Loss of Translation
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Category:
+S to Z › Tsubasa
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
20
Views:
5,051
Reviews:
37
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own or make any money off of the Tsubasa fandom. The characters and all plot lines associated to the original story belong to CLAMP.
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A/N : Thanks again to my reviewers: Dove, sylverart and sud1l0v3. Sorry to keep you waiting!
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Kurogane woke suddenly as someone touched his arm. He sat up and saw Fai reaching for him, shivering uncontrollably.
“Shit.” Kuro jumped out of bed and knelt beside his companion, “Are you hurting? Do you need some more medicine?” He placed a comforting hand on the blonde head and lifted the other in a pantomime of drinking. Fai shook his head. “Are you cold?” He crossed his arms in front of his chest and shivered slightly. Fai nodded.
“Cowld.” Fai’s attempt at speech was hindered by the chattering of his teeth.
Kuro grabbed the blanket off his bed and draped it over the mage. He stood and went to the hearth, where he had a small fire going within moments. Placing the pot of soup next to the coals, he returned to his still shivering friend. Kneeling again, he began rubbing his hands over Fai’s back and limbs, willing the heat to return.
Once the shaking had subsided, Kuro urged Fai to eat. This mainly consisted of him holding the spoon full of soup in front of the mage’s face and glaring. Crude, but effective. Fai managed to swallow most of the contents of the bowl before turning away. As he laid back down to sleep, Fai grabbed Kuro’s hand and squeezed, smiling slightly. Kurogane, unsure of how to respond, simply squeezed back. Fai’s smile widened briefly before he slipped back into sleep.
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Kurogane was still sitting by Fai’s bed holding his hand when someone knocked on the door. It was the Commander.
“Did you find the men responsible?”
“I did. After some...investigating...I was able to obtain the information.”
Kurogane smirked at the Commander’s use of the word ‘investigating’. He would like to do some ‘investigating’ of his own.
“Who?”
“Before I tell you, perhaps we should sit. None of the information I have is pleasant.” Kurogane nodded towards the cushions by the dining table. The two men sat. “One of my lieutenants, the man you stabbed in the baths the other day, along with two other officers, a guard and a member of the kitchen staff, were responsible for assaulting Fai. They’ve all been found and detained.”
“Five?! There were five of them?!” Kurogane asked incredulous.
“I’m afraid so. They’d apparently been planning on assaulting Fai for some time. I cannot apologize enough for being so dismissive of the problem.” The Commander bowed slightly towards the dark-haired warrior. Kurogane bowed in response, accepting the apology. “Has he spoken at all?” The Commander gestured towards the sleeping blonde.
“He told me he was cold, but that’s it. Mostly he just sleeps, but the healer said that was what he needed. He did smile though.”
“That’s a good sign at least.”
“With him, not usually. It a pretty good indicator that he’s hiding something he really doesn’t want you to find out. Pity it’s not going to work this time.” Kuro grinned in a half ironic, half vicious way.
“So communication is improving then?”
The grin vanished.
“Well...no. We’re still limited to hand signs and facial expressions.”
“I see. My information only tells us who hurt him. Without knowing how they hurt him, we will not be able to help him, and that could be more dangerous then the actual incident.”
Rubbing his hand through his thick hair, Kuro sighed. The Commander made a valid point. He was going to need a more reliable way to communicate with his companion. Pantomimes and glares would only get him so far, and it would take him months to teach Fai his language, assuming he was willing to learn.
“I....” Kuro steeled himself against the seeming inevitability of asking the Dimension Witch for help. Who knew how much this favor was going to cost him. He glanced at Fai as the blonde turned in his coverings. The light from the window cast an almost ethereal light on the pale face, highlighting the welts on his cheek. To hell with his pride. Fai needed help, and she was his only option. “Do you have any one here who can help me contact another world?”
TBC
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Kurogane woke suddenly as someone touched his arm. He sat up and saw Fai reaching for him, shivering uncontrollably.
“Shit.” Kuro jumped out of bed and knelt beside his companion, “Are you hurting? Do you need some more medicine?” He placed a comforting hand on the blonde head and lifted the other in a pantomime of drinking. Fai shook his head. “Are you cold?” He crossed his arms in front of his chest and shivered slightly. Fai nodded.
“Cowld.” Fai’s attempt at speech was hindered by the chattering of his teeth.
Kuro grabbed the blanket off his bed and draped it over the mage. He stood and went to the hearth, where he had a small fire going within moments. Placing the pot of soup next to the coals, he returned to his still shivering friend. Kneeling again, he began rubbing his hands over Fai’s back and limbs, willing the heat to return.
Once the shaking had subsided, Kuro urged Fai to eat. This mainly consisted of him holding the spoon full of soup in front of the mage’s face and glaring. Crude, but effective. Fai managed to swallow most of the contents of the bowl before turning away. As he laid back down to sleep, Fai grabbed Kuro’s hand and squeezed, smiling slightly. Kurogane, unsure of how to respond, simply squeezed back. Fai’s smile widened briefly before he slipped back into sleep.
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Kurogane was still sitting by Fai’s bed holding his hand when someone knocked on the door. It was the Commander.
“Did you find the men responsible?”
“I did. After some...investigating...I was able to obtain the information.”
Kurogane smirked at the Commander’s use of the word ‘investigating’. He would like to do some ‘investigating’ of his own.
“Who?”
“Before I tell you, perhaps we should sit. None of the information I have is pleasant.” Kurogane nodded towards the cushions by the dining table. The two men sat. “One of my lieutenants, the man you stabbed in the baths the other day, along with two other officers, a guard and a member of the kitchen staff, were responsible for assaulting Fai. They’ve all been found and detained.”
“Five?! There were five of them?!” Kurogane asked incredulous.
“I’m afraid so. They’d apparently been planning on assaulting Fai for some time. I cannot apologize enough for being so dismissive of the problem.” The Commander bowed slightly towards the dark-haired warrior. Kurogane bowed in response, accepting the apology. “Has he spoken at all?” The Commander gestured towards the sleeping blonde.
“He told me he was cold, but that’s it. Mostly he just sleeps, but the healer said that was what he needed. He did smile though.”
“That’s a good sign at least.”
“With him, not usually. It a pretty good indicator that he’s hiding something he really doesn’t want you to find out. Pity it’s not going to work this time.” Kuro grinned in a half ironic, half vicious way.
“So communication is improving then?”
The grin vanished.
“Well...no. We’re still limited to hand signs and facial expressions.”
“I see. My information only tells us who hurt him. Without knowing how they hurt him, we will not be able to help him, and that could be more dangerous then the actual incident.”
Rubbing his hand through his thick hair, Kuro sighed. The Commander made a valid point. He was going to need a more reliable way to communicate with his companion. Pantomimes and glares would only get him so far, and it would take him months to teach Fai his language, assuming he was willing to learn.
“I....” Kuro steeled himself against the seeming inevitability of asking the Dimension Witch for help. Who knew how much this favor was going to cost him. He glanced at Fai as the blonde turned in his coverings. The light from the window cast an almost ethereal light on the pale face, highlighting the welts on his cheek. To hell with his pride. Fai needed help, and she was his only option. “Do you have any one here who can help me contact another world?”
TBC