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[Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle] a soft white damn (Celes!Hideki/Chii)
Title:a soft white damn
Fandom: Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle
Length: 687 words
Prompt:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
clampkink: TRC Hideki/Chii (it can either be Celes!verse or just an AU) - first meeting
Pairing: Hideki/Chii
Other: Celes!verse; makes the assumption that if Chii is Fai and Yuui's mother, then Hideki must be their father.
Excerpt: Irritably, he'd slipped out of the palace, pulling his hood up over his head and crunching through the snow, lost in thought. He almost missed seeing her there, among the rubbish, pale hand falling onto glittering snow.
Being the prince was his job, but that didn't mean that Hideki enjoyed it. He was sixteen and restless, wondering what his life would be like without the royal furs on his shoulders. His parents were already seeking a bride for him, and he'd spent the past six hours in dancing and small talk at the royal ball. It was his job to be polite to these ladies, when honestly he just wanted to roll his eyes and walk away. None of them looked for anything beyond the walls of their mansions and the privilege of their rank; they tittered about ballgowns and scandals and nothing he found interesting at all. It was as if they were little porcelain dolls, shelved, waiting for the right man to pick them up and display them in his home.
Hideki was sick of it. He liked women (and that conversation had occurred after he flatly rejected the advances of Duchess Yumi, who was well-proportioned but a much better friend). He just wasn't finding the person who was just right for him. He tried to explain it to his parents, but they just stared in confusion. Romance was the province of poor people, who had nothing to gain or lose in marriage besides more mouths to feed. Aristocrats married other aristocrats for political and fiscal reasons. His parents' marriage had added considerably to royal coffers, providing him, therefore, with the coat upon his back. He would do the same for his heirs, they said.
Irritably, he'd slipped out of the palace, pulling his hood up over his head and crunching through the snow, lost in thought. He almost missed seeing her there, among the rubbish, pale hand falling onto glittering snow, but once his brain processed the fact that there was a person there, thrown out like so much garbage, he was digging through desperately, pulling her out.
Her lips were tinged with blue, and her fingertips; her head lolled on her shoulders, but when he pressed his head to her chest, she was still just breathing. He stared in amazement. If he'd been only a few minutes later, it would have been too late. As it was, he stripped off his coat without a care and wrapped her in it. Her body was overwhelmed by the fabric. He tucked her against his chest, and she mumbled something barely audible when she felt his warmth.
He couldn't sneak back into the palace like this: he needed help. He walked right up to the front gates, then, ignoring the astonished stares of the guards, and sent one running for blankets and other treatments for hypothermia. He didn't put her down until the doctor came, letting her soak into his body heat until he himself was shivering.
"All this for a common girl?" the servants mumbled. Hideki stroked her white-blonde hair.
"She's special," he mumbled to himself. "She's special."
It was an electric jolt when she opened her eyes and stared into his curiously. Her lips didn't want to work, muscles spasming as the bloodflow resumed. But he saw something in her look that made him completely forget the cold. She was the one he'd been looking for, he was certain of it. How could anyone throw someone like her away?
She'd been beaten, it turned out, and worse, according to the doctor, probably attacked on her way home from running errands or visiting a friend. Despite a search, no family turned up to claim her, and her memory was foggy. She couldn't tell them where she was from or where she was going.
"All Chii knows is that Hideki saved me," she said, blinking her big, bright eyes. She couldn't remember her name, but seemed content with the one he'd given her.
It was ridiculous to think that life could be a fairytale, just like that. But three years later, they married anyway, and the kingdom rejoiced in their union.
Two years later, the princess had twins, and the winter was very, very cold.
Fandom: Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle
Length: 687 words
Prompt:
clampkink: TRC Hideki/Chii (it can either be Celes!verse or just an AU) - first meetingPairing: Hideki/Chii
Other: Celes!verse; makes the assumption that if Chii is Fai and Yuui's mother, then Hideki must be their father.
Excerpt: Irritably, he'd slipped out of the palace, pulling his hood up over his head and crunching through the snow, lost in thought. He almost missed seeing her there, among the rubbish, pale hand falling onto glittering snow.
Being the prince was his job, but that didn't mean that Hideki enjoyed it. He was sixteen and restless, wondering what his life would be like without the royal furs on his shoulders. His parents were already seeking a bride for him, and he'd spent the past six hours in dancing and small talk at the royal ball. It was his job to be polite to these ladies, when honestly he just wanted to roll his eyes and walk away. None of them looked for anything beyond the walls of their mansions and the privilege of their rank; they tittered about ballgowns and scandals and nothing he found interesting at all. It was as if they were little porcelain dolls, shelved, waiting for the right man to pick them up and display them in his home.
Hideki was sick of it. He liked women (and that conversation had occurred after he flatly rejected the advances of Duchess Yumi, who was well-proportioned but a much better friend). He just wasn't finding the person who was just right for him. He tried to explain it to his parents, but they just stared in confusion. Romance was the province of poor people, who had nothing to gain or lose in marriage besides more mouths to feed. Aristocrats married other aristocrats for political and fiscal reasons. His parents' marriage had added considerably to royal coffers, providing him, therefore, with the coat upon his back. He would do the same for his heirs, they said.
Irritably, he'd slipped out of the palace, pulling his hood up over his head and crunching through the snow, lost in thought. He almost missed seeing her there, among the rubbish, pale hand falling onto glittering snow, but once his brain processed the fact that there was a person there, thrown out like so much garbage, he was digging through desperately, pulling her out.
Her lips were tinged with blue, and her fingertips; her head lolled on her shoulders, but when he pressed his head to her chest, she was still just breathing. He stared in amazement. If he'd been only a few minutes later, it would have been too late. As it was, he stripped off his coat without a care and wrapped her in it. Her body was overwhelmed by the fabric. He tucked her against his chest, and she mumbled something barely audible when she felt his warmth.
He couldn't sneak back into the palace like this: he needed help. He walked right up to the front gates, then, ignoring the astonished stares of the guards, and sent one running for blankets and other treatments for hypothermia. He didn't put her down until the doctor came, letting her soak into his body heat until he himself was shivering.
"All this for a common girl?" the servants mumbled. Hideki stroked her white-blonde hair.
"She's special," he mumbled to himself. "She's special."
It was an electric jolt when she opened her eyes and stared into his curiously. Her lips didn't want to work, muscles spasming as the bloodflow resumed. But he saw something in her look that made him completely forget the cold. She was the one he'd been looking for, he was certain of it. How could anyone throw someone like her away?
She'd been beaten, it turned out, and worse, according to the doctor, probably attacked on her way home from running errands or visiting a friend. Despite a search, no family turned up to claim her, and her memory was foggy. She couldn't tell them where she was from or where she was going.
"All Chii knows is that Hideki saved me," she said, blinking her big, bright eyes. She couldn't remember her name, but seemed content with the one he'd given her.
It was ridiculous to think that life could be a fairytale, just like that. But three years later, they married anyway, and the kingdom rejoiced in their union.
Two years later, the princess had twins, and the winter was very, very cold.