and wrapped his arms around the lion's neck. Kero found himself entirely still.
"One day there will be one who can melt his heart again," Clow whispered in Kero's ear. "I promise."
It didn't make it any easier to watch him die, but Kero clung to his master's promise and saw it fulfilled.
Length: 377 words
Prompt:
suppis_tenshi: Yue and I. Pairing: Yue, Clow, Kero gen
Other: n/a
Excerpt: He spent hours pacing dark corners of the mansion, emerging at odd hours with ruffled wings that he always carefully groomed before going to see Clow.
His element was the moon, but nowadays, Kero tended to associate Yue with ice. Ever since Clow had announced his death and begun to prepare, Kero had himself been in a bit of a depression, but Yue had gone beyond that.
His once-cheerful brother grew silent. Not that he had ever been as boisterous as Kero, but he had been known to crack a smile once in a while, and sometimes to wrestle with his brother. He spent hours pacing dark corners of the mansion, emerging at odd hours with ruffled wings that he always carefully groomed before going to see Clow.
As far as Kero knew, he always asked Clow the same few questions. (Yue had always been predictable, and Kero never expected that to change, even in the face of grief.) He'd watched their conversations, silhouetted through the wall screens, feeling oddly out of place. Kero could mourn, sure, but even the softest heart might find some incongruous humor in the tears of a lion. His inhuman face betrayed more emotion than one would think, and yet...
Yue gestured and stiffened and Clow moved languidly, and in the end, he always leaned forward and embraced the angel, running fingers through feathers that no one else was allowed to touch. Yue stood still as a rock until Clow let him go, and he walked away with his head high and haughty.
Kero tried to get Yue to smile, but none of his jokes or horseplay worked. Instead Kero was fixed with that freezing stare, that thought understood between them: how can I laugh when soon he will cease? Clow is my joy.
Kero tossed his head and tried to wrestle with Yue and got an icicle in the nose for his trouble. Clow patched him up with ease, as he always did, but instead of slapping his bright son's flank and letting him go, Clow leaned forward and wrapped his arms around the lion's neck. Kero found himself entirely still.
"One day there will be one who can melt his heart again," Clow whispered in Kero's ear. "I promise."
It didn't make it any easier to watch him die, but Kero clung to his master's promise and saw it fulfilled.