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audiation2012-01-23 02:39 pm
sunshowered) wrote in audiation2012-01-23 02:39 pm
something like free-falling;
Title: And He'll Never Hit the Ground
Series: Sengoku BASARA / Tales of Vesperia / ROUTE 29-VERSE?!
Characters: Ieyasu & Judith
Summary: It was a fresh breath from war, from nightmares, and from everything he knew. It was a leap of faith he didn't know he decided to take. It was everything he needed.
Dedication: to Kosy who is always the most supportive and wonderful ;w; ♥♥
There wasn’t a plan.
Ieyasu had entertained the thought for a moment. Did Judith have something important to say? Was there an errand they had to run? Perhaps there was an elusive pokemon out at night that could be caught?
But as they were now approaching the outskirts of town with no change in pace, any last attempts to make sense of the situation in Ieyasu’s head ceased.
“You cook then, Judith?”
They’d transitioned from the weather to pokemon to traveling to food. It was almost as winding of a path as the one they walked now that they naturally strayed from the route. Not a word was communicated between them as dirt path turned to grass; only a natural sense of rebellion pulled them the same way.
“Oh, you know, you have to pick I tup,” she hummed airily as she surveyed just how steep the slope was from the ledge.
Gravels lid and crumbled as she skid down effortlessly.
Ieyasu’s laugh rang in the air as he followed after.
“But… you don’t pick up more clothes along the way?” he raised an eyebrow and turned to her with a smile.
That would be the closest to taunting that he’d ever get.
The edge of her lips twitched up into a soft smile. “I’m not taking your jacket, Ieyasu.”
“Uh-oh. Caught,” he chuckled sheepishly as he shoved his hands into his pockets. His jacket was mysteriously unzipped and ready to be shrugged off his shoulders. He would swear that he didn’t have the faintest idea why that was.
Another hum as a gloved hand idly touched the pair of a tree. She glanced over her shoulder. “What am I to do with you?”
He paused a moment as he caught her gaze, meeting her eyes in the darkness.
All he could offer her was a smile like sunshine.
“I trust you to be fair.”
After all, he’d followed her that far.
--
The next night, Ieyasu fell asleep early. Partially because he needed to catch up on sleep, but mostly because he knew Judith wouldn’t be coming a second night in a row.
That would be too predictable for either of them.
He dreamt of shooting stars and moons too close to the ground.
--
She came again four nights later.
“To be bad at lying sounds like a good fault to have,” he chirped as he swung on a branch to follow her leap across a creek.
Judith only clasped her hands behind her back and tilted her head. “Maybe. Honesty is an admirable thing, at least.”
He followed her gaze to the water.
“One of the most admirable in this world, if you don’t mind me interjecting my opinion.”
There was a thoughtful pause as he wandered to the stream, pondering how deep he was and how far he had fallen.
Seating himself at the edge of the water, he stared down at it. He met Judith’s eyes again as she peered over his shoulder, standing silently beside him.
Moderately startled, he pulled his hood over his head without thinking.
Suddenly, he felt as though he was drowning.
--
When Ieyasu came back to the inn, it was quiet.
he would fall upon the bed and sleep uninterrupted as he was captured in nightmares, yelled at in his sleep but not in reality.
But after one nightmare, his eyes slid open.
A breath.
He slipped back into sleep.
Instead of the clang of swords, he heard the crash of waterfalls.
--
Three nights later, she tapped on his windowsill but let herself in as he left it open for her.
“I’ve been thinking,” he crossed his arms as he stood, seemingly all ready to leave with her. However, he made no move for the window.
“Aren’t you always?” she smiled slightly without missing a beat.
“Maybe,” he reached for a jacket that was hanging on his chair. “But I still have a point to make.”
“Then make it,” she leaned against the windowsill, waiting. And only honed reflexes helped her catch the jacket a moment later as it was tossed in her direction.
“I’ll only go if you bundle up tonight.”
Oh. He seemed stern this time.
Upon further inspection, the jacket was not one of Ieyasu’s, but a women’s jacket that was form-fitting and thin enough to not get in the way when she chose the more unconventional path yet seemed soft enough that it would provide some measure of warmth. Looking back up at him, he actually looked hopeful.
Letting a bit of a smile shine through, she slipped an arm through a sleeve. “You drive a hard bargain, Tokugawa.”
With that, she was gone.
He followed a moment later.
--
The following morning, Ieyasu was startled when he couldn’t remember his dreams.
--
Two nights later, she came again-
He was already waiting outside the inn as she approached.
“Oh my,” she cocked her ehad t othe side. “Am I becoming predictable?”
Ieyasu actually looked up at her from where he was focused on warming his head. Frigidly, he shook his head. “No. Forty minutes late, actually.”
He rolled his shoulders and fell into step with her as she didn’t even stop by the inn.
She gave him a bit of a coy smile. “Excited, aren’t you?”
Then she had his full attention as he turned to her and smiled, acting as though the cold he’d waited in was worth it (and if you asked him, it was).
“Of course. Aren’t you?”
--
Ieyasu wasn’ sure what to make of his dreams anymore.
He couldn’t remember the last time he had heard laughter in his sleep.
--
The next night was different.
Ieyasu blinked as forty minutes late turned into forty minutes later than that.
The pattern dictated that they would keep subtracting one as four turned to three and three turned to two and two turned to-
Tonight.
He didn’t put much thought into what would happen when they ran out of numbers, but he thought that at least they would have tonight still. While he knew that he shouldn’t be relying on patterns that he picked up for himself, he found himself falling anyway.
And he was still falling.
It was a matter of taking initiative into his own hands and making use of the knowledge of exactly where Judith’s room was located-
Then he tapped on her window.
… but that would be too easy.
He sat for maybe ten minutes, waiting for a response and finding none. He wouldn’t dare to try again when he wasn’t sure if she was actually rooming with anyone and instead jumped down and made his way around to the front of the inn again.
The beginning of a migraine was beginning to show through and he reached up to rub his temples as he thought about this. It was a little ridiculous. Just because Tadakatsu wasn’t there and he no longer had a traveling companion was no reason to project all of his need for companionship on Judith when she had no obligation to spend time with him. That would just be imposing far too much, even if she’d been the one to set this up.
Even if he was starting to feel as though it mattered more to him-
“Isn’t it a little bit early to be headed back in?”
He paused just as he was about to enter the inn again, glancing over to where the voice came from and almost wondering if maybe this same summoning technique would work for giant, reliable vassals-
Though he supposed that he didn’t need that right now.
Ieyasu could only give Judith a smile.
“It’s less interesting without a companion,” he shoved his hands in his pockets.
“I guess I can understand that…” she crossed her arms again, tilting her head at him.
“But you can’t understand why it’s more typical to be cold this late at night?”
She wasn’t wearing the jacket he gave her. He figured that he had every right to make a jab.
It seemed that she agreed as she smiled slightly. “If we were typical, we’d take walks in the day.”
His feet had already carried him over to her as he smiled, “We could start doing that too.”
“Doesn’t that take some adventure out of it?”
She followed his pace and they started walking down the street.
“Oh I don’t know, maybe if we have an easier time seeing, that’ll give us a few new ways to go,” he offered cheerily.
She hummed. “That’s a thought.”
“I still have another.”
All it took was her to turn her head a fraction for him to take the chance, leaning down and pressing his lips to hers.
Pulling away, she seemed amused whereas he was just satisfied.
“Not a bad thought. Needs work, though.”
“I trust you to teach me.”
“If you keep trusting, you might get hurt someday,” she looked at him curiously before facing forward.
He took that as an opportunity to shrug off his jacket and place it on her shoulders.
“As long as it’s not today.”
--
When they parted, it was nothing especially different. Perhaps Ieyasu’s smile was a bit wider, his waving a little bit more energetic.
He was excited to sleep for the first time in a long time.
As his eyelids slid shut, he saw sunrises.
Series: Sengoku BASARA / Tales of Vesperia / ROUTE 29-VERSE?!
Characters: Ieyasu & Judith
Summary: It was a fresh breath from war, from nightmares, and from everything he knew. It was a leap of faith he didn't know he decided to take. It was everything he needed.
Dedication: to Kosy who is always the most supportive and wonderful ;w; ♥♥
There wasn’t a plan.
Ieyasu had entertained the thought for a moment. Did Judith have something important to say? Was there an errand they had to run? Perhaps there was an elusive pokemon out at night that could be caught?
But as they were now approaching the outskirts of town with no change in pace, any last attempts to make sense of the situation in Ieyasu’s head ceased.
“You cook then, Judith?”
They’d transitioned from the weather to pokemon to traveling to food. It was almost as winding of a path as the one they walked now that they naturally strayed from the route. Not a word was communicated between them as dirt path turned to grass; only a natural sense of rebellion pulled them the same way.
“Oh, you know, you have to pick I tup,” she hummed airily as she surveyed just how steep the slope was from the ledge.
Gravels lid and crumbled as she skid down effortlessly.
Ieyasu’s laugh rang in the air as he followed after.
“But… you don’t pick up more clothes along the way?” he raised an eyebrow and turned to her with a smile.
That would be the closest to taunting that he’d ever get.
The edge of her lips twitched up into a soft smile. “I’m not taking your jacket, Ieyasu.”
“Uh-oh. Caught,” he chuckled sheepishly as he shoved his hands into his pockets. His jacket was mysteriously unzipped and ready to be shrugged off his shoulders. He would swear that he didn’t have the faintest idea why that was.
Another hum as a gloved hand idly touched the pair of a tree. She glanced over her shoulder. “What am I to do with you?”
He paused a moment as he caught her gaze, meeting her eyes in the darkness.
All he could offer her was a smile like sunshine.
“I trust you to be fair.”
After all, he’d followed her that far.
--
The next night, Ieyasu fell asleep early. Partially because he needed to catch up on sleep, but mostly because he knew Judith wouldn’t be coming a second night in a row.
That would be too predictable for either of them.
He dreamt of shooting stars and moons too close to the ground.
--
She came again four nights later.
“To be bad at lying sounds like a good fault to have,” he chirped as he swung on a branch to follow her leap across a creek.
Judith only clasped her hands behind her back and tilted her head. “Maybe. Honesty is an admirable thing, at least.”
He followed her gaze to the water.
“One of the most admirable in this world, if you don’t mind me interjecting my opinion.”
There was a thoughtful pause as he wandered to the stream, pondering how deep he was and how far he had fallen.
Seating himself at the edge of the water, he stared down at it. He met Judith’s eyes again as she peered over his shoulder, standing silently beside him.
Moderately startled, he pulled his hood over his head without thinking.
Suddenly, he felt as though he was drowning.
--
When Ieyasu came back to the inn, it was quiet.
he would fall upon the bed and sleep uninterrupted as he was captured in nightmares, yelled at in his sleep but not in reality.
But after one nightmare, his eyes slid open.
A breath.
He slipped back into sleep.
Instead of the clang of swords, he heard the crash of waterfalls.
--
Three nights later, she tapped on his windowsill but let herself in as he left it open for her.
“I’ve been thinking,” he crossed his arms as he stood, seemingly all ready to leave with her. However, he made no move for the window.
“Aren’t you always?” she smiled slightly without missing a beat.
“Maybe,” he reached for a jacket that was hanging on his chair. “But I still have a point to make.”
“Then make it,” she leaned against the windowsill, waiting. And only honed reflexes helped her catch the jacket a moment later as it was tossed in her direction.
“I’ll only go if you bundle up tonight.”
Oh. He seemed stern this time.
Upon further inspection, the jacket was not one of Ieyasu’s, but a women’s jacket that was form-fitting and thin enough to not get in the way when she chose the more unconventional path yet seemed soft enough that it would provide some measure of warmth. Looking back up at him, he actually looked hopeful.
Letting a bit of a smile shine through, she slipped an arm through a sleeve. “You drive a hard bargain, Tokugawa.”
With that, she was gone.
He followed a moment later.
--
The following morning, Ieyasu was startled when he couldn’t remember his dreams.
--
Two nights later, she came again-
He was already waiting outside the inn as she approached.
“Oh my,” she cocked her ehad t othe side. “Am I becoming predictable?”
Ieyasu actually looked up at her from where he was focused on warming his head. Frigidly, he shook his head. “No. Forty minutes late, actually.”
He rolled his shoulders and fell into step with her as she didn’t even stop by the inn.
She gave him a bit of a coy smile. “Excited, aren’t you?”
Then she had his full attention as he turned to her and smiled, acting as though the cold he’d waited in was worth it (and if you asked him, it was).
“Of course. Aren’t you?”
--
Ieyasu wasn’ sure what to make of his dreams anymore.
He couldn’t remember the last time he had heard laughter in his sleep.
--
The next night was different.
Ieyasu blinked as forty minutes late turned into forty minutes later than that.
The pattern dictated that they would keep subtracting one as four turned to three and three turned to two and two turned to-
Tonight.
He didn’t put much thought into what would happen when they ran out of numbers, but he thought that at least they would have tonight still. While he knew that he shouldn’t be relying on patterns that he picked up for himself, he found himself falling anyway.
And he was still falling.
It was a matter of taking initiative into his own hands and making use of the knowledge of exactly where Judith’s room was located-
Then he tapped on her window.
… but that would be too easy.
He sat for maybe ten minutes, waiting for a response and finding none. He wouldn’t dare to try again when he wasn’t sure if she was actually rooming with anyone and instead jumped down and made his way around to the front of the inn again.
The beginning of a migraine was beginning to show through and he reached up to rub his temples as he thought about this. It was a little ridiculous. Just because Tadakatsu wasn’t there and he no longer had a traveling companion was no reason to project all of his need for companionship on Judith when she had no obligation to spend time with him. That would just be imposing far too much, even if she’d been the one to set this up.
Even if he was starting to feel as though it mattered more to him-
“Isn’t it a little bit early to be headed back in?”
He paused just as he was about to enter the inn again, glancing over to where the voice came from and almost wondering if maybe this same summoning technique would work for giant, reliable vassals-
Though he supposed that he didn’t need that right now.
Ieyasu could only give Judith a smile.
“It’s less interesting without a companion,” he shoved his hands in his pockets.
“I guess I can understand that…” she crossed her arms again, tilting her head at him.
“But you can’t understand why it’s more typical to be cold this late at night?”
She wasn’t wearing the jacket he gave her. He figured that he had every right to make a jab.
It seemed that she agreed as she smiled slightly. “If we were typical, we’d take walks in the day.”
His feet had already carried him over to her as he smiled, “We could start doing that too.”
“Doesn’t that take some adventure out of it?”
She followed his pace and they started walking down the street.
“Oh I don’t know, maybe if we have an easier time seeing, that’ll give us a few new ways to go,” he offered cheerily.
She hummed. “That’s a thought.”
“I still have another.”
All it took was her to turn her head a fraction for him to take the chance, leaning down and pressing his lips to hers.
Pulling away, she seemed amused whereas he was just satisfied.
“Not a bad thought. Needs work, though.”
“I trust you to teach me.”
“If you keep trusting, you might get hurt someday,” she looked at him curiously before facing forward.
He took that as an opportunity to shrug off his jacket and place it on her shoulders.
“As long as it’s not today.”
--
When they parted, it was nothing especially different. Perhaps Ieyasu’s smile was a bit wider, his waving a little bit more energetic.
He was excited to sleep for the first time in a long time.
As his eyelids slid shut, he saw sunrises.