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[September 7] [Yakitate Japan] Trophies and Battlescars
Title: Trophies and Battlescars
Day/Theme: September 7 / Herr doktor
Series: Yakitate Japan
Character/Pairing: Monika Adeneur & Suwabara Kai
Rating: PG
23:34
The red fluid beaded at the tip of her finger and grew till it nearly covered the tip. Monika frowned at it, then automatically put it in her mouth, sucking the blood off the wound. Almost immediately, she pulled her hand away, grimacing distastefully.
Suwabara Kai, pausing from glazing the deer-shaped candy he was making, was looking at her.
“I hate the taste of blood,” she explained. “Yech.”
He gestured for her to come to him. “Let me see.”
“It’s not that deep.” She came to him and held out her finger. “Here. Take care of it for me. You don’t mind the taste of blood, do you? You are samurai.”
For some reason, Kai was slightly crimson in the cheeks. Wordlessly, he took her finger and placed it under cold, running water. Then, he took out a piece of bandage and some fragrant poultice from his pocket.
“Oooh... Kai is prepared in emergencies like this one,” she praised as he fixed her finger. “How dependable. I like that. ♥”
“That medicine will prevent scarring. I myself like collecting trophies, such as remnants of wounds acquired from baking or battling. However, I know you dislike your hands.”
Monika appended herself to his muscular arm and squeezed fondly. “That’s so sweet of you. Thank you.”
“Aa.” Kai didn’t embrace back, of course, but he never pushed her away either.
“But you know what?” Monika confessed solemnly. “It would have been nice too if you put my finger in your mouth and licked off the blood...”
“...”
She grinned at his flaming face. “It’s what mom used to do when I was a little girl.”
“...I see.”
“Of course, I’m not a little girl anymore. You did notice that didn’t you, Kai?”
“...”
“Of course, you did. ♥”
And she laughed a wicked little laugh as the baker hastily went back to the pastry he was making.
~23:57
Day/Theme: September 7 / Herr doktor
Series: Yakitate Japan
Character/Pairing: Monika Adeneur & Suwabara Kai
Rating: PG
23:34
The red fluid beaded at the tip of her finger and grew till it nearly covered the tip. Monika frowned at it, then automatically put it in her mouth, sucking the blood off the wound. Almost immediately, she pulled her hand away, grimacing distastefully.
Suwabara Kai, pausing from glazing the deer-shaped candy he was making, was looking at her.
“I hate the taste of blood,” she explained. “Yech.”
He gestured for her to come to him. “Let me see.”
“It’s not that deep.” She came to him and held out her finger. “Here. Take care of it for me. You don’t mind the taste of blood, do you? You are samurai.”
For some reason, Kai was slightly crimson in the cheeks. Wordlessly, he took her finger and placed it under cold, running water. Then, he took out a piece of bandage and some fragrant poultice from his pocket.
“Oooh... Kai is prepared in emergencies like this one,” she praised as he fixed her finger. “How dependable. I like that. ♥”
“That medicine will prevent scarring. I myself like collecting trophies, such as remnants of wounds acquired from baking or battling. However, I know you dislike your hands.”
Monika appended herself to his muscular arm and squeezed fondly. “That’s so sweet of you. Thank you.”
“Aa.” Kai didn’t embrace back, of course, but he never pushed her away either.
“But you know what?” Monika confessed solemnly. “It would have been nice too if you put my finger in your mouth and licked off the blood...”
“...”
She grinned at his flaming face. “It’s what mom used to do when I was a little girl.”
“...I see.”
“Of course, I’m not a little girl anymore. You did notice that didn’t you, Kai?”
“...”
“Of course, you did. ♥”
And she laughed a wicked little laugh as the baker hastily went back to the pastry he was making.
~23:57