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Early Christmas Present: Exiles Snippet
SMNephrite in Exiles - dark_branwen
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Set during the summer when the boys are staying at the summer house which belongs to Isamu and Xavier's family. Ken has decided to cure Mamoru of being a fashion victim using condiments. This does not go down well with our favourite fashion snob.

“NO! KEN!” Mamoru shoved and tore out of Ken’s hands. “You cannot use mustard, this is a VERSACE shirt!”

“Oh, well, that’s different,” Ken said with a nod, putting the jar down.

Mamoru nodded, relieved that Ken was finally seeing sense. He relaxed and let out a breath.

“This calls for the MODENA BALSAMIC VINEGAR!” Ken declared, throwing open cupboard doors and pulling out a large dark bottle, his eyes gleaming with manic enjoyment.

“NO, not the BALSAMIC VINEGAR! DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT’LL DO TO THIS SHIRT?!” Mamoru howled, backing away.

“Yep and that’s exactly why I’m gonna spray it all over that designer piece of crap,” Ken said with supreme satisfaction. “You, my friend, are a label addict. You need to be saved from yourself. Just think of this as a necessary intervention.”

“Spraying balsamic vinegar all over my shirt is NOT an intervention!” Mamoru threw back, pelting for the door into the games room. But just as his fingers touched the handle, he felt a jet of liquid spray across his back. The wail of anguish that came through the door made Xavier and Isamu look up from their card game.

“He got the vinegar out,” Xavier said with a shake of his head.

“The fool,” Isamu stated. He put down the Knave of Clubs.

The door was wrenched open and Ken shot through like a comet. “It’s a fucking SHIRT, Mamoru, you can buy a new one!” he threw back over his shoulder, though the two men noticed he didn’t slow down.

“THAT – IS NOT – THE POINT!” Mamoru yelled, flying after him.

Both Isamu and Xavier caught sight of his shirt at exactly the same time and both snorted. Xavier put his hand over his mouth but Isamu didn’t bother to hide his amusement. Mamoru’s shirt was now decorated in Jackson Pollock-esque dark brown streaks and blots which were already soaking into the fine cotton. He looked like a walking work of modern art. Mamoru wheeled on them.

“What?” he demanded in a voice that was deadly quiet.

“It’s a nice shirt, Mamoru,” Xavier said innocently.

Isamu guffawed. “It was a nice shirt, you mean.”

Mamoru grabbed the nearest liquid to hand, which happened to be lemonade, and hurled it over Isamu. Isamu stopped laughing and Xavier put his hand over his face. Mamoru saw Isamu’s expression and had a sudden moment of clarity: Oh shit.

“Oh, it is on like DONKEY KONG, MY FRIEND!” Isamu shouted, leaping to his feet and kicking the chair back. “KEN! Get back here, the tables just turned!”

The blood drained out of Mamoru’s face. He glanced at Xavier and Xavier shook his head. “Don’t even think about it,” he said out of the corner of his mouth.

Ken crashed back into the room. He took in the situation – scared Mamoru, soaked Isamu – in one glance and gave a massive grin. “Boy, did you make the wrong choice,” he said casually to Mamoru. “I suggest you run. He’s WAY more inventive than I am. We’ll give you a ten second head start, since Isa knows the place better.”

Mamoru took his advice and scarpered. A few seconds ticked by and then Isamu stretched. “We should go.”

“But it’s only been five seconds,” Xavier objected.

“Precisely,” Isamu answered with a wolfish grin. "Ken, get the Sauvignon AND the balsamic vinegar."

Ken whooped and grabbed the wine bottle from the rack. "He's gonna hate us!"

"No, he won't hate us until we pour them over his head," Isamu said sweetly, ushering him through the door and throwing Xavier one mischievous look before closing it.

Xavier looked at his hand. The Queen of Diamonds and the Queen of Hearts gazed back at him. "And I was winning as well," he muttered, gathering the cards up and shuffling them again.

"What was all the noise?" Takehiko asked, walking in from the terrace. He had just finished his daily morning sword training and was half naked. Grabbing a glass from the draining board, he filled it with water and began to drink.

"I think Mamoru may be regretting that wish for "real brothers"," Xavier answered. "Isa and Ken decided to show him what a real food fight is. Only Ken did it by spray painting Mamoru's favourite shirt with balsamic vinegar and Mamoru got really mad and then he dumped lemonade over Isa, so now Isa and Ken have ganged up on him."

Takehiko paused, thinking. "The Versace shirt?"

Xavier nodded.

Takehiko shrugged. "Waste of money."

"I know, right?"

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"What was all the noise?" Takehiko asked, walking in from the terrace. He had just finished his daily morning sword training and was half naked. Grabbing a glass from the draining board, he filled it with water and began to drink.
You know how to make me happy, don't you?
*drools*

I loved this outtake/snippet/drabble, seeing the boys behaving stupidly together is a joy! :)

*lol* I had to include a bit of imagined eye candy. ;)

seeing the boys behaving stupidly together is a joy! :)

Writing them behaving stupidly was a joy, too! :D

Half-naked Shitennou fix. Check *grins* . Some bishie skin makes life better, yo.

I share Ken sentiments about Versace and I'd be more than happy to have a shirtless , dripping Mamo-chan around rather than a crappy-shirt clad one :p . BUT I'M MOURNING THE MODENA BALSAMIC VINEGAR TT___TT Eli, the food devoteee, be it with or without porn XD

I live in hope that one day you will sketch a scene from "Exiles". :) Or just half-naked Takehiko with a sword, if you prefer.

I'd be more than happy to have a shirtless , dripping Mamo-chan around rather than a crappy-shirt clad one :p

You and Usagi both.

BUT I'M MOURNING THE MODENA BALSAMIC VINEGAR TT___TT

Shhh. *pats* He didn't use all of it, trust me. And besides, it was for a good cause. You can't just ruin a Versace shirt with ANY old condiment. ;D

I live in hope that one day you will sketch a scene from "Exiles". :) *coughs* I'm hoping the same actually and I wonder at how it has not happened yet *coughs* maybe an update from you would entice my Muse
*wiggles eyebrows*
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You and Usagi both. there are some deep and meaningful affinities you can't buy with money... for everything else there's balsamic vinegar and... you know XD


also... yay, a Neph avatar <3

I'm hoping the same actually and I wonder at how it has not happened yet *coughs* maybe an update from you would entice my Muse *wiggles eyebrows*

Oh, it's blackmail now, is it? :P I will try my best, though some sketches of the boys would entice MY muse. ;)

there are some deep and meaningful affinities you can't buy with money... for everything else there's balsamic vinegar

That depends on whether Usagi likes balsamic vinegar, doesn't it? Hmm, I think I just saw a plot bunny hop out from the corner.

OMG bromatic Exiles drabble? It MUST be Christmas!

The Versace shirt kills me. Mamoru is not only a dude with no taste, but a dude with a lot of money who has no taste. I like how all of them agree on this point. Although that is a pretty harsh intervention. Eli's got the right idea: I hope the next scene involves a shirtless Mamoru dripping with balsamic vinegar.

And half-naked Takehiko! Eeee!

Hee, so glad you enjoyed the little present!

The Versace shirt kills me. Mamoru is not only a dude with no taste, but a dude with a lot of money who has no taste.

Hey, we all make fashion mistakes. He's just a bit too attached to this one. But yes, having all that money makes it SO much worse.

I like how all of them agree on this point. Although that is a pretty harsh intervention.

They're boys, what do you expect? *lol* And he just shouldn't have thrown that lemonade over Isamu. That's when things got really harsh. But none of them share Mamoru's love for labels (though Takehiko loves a well-made suit).

Eli's got the right idea: I hope the next scene involves a shirtless Mamoru dripping with balsamic vinegar.

Maybe. It doesn't really drip. *lol*

And half-naked Takehiko! Eeee!

Wow, all the Takehiko fans are coming out tonight. I had no idea he was this popular.

Sea-sama is right here, Spirit: balsamic vinegar ( the real one ) doesn't drip as it's quite thick. It's closer to caramel sauce than vinegar, really ;D
Basically, it's a pretty awesome sour-sweet substance to lick ;p

Really? Apparently I've been buying the wrong stuff from the grocery store. Thanks for the food knowledge!

“Oh, it is on like DONKEY KONG, MY FRIEND!” Isamu shouted, leaping to his feet and kicking the chair back. “KEN! Get back here, the tables just turned!”

LOL. I love this story. So much. And great punchline, btw. Oh, and I agree with everyone, basically. Just have them running around in nothing but a pair of Calvin Klein briefs (there's a label no one can argue against) and dripping in balsamic vinegar and olive oil. Please.

LOL. I love this story. So much. And great punchline, btw.

Yeah, none of them really care about labels.

Oh, and I agree with everyone, basically. Just have them running around in nothing but a pair of Calvin Klein briefs (there's a label no one can argue against) and dripping in balsamic vinegar and olive oil. Please.

*SNORT* I'll see what I can do. ;)

I know I totally late leaving a comment, but I love boys from The Exiles. This was hilarous!

Thanks, I'm really glad you enjoyed it! ;)

So, I was on Exiles withdrawal, and decided to look through your journal and reread all your snippets and things.

AND I REALIZED I HAVE NEVER SEEN THIS ONE BEFORE.

Looooooooooooove ittttttttttttt. Omg I love Ken so much. And seriously, why does Takehiko ever need to wear clothes? Well, I mean, I do have that trench coat fetish too, but half-naked with sword? BETTER.

I did wonder why you'd never commented on it. I'm still waiting for a comment on White Horse (the story I wrote for the "Kaidou" teme) as well. ;)

Looooooooooooove ittttttttttttt. Omg I love Ken so much.

I know, he's so much fun, isn't he? XD

And seriously, why does Takehiko ever need to wear clothes? Well, I mean, I do have that trench coat fetish too, but half-naked with sword? BETTER.

Because otherwise Minako would be in hospital from a continual nosebleed? *snark* But yeah, I'm sure she will see him half-naked after a shower sooner or later. Minako's just that 'unlucky'. Will keep your fetish in mind. ;)

I know that I am really late commenting on this post, but I just reread Exiles (again for like the 5th time) and was checking out here to see if I missed an update, but instead I found this...Love it! You are one of the few writers that I love to read in Sailor Moon. I just love how you write the shitennou and no one really come close to you. I hope you update Exiles soon...
:D

Oh bless you. Thanks for commenting and I'm glad you enjoyed it.

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