This is a small drabble I did with my OC, Yukiko and the Bleach character Urahara Kisuke, it's a small fic.
Yukiko (c) Anime 300 (me)
Urahara Kisuke (c) Tite Kubo
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Yukiko hummed to the small bundle in her arms, smiling to herself. “Shh, shhh, don’t wake daddy up,” she said softly as she saw a small face of discontent. She gently rocked the small bundle, content with herself. She giggled softly hearing the cooing of the small bundle in her arms.
“You should at least sleep,” a groggy voice came. She turned her head and chuckled, “Sorry Kisuke, she started crying, and I got up to take care of her…”
“Still, sleep, good for you and baby,” Kisuke said, rubbing his eyes.
Yukiko giggled and put down their child in her crib, kissing her head, “Sleep well, my sweet one.”
“And you don’t give me a good knight kiss,” Kisuke complained.
“Oh be quiet, you’ll wake her,” Yukiko said, sitting down and stroking his hair. Kisuke pouted up at her, and Yukiko pecked his lips, “Now will you stop complaining?”
“May be~” he teased her. “I’m not sleeping with you again,” she teased back.
“You are mean,” he said, pouting at her. Yukiko shook her head as she stroked his hair. Kisuke watched her, laying his head in her lap. Yukiko smiled, “You’re happy to have her though.”
“Very…I’m glad I could make you happy…I didn’t realize how unhappy I made you for some things I did,” he said.
“Don’t be sorry, I didn’t tell you,” she said softly, “And you always did…” Kisuke kissed her pulling her down to him. She smiled some as she pulled back, “Let’s settle in a more-
A baby’s cry came. “I’ll get her,” she said, getting up. She gently picked up her child and cradled, her making calming noises for her child. Kisuke got up and gently hugged her from behind and made funny faces.
“Stop it,” Yukiko said, giggling.
“Aww, you like it, don’t you Yuki?” he asked his child. Yuki let out a cooing sound, giggling. Kisuke smiled in triumph at his wife.
“Ha ha,” she said elbowing him lightly.
“Hey!” he said, pouting again.
“Oh stop pouting, seriously you’re more of a kid than Yuki,” she said. “Am not,” he said, nuzzling her neck as he held her close to him. “Are too,” she said, chuckling as Yuki began laughing at her parents.
“You think he’s a goof too, don’t ya?” Yukiko said smiling as she pulled out of Kisuke’s arms. “Now it’s time to get some sleep,” she said, rocking her child. Yuki giggled and yawned, going out like a light. Yukiko put their child back in the crib and smiled. Kisuke came up from behind her, “Now will my teddy bear come back to me to bed?” he asked.
Yukiko chuckled softly, “Alright, my dashing prince,” she said, kissing his cheek, “But you’re shaving tomorrow.”
“What? I thought you liked my whiskies,” he said, in a whiney voice.
“I do, but you should start looking like a father, not a drug addict,” she teased as she went back to the futon and lying down on it.
“Hey!” he said pouting at her, and kissed her head as he laid next to her. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” she said as they both fell into a blissful sleep.
This is the final tritina I dedicated to Saint Seiya. I might do some more, dunno, need some inspiration...
A picture of Saga
You have a good side.
As well as a dark side.
But you always struggle to see where you stand.
Some people have more good then others.
While others have pure darkness through their veins. Yet you can’t decide which side to be on.
One side screams, “Be with the good! Keep yourself loyal to Athena!” While the other screams, “Betray her! Let me take over you and show you true power!”
Your head feels like it’s gonna split, but you can’t decide which side to pick.
Evil or good? Which one to choose? Only you can choose.
Note: This was another Tritina I did. This time for the Leo Saint of Saint Seiya (Knights of the Zodiac) Enjoy.
Picture of Aiolia
Aiolia
Laughter. Innocence. Smiling.
He always smiled. His smile showed with laughter as a boy. The innocence never seen, only shown to his brother who was his idol.
But that day had come when his smile died. Along the way the laughter died, as well as the innocence seen. His brother, the only family he had, gone.
Laughter, smiles, and innocence, all nothing but vague memories.
Little Note: The format I used for this poem is a Tritina. You take three words, and use them over in differnet orders in each line (but I didn't really follow that ^^U). That's the most I can give on this. Enjoy.
I don't own Saint Seiya or Camus
A picture of Camus
You’re always surrounded by ice.
But never cold.
Life to you is nothing but a lie.
The special element to you is ice.
The coldness never bothered you.
But life...you’ve always been bothered by it.
Your heart wretched in pain
as your ice coffin covered
your only surviving pupil, Hyoga.
As the coffin enclosed
you finally felt
the numb coldness cover your icy heart.
In all your life there was pain and sorrow,
no happiness or love.
Ice, darkness, coldness, and life
all mixed in together forever in your soul.
