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Title: Score
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poisonivory
Words: 87 – it's only wee!
Notes: kissie boostle
The first time Booster and Ted kissed felt like the first time Booster had scored the winning touchdown at a big game. Before his mother got sick, before throwing a game for money would ever have crossed his mind. Just the heart-pounding exhilaration and the sweet, sweet taste of victory. He wanted to shout and dance for joy. He was soaring a million mile high and bullet-proof and he'd never though he'd feel so good again.
To his delight, it felt like that every time.
Title: Timing
For:alba_aulbath
Words: 182
Notes: This takes place before Utena ever entered the scene, in the series of qualifying duels to determine the first Champion.
Kaoru Miki was the type to plan, to observe and research and be prepared.
He slipped into each kendo club meet he could to watch Saionji Kyouichi before their duel. The upperclassman's speed and strength startled him, and he was initially spooked by the loud shouts kendo dueling involved, but he was determined to get used to it. It wouldn't do to be spooked in the qualifying duel. He came up with a system of dodges, and he practiced them every day.
Miki was convinced the key to victory was, as in music, timing. And so he armed himself and went to duel for the name of Champion with patterns of timing firmly set in his head, prepared.
When he got to the arena, he felt as though he'd sat down to play with an orchestra and had the wrong music with him. That was not a katana in Saionji's hand. That was not a kendo stance he took, a wicked smile on his aristocratic face as he saluted Miki – and then the duel was on, and Miki's timing was all wrong...
Title: Score
For:
poisonivoryWords: 87 – it's only wee!
Notes: kissie boostle
The first time Booster and Ted kissed felt like the first time Booster had scored the winning touchdown at a big game. Before his mother got sick, before throwing a game for money would ever have crossed his mind. Just the heart-pounding exhilaration and the sweet, sweet taste of victory. He wanted to shout and dance for joy. He was soaring a million mile high and bullet-proof and he'd never though he'd feel so good again.
To his delight, it felt like that every time.
Title: Timing
For:
alba_aulbathWords: 182
Notes: This takes place before Utena ever entered the scene, in the series of qualifying duels to determine the first Champion.
Kaoru Miki was the type to plan, to observe and research and be prepared.
He slipped into each kendo club meet he could to watch Saionji Kyouichi before their duel. The upperclassman's speed and strength startled him, and he was initially spooked by the loud shouts kendo dueling involved, but he was determined to get used to it. It wouldn't do to be spooked in the qualifying duel. He came up with a system of dodges, and he practiced them every day.
Miki was convinced the key to victory was, as in music, timing. And so he armed himself and went to duel for the name of Champion with patterns of timing firmly set in his head, prepared.
When he got to the arena, he felt as though he'd sat down to play with an orchestra and had the wrong music with him. That was not a katana in Saionji's hand. That was not a kendo stance he took, a wicked smile on his aristocratic face as he saluted Miki – and then the duel was on, and Miki's timing was all wrong...
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Date: 2006-05-02 03:20 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-05-02 04:14 am (UTC)Serious, I get all weepy over the Extreme days. *sniffle* THAT'S LOVE.