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[FIC] Grey Dawn Part Four - Cold
Sep. 2nd, 2008 03:23 pmBeloved, Grey Dawn Remix - VNV Nation
It's colder than before
The seasons took all they had come for
Now winter dances here
It seems so fitting don't you think
To dress the ground in white
And grey.
For Vernajast. Thank you.
Just a little fic for Vernajast inspired by a prompt from her and because I needed something to fulfill my angst quotient. Semi-AU, post-Kyuubi where Minato didn't die. Kakashi is in his late teens.
Warnings: Rated R for dark, mature themes. Violence. Angst. Getting closer to the NOT tender, fluffy smex. There was supposed to be sex, yes, but not the roses, wine, candlelight, and silk sheets variety. I blame Minato. This is a mission, damnit. *He* wanted tender fluffy stuff but I stood firm :) So NEXT part, I promise... and only two more parts. It's all coming to a head soon, for better or worse.
Also thanks to lecanis, frackin_sweet, and fricken_cheng for discussion, input, and quick read overs.
( He was dazed as lips pressed against his, not sweet, warm and pliant as in too, too many long nights' fantasies, but cold and stiff, chapped, bitter and salty with blood and tears. )
It's colder than before
The seasons took all they had come for
Now winter dances here
It seems so fitting don't you think
To dress the ground in white
And grey.
For Vernajast. Thank you.
Just a little fic for Vernajast inspired by a prompt from her and because I needed something to fulfill my angst quotient. Semi-AU, post-Kyuubi where Minato didn't die. Kakashi is in his late teens.
Warnings: Rated R for dark, mature themes. Violence. Angst. Getting closer to the NOT tender, fluffy smex. There was supposed to be sex, yes, but not the roses, wine, candlelight, and silk sheets variety. I blame Minato. This is a mission, damnit. *He* wanted tender fluffy stuff but I stood firm :) So NEXT part, I promise... and only two more parts. It's all coming to a head soon, for better or worse.
Also thanks to lecanis, frackin_sweet, and fricken_cheng for discussion, input, and quick read overs.
( He was dazed as lips pressed against his, not sweet, warm and pliant as in too, too many long nights' fantasies, but cold and stiff, chapped, bitter and salty with blood and tears. )
