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KGaara/Yuki ([personal profile] kawaii_gaara) wrote2009-05-08 12:51 am

Dare Drabble Meme Results:

Hey I managed to write two of the drabbles that I was dared to write from this post.

They're both from Chrno Crusade with possible spoilers involved so if you plan on reading it then, I'm sorry. As much as it pains me to say this, I'd avoid reading my drabbles -TTWTT-

I haven't forgotten about the drabble I still owe you, [livejournal.com profile] ladynathena, so don't worry~ ->W<- <33333

For anyone else who'd like to dare me as well~ feel free to request one! lol <333

For those who know Chrno Crusade, I'd love to hear what you thought of it. Please give me a small critique on how I could possibly improve it before I post it on DA~<333 Thank you so much!


Requested by [livejournal.com profile] glitteringloke

Title: Broken Doll
Fandom: Chrno Crusade
Characters: Aion x Fiore (Shader mentioned)
Word Count: 264
Rating: MA (sexual context)

Disclaimer: Chrno Crusade © Moriyama Daisuke


The man glanced at the brown paper bag in his hand and heavily sighed. Day by day, he noticed the changes. "Master, if you could please pick up some coffee beans for me." The facial expressions that she exhibited now were more dynamic than before. The way she'd look at him. The way she nervously watched everyone taste her meals. The face she made when ordered to create the jewels. How "human" she was becoming again. He couldn’t believe it.

"Everything is good to go! She won’t go against your orders. From now on, she’s… your doll."

He had to be certain of those words. A soft caress of her cheek and the whispers of his demand revived the same stained cheeks she expressed on the first day they met. A strand of concern filled his mind even as she went through her normal custom of curtsying and proceeding to carry out his wishes on her knees. His skillful hands pushed every button expecting nothing to pass her lips but the focus on hand. The man’s violet eyes carefully studied her until he was satisfied. It seemed that not all of the natural reactions were deadened as he observed the changes in her breathing with a final flick of his finger across her moistened bud. He couldn’t help but place an amused grin across his lips as he adjusted his glasses. It was clearly written on her face as she lowered her head to avoid his gaze. She was no longer solely his doll, if a doll at all; A broken doll.



Requested by [livejournal.com profile] haleysings
[Spoiler Warning]

Title: Words
Fandom: Chrno Crusade
Characters: Aion x Chrno
Word Count: 282
Rating: MA

Disclaimer: Chrno Crusade © Moriyama Daisuke


The strong clash of their bodies fused them into one; the connector being the violent thrust to his chest. The pain coursed through the demon as he loudly grunted in vain. He sprouted his blood and couldn’t help but lightly laugh to the situation at hand. This was some way to go. He slowly closed the remaining gap between them as his left hand took a hold of his right. The terrified look on his face greatly amused him. How easily the other fell into the depths of his emotions. The darker man cupped the side of his brother’s face with his right as he placed his forehead against his. It felt as if everything the man was feeling had flown into him; pitiful idiot with his sentiments. He gave his cheek a good pat and a word of goodbye before breaking off the tie; the blade slicing through his opponent’s right arm as his body heavily fell to the ground. Along with a hand gently placed on top of the residual limb on his chest, a brief content smile graced his face while drawing the final curtains to his own story.

The purple-haired demon gasped for air and held his head with his intact hand in dismay. He cursed the fallen man as he was left with only those words to repeat itself in his mind. Tearful eyes darted at him, he managed to at least mumble a single line before the lifeless limb hit the blood-stained floor. The bastard. He could only pray it reached him for the man selfishly went without another word but leaving his infamous, deceitful grin proudly painted across his lips.

I love you, too, brother.