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Test Drive
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Join Date: Oct 2008
Location: USA
Age: 33
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Another pre-BtBR short, this time featuring Kyouya, Miyuki, Fiasse, and Elise as kids. Set sometime before Elise was taken away, so it's just the four of them goofing around.
Spoiler for Tiny Heart:
“Ouch!”
The toy sword hit the ground with a thud; clutching her wrist, eight-year-old Miyuki plopped down beside it, fighting back angry tears even as the pain stung at her pride. “Kyou-chan!” she wailed. “You cheated!”
“I did not.” Frowning, the ten-year-old boy lowered his own toy sword.
“You said you wouldn’t aim for my wrist!”
“It’s not my fault! You were slow!”
Miyuki’s lower lip trembled dangerously. Desperate to prove his innocence, Kyouya looked around. “I didn’t cheat!” he insisted, and his eyes fell upon Elise, the same age as him, who was absently playing around with a water gun. “Right, Elise?”
The blonde blinked, looking up from her toy. “Sorry,” she said with a shrug. “I wasn’t watching.”
Kyouya deflated at that; being only ten he’d never admit it, but he’d been hoping to impress her with his moves. Realizing she wasn’t going to get any support, Miyuki began to whimper.
“Honestly, you two.” A flurry of skirts and long light brown hair, twelve-year-old Fiasse Crystera gently knelt beside Miyuki, wiping away a few tears that had leaked free. “I told you not to practice your sword fighting here. Elise doesn’t even like swords.”
Sniffling, Miyuki latched onto Fiasse’s waist. “He cheated,” she said as the older girl gently ran a hand through her hair. “He said he wouldn’t hit my wrist, but he did.”
Fiasse shot Kyouya a look over Miyuki’s head. Grumbling, the boy kicked at the grass. “I did not,” he muttered. “She moves slow.”
Fiasse sighed. “Kyouya, your father said Miyuki’s still learning.”
“So? It isn’t my fault she wanted to fight.” Once again, Kyouya sought out Elise.
The blonde sighed, giving her water gun a quick shake and pleased by the sound of water sloshing around inside, indicating it was full; Tiore or Alfred must have filled it when she wasn’t looking. “I told you, Kyouya, I wasn’t watching. Swords are stupid, anyway.”
In a flash Kyouya forgot about defending his honor; his brown eyes slowly narrowed. “Swords aren’t stupid.”
“Yeah they are.” Enjoying herself immensely, Elise scrambled to her feet and took aim. “They’re slow and take too long to hurt the bad guy. You can hurt bad guys a lot faster with guns.”
Fiasse sighed. Such violent imaginations, she thought. They were only ten.
And then, to prove her point, Elise squeezed the trigger.
Kyouya stared blankly at the dark wet spot on his chest before he slowly lifted his eyes; Elise was giggling like a fiend even as she started to back up, a tight grip still on her water gun. After several minutes, Kyouya lifted his sword. “You realize,” he said solemnly, “this means war.”
That did it.
With a shriek of delight Elise hurtled away, a tiny golden bullet all on her own, and Kyouya was hot on her heels. Fiasse watched the pair streak into the hallways of the School, laughing and squealing. She heard Kyouya shout, and knew Elise must have landed another shot. “Should I break them up?” she wondered.
Miyuki shook her head and snuggled, fully enjoying her current position. “No,” she said. “Kyou-chan deserves it anyway. He cheated.”
Fiasse giggled and gently ruffled Miyuki’s hair. “I guess you’re right,” she murmured. Miyuki grinned up at her before she noticed the golden cross that hung around her neck; it was small, with a purple stone set in the center, and she hadn’t been wearing it earlier.
“Where’d you get that cross, Fiasse?”
Fiasse smiled. “My father gave it to me.”
Miyuki reached up and gently rested a hand against the stone, her eyes curious. “It’s really pretty,” she murmured.
Fiasse giggled again.
“Thanks, Miyuki.”
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