Tea Time:

/It's because there are corpses buried underneath the
roots, that the sakura blossoms every year./

Shishio: And there are many sakura trees in this part of the world.

^_^

Tea is a very Japanese tradition.

But the Brits do it better. :)

It's one I've grown accustomed to, though it's never
one I've been fond of.   This surprises people,
especially when they learn that it's my sister who
prefers the elaborate ceremonies, while I prefer the
quick and reliable jolts of caffeine supplied by
coffee.

And Jolt. But noone seems interested in Jolt Time.

actually a wonderful teishu. so I've become accustomed
to humoring her.  Even though I hate the taste of most
teas, particularly the classic green tea, and Hokuto
seems intend

intent

 on never using the same blend twice, I've

sat through uncountable numbers of teas.

Pus and Whale Snot flavors were the worst.

  She claimed

the subtleties in flavor were something to be savored,
but.

That ends awkwardly. Did you intend to put more there?

I smiled as I noticed Seishirou standing outside Ueno
Park, waiting for me.  Something about being around
Seishirou made my heart beat faster, even though I
knew it was probably just a crush.   I was sixteen,
and the perfect age for it- besides, he was another
male.   I couldn't be in love with him. it wasn't
normal.

Like either of them are 'normal' to begin with. :)

 Still, nothing I did approached normal,

There you go.

Today was green.   Hokuto had been particularly
worried about me for some reason today, and that was
why I allowed her to dress me in green- usually I
avoided the color, for it made me stand out too much.

I like the clown suit myself. You can blend in wonderfully with that.

My outfit today was primarily emerald green, and
Hokuto had used some Chinese styles as her
inspiration.   The main shirt was emerald green, and
hung down to my knees.. It was slit up to my waist on
both sides to allow movement (after an unfortunate
incident where one of my outfits nearly got me killed,
I uncharacteristically put my foot down and insisted
that anything I wore at least let me have normal range
of motion), and on my front a black and red dragon
slithered,

I'd drop 'slithered'

I was used to ignoring the curious.   It was what I
had been doing my entire life. as

As

Seishirou spread out the blankets, a black one
decorated with artistic splotches of white, white as
pure as my shikifuku.   I stared at it for a second
before kneeling on it, answering his unspoken
suggestion.   He smiled and sank down across from me,
and around us petals fall

fell

 like tainted snowflakes.

The scent of sakura sickened me, and I have no
appetite for the delicacies that Seishirou was
producing from within the basket.

Then again, I have little appetite in most cases.
Food is not something I consider an interest, unlike
most males my age.

The same applies to women, curiously enough. :)

 He also produced a very large

thermos and two seemingly delicate china cups,

I could tell they were delicate, for they had been shattered into a hundred
pieces.

 pouring

them carefully before raising a hand to catch a few of
the sakura petals that fell.   "In China," he said,
"they

Subau: They who?

Hokuto: The ambiguous 'they/'

Subara: Is that anything like being ambiguously gay?

Hokuto: I'd say there's nothing ambiguous about us.

"You're so cute, Subaru-kun. I wonder if there'll be
a day when you don't apologize for the little things?"

Subaru: There's no need to make fun of the fact I'm not well-endowed.

Hokuto: Err, that's not what I meant. Although maybe I should seek attention
elsewhere if it's so small you feel bad about it.


shonen ai is so mich fun. :)

"I hope so.. Hokuto says that I'll never make a
proper Sumeragi Head unless I learn how to stand up
for myself."

myself,

I admitted, as he hands

The tea was warm enough for me to feel through

feel heat through (perhaps?)

I stared into his amber eyes.   "No. how can I?
There's bodies underneath them. didn't you tell me
that?   And. those people have to be suffering so
terribly." I whispered.

Something flashed across his face.   "You're too
kind, Subaru.."

% My, how grim.

THE END

Notes:

What was in the teeeea? I don't wanna know.

Heh. Cute. It was just a little something to creep us out, I see.

Just a small scene and look into Subaru's head. It flowed well enough, but
it was pretty much a snippet more than anything heavy. Worked well enough.

D.B. Sommer



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