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taotrooper) wrote2009-06-19 12:10 am
taotrooper) wrote2009-06-19 12:10 am
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[CLAMP] Trading business
Title: Trading business
Fandoms: XXXHOLiC/Gohou Drug
Pairings: Indirect Kakei/Saiga and Clow/Yuuko
Characters: Yuuko and Kakei
Canon: between chapters 8 and 9 (volume 2) of GD; who knows when in XXXHOLiC timeline, but before volume 5. Maybe precanon?
Rating: PG-13 for sex talk
Genre: Um, not sure... cracky, I guess.
Words: +700
Summary: How did Yuuko get the daffodil jug from volume 5? This is my version, and I'm sticking to it.
Notes: I think it can be read without knowing squat about GD. Just with reading this, it should be enough.
"Oh, so this is it?" The witch held the jug and examined it towards the light.
"Indeed," a man with brown hair and glasses smiled at her. "Isn't it gorgeous?"
"It truly is, Kakei." She glanced at the daffodils painted on the porcelain. Yes, she liked it a lot.
"I'm sorry if I'm intruding, Yuuko-san, but why do you exactly want the jug? I mean, I can see its value, but I bet a woman of resources like you has some other ways to travel to sacred places."
"Right, but for this client I need to use this jug. It's the easiest way, traveling through the daffodils' path. Besides, you never know. It could be useful again several times. Versatility; it's part of the beauty."
"Beauty and versatility, however, are not cheap."
"I know, that's why I brought this!" She handled him a package.
He opened it, and found some exquisite silk pajamas. They were deep green, almost black, with white flowers all over it. It slightly smelled like soap. "Fabulous!"
"They're second-hand," she explained, "but they're still really valuable. It was made in China, during the Qing dynasty, with the best silk. Really antique. And I washed them," Yuuko added.
"Not entirely, though," Kakei said while she was touching the shirt. "There's a concentrated energy on them, a rather strong one."
"I really tried to remove it all, but some of it resisted." She sounded rather annoyed when she commented that.
"Some? This is not the whole thing?" He readjusted his glasses, nervous.
"Not even half of it."
"Dear Heavens..." Kakei was shocked. He couldn't imagine a guy with more than double of that magical presence. He was certain, with the energy and the whole history the pajamas had, Kudou-kun could actually explode just by touching it. "What kind of person did these clothes belong to? How did you get a man’s PJs anyway?"
"...they were a friend of mine's."
"Really? And did he just give them to you, or were they a payment?"
"...none. He, um, left them at my place one day, and never asked them back." Yuuko seemed uncomfortable.
"Let me get this straight." Kakei had returned to his teasing self. "This 'friend' of yours happened to bring his night garments to your house, just because? Oh my, that doesn't sound like a friendship, it's more like an affair, dear Yuuko-san."
"Oh, shut UP!" Now Yuuko seemed both embarrassed and angry. "You know I love gossiping with you, Kakei, but I'm not talking about him with you."
"Sorry... I touched a soft spot, didn't I?" Kakei imagined this was a man who Yuuko truly loved, even though she didn't seem keen to admit it. He understood why she was giving them to him as a payment for the valuable jug: they were precious to her, but at the same time a burden.
A silence fell, until Kakei spoke again.
"I'm taking it as a payment." He smiled. "Do you reckon it's going to look good on me?"
"Sure I do, that's why I chose that one for you: it matches your eyes."
"Hah! You have more than one? Gee, that 'friend' used to crash at your place freq..."
"You might need," she interrupted him, annoyed by his smirk, "to fix it up a little bit, since the guy was bigger than you."
"Bigger? From where?"
"Shoulders. And he was taller." Yuuko couldn't resist a grin. "I can't compare you from any other places, not until I talk to Saiga."
They laughed.
"Do you think Saiga will want me in this outfit? Honestly."
"Why wouldn't he. You're a good-looking man, and you seem the type to look great in one of those. If you weren't hopelessly gay, and you didn't smirk like a bastard, I'd so hit on you. Heck, no, I'd hit on you because of the stupid smirk. And the glasses, too. They're my kind of thing."
"Why, thank you! And if I were straight, I'd so hit on you as well. You have pretty hair, nice body. Too bad you're so stubborn and manipulative."
"Like you aren't! I know what you're planning for your employees."
"Am I so transparent? Too bad I can't read your future from your eyes, like you read my intentions from mine."
"Thanks, hun, but I already know what I need to." She got up, took the jug and went to the door.
Fandoms: XXXHOLiC/Gohou Drug
Pairings: Indirect Kakei/Saiga and Clow/Yuuko
Characters: Yuuko and Kakei
Canon: between chapters 8 and 9 (volume 2) of GD; who knows when in XXXHOLiC timeline, but before volume 5. Maybe precanon?
Rating: PG-13 for sex talk
Genre: Um, not sure... cracky, I guess.
Words: +700
Summary: How did Yuuko get the daffodil jug from volume 5? This is my version, and I'm sticking to it.
Notes: I think it can be read without knowing squat about GD. Just with reading this, it should be enough.
"Oh, so this is it?" The witch held the jug and examined it towards the light.
"Indeed," a man with brown hair and glasses smiled at her. "Isn't it gorgeous?"
"It truly is, Kakei." She glanced at the daffodils painted on the porcelain. Yes, she liked it a lot.
"I'm sorry if I'm intruding, Yuuko-san, but why do you exactly want the jug? I mean, I can see its value, but I bet a woman of resources like you has some other ways to travel to sacred places."
"Right, but for this client I need to use this jug. It's the easiest way, traveling through the daffodils' path. Besides, you never know. It could be useful again several times. Versatility; it's part of the beauty."
"Beauty and versatility, however, are not cheap."
"I know, that's why I brought this!" She handled him a package.
He opened it, and found some exquisite silk pajamas. They were deep green, almost black, with white flowers all over it. It slightly smelled like soap. "Fabulous!"
"They're second-hand," she explained, "but they're still really valuable. It was made in China, during the Qing dynasty, with the best silk. Really antique. And I washed them," Yuuko added.
"Not entirely, though," Kakei said while she was touching the shirt. "There's a concentrated energy on them, a rather strong one."
"I really tried to remove it all, but some of it resisted." She sounded rather annoyed when she commented that.
"Some? This is not the whole thing?" He readjusted his glasses, nervous.
"Not even half of it."
"Dear Heavens..." Kakei was shocked. He couldn't imagine a guy with more than double of that magical presence. He was certain, with the energy and the whole history the pajamas had, Kudou-kun could actually explode just by touching it. "What kind of person did these clothes belong to? How did you get a man’s PJs anyway?"
"...they were a friend of mine's."
"Really? And did he just give them to you, or were they a payment?"
"...none. He, um, left them at my place one day, and never asked them back." Yuuko seemed uncomfortable.
"Let me get this straight." Kakei had returned to his teasing self. "This 'friend' of yours happened to bring his night garments to your house, just because? Oh my, that doesn't sound like a friendship, it's more like an affair, dear Yuuko-san."
"Oh, shut UP!" Now Yuuko seemed both embarrassed and angry. "You know I love gossiping with you, Kakei, but I'm not talking about him with you."
"Sorry... I touched a soft spot, didn't I?" Kakei imagined this was a man who Yuuko truly loved, even though she didn't seem keen to admit it. He understood why she was giving them to him as a payment for the valuable jug: they were precious to her, but at the same time a burden.
A silence fell, until Kakei spoke again.
"I'm taking it as a payment." He smiled. "Do you reckon it's going to look good on me?"
"Sure I do, that's why I chose that one for you: it matches your eyes."
"Hah! You have more than one? Gee, that 'friend' used to crash at your place freq..."
"You might need," she interrupted him, annoyed by his smirk, "to fix it up a little bit, since the guy was bigger than you."
"Bigger? From where?"
"Shoulders. And he was taller." Yuuko couldn't resist a grin. "I can't compare you from any other places, not until I talk to Saiga."
They laughed.
"Do you think Saiga will want me in this outfit? Honestly."
"Why wouldn't he. You're a good-looking man, and you seem the type to look great in one of those. If you weren't hopelessly gay, and you didn't smirk like a bastard, I'd so hit on you. Heck, no, I'd hit on you because of the stupid smirk. And the glasses, too. They're my kind of thing."
"Why, thank you! And if I were straight, I'd so hit on you as well. You have pretty hair, nice body. Too bad you're so stubborn and manipulative."
"Like you aren't! I know what you're planning for your employees."
"Am I so transparent? Too bad I can't read your future from your eyes, like you read my intentions from mine."
"Thanks, hun, but I already know what I need to." She got up, took the jug and went to the door.