Tsubasa FanFic :: What I Like

Title: What I Like
Paring: KuroFai XD
Overall Rating: I'm sure it'll be R-rated eventually. They always are ;)
Chapter One: What I Like
Chapter Summary: Breakfast time! XD
Chapter Rating: I always start out safe...
Status: Chapter 1 of ? no idea yet
Warning: Teaser chapter?! Hahha. And I wanted to write fluff?
Disclaimer: (s) are pointless. You know I'm not CLAMP ;)

( Chapter One: What I Like )

 

At least Kurogane could not complain that there was no warning of the coming intrusion. But it was an intrusion none the less.

 

“Breakfast time Kuro-wan. Time to get up.”

 

But all Fai got was a disgruntled, “go away,” before the ninja resorted to hiding beneath his pillow in a vain effort to keep Fai’s voice out of his head.

 

It was still too early to deal with him, as far as Kurogane was concerned.

 

“But I made your favourite, Kuro-mew! Chocolate pancakes!”

 

The man was crazy, really. Or at least Kurogane thought so.

 

And apparently suicidal. Because, not two seconds after the lanky blonde had announced the morning’s menu, he pounced right on top of the heap that was Kurogane at the centre of the bed.

 

“I said go away!” Kurogane yelled into his pillow. He’d move it away from his face and yell louder to make his point, but there was no telling what that tricky magician would do if he got the chance.

 

“Now, now Kuro-non,” Fai only taunted, still squirming on top of him. Poking. Prodding. Rolling about. “Up! Up!”

 

“Don’t you have someone else you can annoy for five minutes?”

 

“Nope!”

 

“What got into you? You’re awfully eager this morning,” Kurogane growled, but at least he felt safe enough to move the pillow from his face. 

 

“That’s because the kids have gone off already and I made us a special breakfast!”

 

“I don’t want any.”

 

“Come on, Kuro-rin!” he continued to plead, rocking back to sit on his heals and looking at Kurogane with a smile.

 

It was the smile that Kurogane could not refuse, no matter how often he tried.

 

Fai’s smile, particularly that brand of smile, was Kurogane’s weakness that he could never actually admit. At least not to Fai. The smile that covered every inch of his face except one tiny place.

 

His eyes.

 

It was rare to actually get a glimpse of it. Especially now that they had been traveling together for so long. But those pretty, sky blue eyes were probably the loneliest eyes Kurogane had ever seen.

 

“Is it more of your sticky, sweet crap?” Kurogane narrowed his own eyes, staring straight back at the blonde still sitting on his legs.

 

“Not crap, silly! Pancakes!”

 

“Whatever,” he shrugged, throwing his pillow straight at the blonde’s face before tossing his blankets off. “It’s still crap.”

 

“Oh, don’t be mean! Don’t you like my cooking, Kuro-daddy!?” Fai only giggled, setting the pillow gently back on the bed before leaping to the floor.

 

“Stop calling me that.”

 

“Why?” Fai raised his finger to the side of his mouth, tilting his head and blinking innocently.

 

“Because I said so,” all Kurogane could do was growl again. “And as soon as I catch you, one of these days, I’ll make you pay for it.”

 

Accustomed to his threats, Fai only laughed, leading the way out of the bedroom and laughing, “Kuro-min will never catch me though!”

 

“Yeah, well I know where you sleep.” Kurogane warned, lumbering down the hallway after the blonde in a still half-asleep stumble.

 

He should have known to expect Fai to say something weird to that.

 

“Well, Kuro-tan can visit where I sleep any time he wants to!”

 

Still walking ahead of him, Fai completely missed the twitch of Kurogane’s eyebrow.

 

It was a small, two story apartment they had come by during their stay on this world.

 

They had been there three weeks, four days, eight hours and thirteen minutes, but Kurogane still tended to forget to duck his head at the bottom of the staircase.

 

“Damn it!” he yelped, hitting his head on the poorly designed ceiling.

 

“Aww! Kuro-chuu! Not again!” Fai was all to quick to fawn all over him. “Are you ok?”

 

“Yeah. Whatever,” he only shrugged and continued on into the kitchen, only now with his hand rubbing at his forehead.

 

As promised, breakfast was there and waiting for him.

 

This time, only two places were set. Each plate full of all sorts of things: chocolate pancakes with whipped cream and chocolate sauce, fresh strawberries, sugar-sprinkled donuts, buttered toast topped with jam.

 

Kurogane’s stomach already hurt just by looking at it. But as unfitting as any of this was to eat for breakfast, in Kurogane’s opinion, it did not mean that he didn’t like it.

 

Fai was rather handy in a kitchen after all. And as much as he might complain about him, Kurogane was certain that they would not have been eating even half as well without Fai around.

 

He himself was certainly no master in the kitchen. In fact, he wasn’t quite sure what half the items were even called, in most of the worlds they came to. But Fai never seemed to have trouble.

 

Excluding the fire incident involving a beeping white box of course. But everyone was convinced that it hadn’t really been Fai’s fault.

 

“Eat up before it gets cold, Kuro-chuu!”

 

“When are you ever going to make a real breakfast?” Kurogane grumbled, picking a seat and grabbing for the device he had come to know as a furk.

 

At least he was pretty sure that’s what it was called.

 

“This is a real breakfast,” he grinned. “What else could it be?”

 

“Crap,” he shrugged, shoving a fork full of cream-covered pancakes into his mouth.

 

He’d never tell Fai how delicious they were. How they practically melted into his mouth.

 

“You’re so mean, Kuro-wan,” he seemed to giggle.

 

But Kurogane didn’t think so. Though he might admit he never made much of an effort to be nice, either. But he wasn’t mean. Mean would mean he actually followed through on a death threat.

 

Though, sometimes, he had every intention of following through…

 

Fai was just very fast.

 

And he didn’t really want to make a scene in front of the kids, either. Especially not the princess. He wasn’t too sure how well she’s be able to handle seeing Fai getting run through with the tip of his sword.

 

She seemed to be rather fond of the crazy magician. Kurogane figured it was because Fai was the next best thing to having another female companion around.

 

It really had been a while though, since he had really meant to kill the wiry mage, now that he thought about it.

 

Maybe because his senses were being dulled by all the sugar that crazy blonde kept forcing him to eat.

 

“Are there any more?” he asked the magician after he scoped the table and was fruitless in his efforts in trying to find where he might be hiding the stock of pancakes.

 

Without a word, Fai bounced up and made his way over to a large silver box Kurogane thought might be called an “oven.”

 

Humming quietly, Fai leaned over to open the oven door and pulled out two more pancakes, slid them onto a plate and handed them over to the ninja who had occupied himself with a piece of jammed toast while waiting for hie request.

 

“Here here, Kuro-non. Still nice and hot.”

 

Kurogane just shrugged and snatched the plate away, grumbling his version of a what one might call appreciation before digging in. He skipped out on the chocolate sauce though. He wasn’t keen on being able to bleed sugar later.

 

“Where’d the brat and the princess run off to?” he asked though a mouthful of strawberry.

 

“Manners Kuro-nin!” Fai giggled, “And they have school silly. You’re such a bad father to not remember.”

 

“Shut up!” he bellowed, rather defensively. Though he hadn’t really intended it to sound that way. “I don’t know these things, ok! I don’t even know what that is.”

 

“You didn’t have school where you came from?”

 

“Not like this world’s. Did you?”

 

“Something like it, yes.”

 

For a brief second, Kurogane thought the ground might actually swallow him whole.

 

Fai just answered a question.

 

But there was not a chance in hell he’d be so lucky as to get anything more from him. Kurogane knew this, so he chose a different topic instead.

 

“What about the pork bun?”

 

“Mokona wanted to go to school with Sakura today,” Fai’s slender shoulders gave a shrug. “So today its just you and me. That is why I made this yummy breakfast for you. We have lots of things to do today, and you’ll need your energy!”

 

Kurogane only grumbled and shoved the last bite of pancake in his mouth. Unfortunately, he was aware that there wouldn’t be much getting out of whatever Fai had in store for him. And in all honestly, he was far too afraid to just let the crazy blonde go wandering off on his own. There was no telling what havoc he might cause without his constant supervision. He’d learned from experience that Fai seemed to attract trouble. It was just easier to keep an eye on him so he could put the fires of his mischief out quickly.

 

Clearing off the ninja’s empty plate, Fai rushed him out of the kitchen and insisted that he go up and take a shower.

 

Kurogane did not argue with him about it though. He happened to rather enjoy showers. He wished his own world had such a devise. It was his opinion that some people could really benefit from such things. Or rather, that he could benefit if other people used it.

 

He supposed he should be glad that Fai and the kids were generally clean people. Nor were they noisy sleepers. Or loud chewers. In fact, there were worse people he could be stuck with.

 

He’d admit that at least. If he really was bothered by them that much, he’d have killed them already.

 

Kurogane was near halfway through his shower when he heard the suspicious sound of a turning door handle, and the squeak of an opening door. 

 

“Do you mind!?” he hollered not half a second later. Even if the kids had been there, he’d have known who it was.

 

“I just came in to brush my teeth Kuro-chuu.”

 

“Wait your turn!”

 

“You should learn to share,” Fai only teased, obviously not about to leave the room until he was good and ready to.

 

And Kurogane had long learned when to just give in and stop wasting his energy, so he just growled again and rinsed out his hair with the warm water falling from the faucet, then began to wonder if they would ever arrive to a world that could finally give him the name of the disease Fai’s brain seemed to have.

 

Turning off the water and listening for the sounds of the magician still moving about, Kurogane peered around the edge of the shower curtain only to be greeted by a cheesy grin.

 

“All clean!?”

 

“GET THE HELL OUT!”

 

Kurogane would have chased after him and strangled the skinny blonde to death were it not for a few minor details. One being of course, that he was dripping wet and naked. And Kurogane was sure that he would regret it afterwards if he didn’t actually manage to catch Fai and kill him immediately. The other being that his vision was now obstructed by the large, fluffy pink towel said pesky magician had thrown in his face.

 

“Hurry and get dressed Kuro-tan! We don’t want to be late!” he could hear Fai almost singing from down the hall.

 

He really was very fast.

 

Carefully placing the towel around his waist, and making sure to hold it there just incase Fai decided to be funny, he tiptoed down the currently magician-free hallway to the room he had been calling his own for almost a month now.

 

It was nice having his own room and not being forced to share with any of them. Though, at least Fai and the kid didn’t move much in their sleep. But the princess sure as hell did. As little as she might be, he’d gotten a bruise or two from a free-flinging arm - or five - of hers during cold nights where the lot of them would sleep side by side due to lack of shelter, heat, money or all of the above.

 

He took his time getting dressed, doing his best to delay the inevitable. And as he slipped on his last shoe, and tied the last bow, he cringed in anticipation.

 

Right on queue, Fai was hollering for him through the door.

 

He swore the man spied on him, sometimes. And it was instances such as that which only confirmed it in Kurogane’s mind.

 

Fai too was dressed and ready to go. He stood leaning against the opposite wall in a pair of pale, tight blue jeans and a simple, plain black t-shirt that was cut just so that you could see a flash of his ivory midriff.

 

Kurogane was relieved to find him in something relatively normal. He was just waiting for the day he found prancing around in something frilly and pink.

 

It was bound to happen.

 

Though Kurogane wasn’t really sure if Fai would do it because he actually wanted to, or if he just wanted to see what reaction he would get out of it. Either way though, Kurogane was prepared. Or, as prepared as he could be at least, as far as preparing for Fai’s tricks went. Which, admittantly, was never very well.

 

Reluctantly, Kurogane allowed himself to be pulled out of the apartment by the arm.

 

“Where are you dragging me off to, anyway?” he finally asked. He wasn’t sure why he hadn’t bothered to earlier.

 

“You’ll see Kuro-rin.”

 

“I’ll beat you until your brains come out your ears if its someplace weird.”

 

“No. Kuro-non will like this place, I think.”

 

But Kurogane had his doubts.

 

What could the magician possibly know about what he liked?

 

More coming soon :)

P.S. No. Fai is not a vampire here. Guess it's a pre-AcidTokyo fic! XD