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esp_dragonFandom: Noblesse
Summary: Life is normal and quiet – this isn't normal.
Rating: K
Notes: Spoilers up to chapter 154.
Set post-series. Assumes Seira and Regis come back.
For the prompt 'Noblesse, M-21/Tao/Takeo, domestic'
Genre: General
Word count: 431
Status: Complete
The plates squeaked as M-21 cleaned them, the water moving in the other sink as Takio rinsed some cutlery. Tao was walking the children to the door, all of them laughing heartily at the fun they'd had that evening. And…M-21 realised that this had become standard for their days: they would wake up, work at the school, the children would come over to play games or just hang out, and then he, Takio and Tao would have a few hours to do whatever they wanted, unless it was the weekend. Even then, they'd be accompanying Seira when she went shopping (where it eventually meant having to follow Tao through electronic shops, Takio through the hair care section), helping Frankenstein on his quest to make the perfect ramen bowl for Rai, or…just whatever they felt like doing at the time. Watching a movie, wandering the city, getting dragged out with the children.
They hadn't been in a proper fight where blood was spilled for months now, M-21 realised with a start. They still sparred with each other, just in case something did come up, but they didn’t do it with the same intense concentration as they did before, more like it was exercise they did together, like they did everything else.
Tao loped an arm around his neck, drawing him close, and M-21 could see him do the same with Takio, who let him do that with a roll of his eyes and a snort.
"What's up?" Tao asked him, bumping his forehead with his own.
M-21 watched the water slosh in the sink. "This is normal," he said, his voice fainter than usual. This was domestic; who would have thought he would be doing this so long that he would get used to it?
Takio moved his shoulders a bit to free him enough from Tao's arm to look at M-21, an eyebrow raised. "Yeah…?"
M-21 could feel a small smile on his lips, and he shook his head. "It doesn't matter."
Tao loosened his arms so M-21 and Takio could stand up properly, and Takio and Tao shared a look. "Uh-huh," they said together, turning back to him.
When M-21 didn't elaborate, Tao scratched his chin with a finger. "Anyway, there's this new game I wanna try out – it's fantasy with magic and all other cool stuff so…?"
M-21's smile grew. "Sounds like fun."
"After we're done with the dishes," Takio commented.
"Heh. Of course."
Another component of their life that was normal was fearing for lives if they ever left work that Frankenstein had left them to do undone.
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Haha, I seem determined to get them to play Second Life. XDD
Summary: Life is normal and quiet – this isn't normal.
Rating: K
Notes: Spoilers up to chapter 154.
Set post-series. Assumes Seira and Regis come back.
For the prompt 'Noblesse, M-21/Tao/Takeo, domestic'
Genre: General
Word count: 431
Status: Complete
The plates squeaked as M-21 cleaned them, the water moving in the other sink as Takio rinsed some cutlery. Tao was walking the children to the door, all of them laughing heartily at the fun they'd had that evening. And…M-21 realised that this had become standard for their days: they would wake up, work at the school, the children would come over to play games or just hang out, and then he, Takio and Tao would have a few hours to do whatever they wanted, unless it was the weekend. Even then, they'd be accompanying Seira when she went shopping (where it eventually meant having to follow Tao through electronic shops, Takio through the hair care section), helping Frankenstein on his quest to make the perfect ramen bowl for Rai, or…just whatever they felt like doing at the time. Watching a movie, wandering the city, getting dragged out with the children.
They hadn't been in a proper fight where blood was spilled for months now, M-21 realised with a start. They still sparred with each other, just in case something did come up, but they didn’t do it with the same intense concentration as they did before, more like it was exercise they did together, like they did everything else.
Tao loped an arm around his neck, drawing him close, and M-21 could see him do the same with Takio, who let him do that with a roll of his eyes and a snort.
"What's up?" Tao asked him, bumping his forehead with his own.
M-21 watched the water slosh in the sink. "This is normal," he said, his voice fainter than usual. This was domestic; who would have thought he would be doing this so long that he would get used to it?
Takio moved his shoulders a bit to free him enough from Tao's arm to look at M-21, an eyebrow raised. "Yeah…?"
M-21 could feel a small smile on his lips, and he shook his head. "It doesn't matter."
Tao loosened his arms so M-21 and Takio could stand up properly, and Takio and Tao shared a look. "Uh-huh," they said together, turning back to him.
When M-21 didn't elaborate, Tao scratched his chin with a finger. "Anyway, there's this new game I wanna try out – it's fantasy with magic and all other cool stuff so…?"
M-21's smile grew. "Sounds like fun."
"After we're done with the dishes," Takio commented.
"Heh. Of course."
Another component of their life that was normal was fearing for lives if they ever left work that Frankenstein had left them to do undone.
Haha, I seem determined to get them to play Second Life. XDD
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