Headcanon short fics ~ Part One

[vioni_girl16]

 Fandom: Samurai Warriors (It's an AU fic though...)
Characters: Mitsunari Ishida and Sakon Shima.
Pairing: Sako/Mitsu
Warnings: M/M pairing but that's about it.
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Hot Summer Days...

"Where is it?" Mitsunari tore his room apart for the eighth time that day. 

He couldn't find it. But it was just here! 

Cursing, he threw a hand through his auburn tresses in frustration and looked about at the destruction he'd brought upon his room. Clothes strewn about, books scattered over the floors and other miscellaneous items were here in there. His entire bed was cluttered and in disarray. He may have taken things too far in this pursuit, but this was somewhat necessary.

Actually, it was vital. I've got to give that man a taste of his own medicine! But... where is it?

Sakon had just strolled in from work, briefcase thrown over his shoulder, keys in hand and lips whistling a catchy tune. Mitsunari wanted to get him while he least expected it -- and this was a better time than ever.

Mitsunari was close to a panic. If he didn't find it soon, Sakon would probably beat him to the punch.

Wiping sweat from his brow, he took in some air, and put in a bid for patience. Stay calm, you'll find it. You've just got to stay --

"Afternoon,"

Mitsunari made a dramatically slow turn towards the figure leaning against he door-frame of his room. Always cool as a cucumber, Sakon was. The usual smirk plastered on that face of his.

"Sakon... You're home." was his careful wording. He maintained his composure despite his anxiousness. He would find it, he just to get Sakon out of the way so he could finish searching.

A glint came to Sakon's eye. He glanced over the wreckage that had overcome Mitsunari's room and squint his eyes before laying them on the man once again. "It's junky in here. You should clean more often." 

His suggestive choice of term caused Mitsunari to involuntarily twitch. Swalling hard, he choked out: "I'm going to take care of this. I'm... trying to find a shirt I'm missing."

A brief pause.

And then...

"A shirt?" Sakon mused quietly, stroking his chin. "Really?"

"Yes, really! Now get out so I can finish!" 

Stumbling over a small pile of shoes, he gently pushed at the bigger male, urging him out with hastiness. Sakon turned on his heels and started away, but did send a peculiar look over his shoulder at the redhead. Stopping abruptly, he caused the delicate man to crash into his back. 

Not giving him another moment of complain, Sakon turned slightly and snaked his hand on the pretty skin of Mitsunari's nape. The redhead tensed up, slowly lifting his head to meet his older mate. "W-What?"

There was a darkness to his eyes; made all the more intense by the narrowed stare he held on him. Mitsunari returned the gesture, but his hands clung tightly to the man's shirt.

Once again, a heavy silence befell them.

It was the smooth, but low sequence of words that flowed from Sakon's lips that sealed the deal for the rest of the evening.

"I'm on to you... Micchan."

Mitsunari remained unshaken, "I assure you, you have nothing to worry about, Sakon."

A sharp grin graced his features as he moved in closer to the red haired beauty, "We'll see."

*~*

He couldn't keep his cool anymore, no matter how hard he tried.

Mitsunari took the cloth around his neck once more and wiped at the sweat on his brow. The pressure was on. Sakon was watching his every move, and made sure to let him know.

Even now, as they both stood in the kitchen preparing dinner, Mitsunari watched Sakon closely too. The man was incredibly quiet, completely unlike him at all. This was a foreboding sign; it was coming, and there was nothing he could do to stop him.

Mitsunari fleetingly considering using the oldest trick in the book.

Seduction.

Of course, it was ridiculous, but at this point, he'd do anything to prevent his mate from attacking him.

"Sakon?"

"Yes, my dear?" he sang in a chipper tune. He had just completed his task; a triple-decker sandwich topped off with all his favorite extras, and he was eager to have Mitsunari try one as well. He had specifically chosen a simple dinner, Mitsunari was certain it was to somehow not make the situation in the house worse than it already was.

"...What can I... you... I..." Dammit, of all times! Why am I always so bad at this...?

"Don't, Mitsunari." Sakon said, his voice notably grave. "You don't want to do that. So, I do what I must..." he whirled around to him then, hands tied behind his back and eyes heavily upon his beautiful mate. "I suppose that's difficult for you to understand?"

Mitsunari shivered. "N-No... but I --"

"There's no need." he shook his head. "I can't be reasoned with, because I know better."

At a temporary loss of words, Mitsunari did a bad impersonation of a fish before dropping his head. "How long must I suffer this...?"

"Until I fix it."

"When will that be?"

Sakon shrugged, "In due time..."

"I see... may I go to my room for a minute?"

Sakon narrowed his eyes before answering. "Sure..."

*~*

I can't find it... oh God... Mitsunari collapsed to the floor. Beads of sweat trickled off his skin as he laid there on a pile of clothes. His gaze trained on the ceiling, he watched the fan turn slowly, lacking the energy to move.

Could it be... he... he found it? His stomach sank as he replayed the conversation from earlier. It was fact now that he would be forced to endure this torture until things were fixed.

He fell into despair, anticipating the moment Sakon would walk in and begin the assault. Maybe if he closed his eyes, he could will himself numb.

No... I have to fight him. I can't just meekly take this!

A sudden surge of power came to his fatigued body. Sakon may have the advantage, but he was not going to submit easily.

"Did you find it?"

Mitsunari sighed, draping a hand over his face and discreetly wiping a bead of sweat from his temple. "No."

"Wow, and you worked all this time to find it..." Sakon chuckled shortly, he was even more amused once Mitsunari sent him a sharp glare. "Chill, Micchan -- you look to be boiling with rage."

"Knock it off already." Mitsunari sat up quickly and stood his ground before the man. He wasn't nervous; he would be strong, even if the man was intimidatingly tall, dark and handsome. What an unnecessary thought... "You have it, don't you?"

"Did you really think I wouldn't find it? Come on, Mitsunari, you're not that naive, are you?"

"Don't mock me! Hand it over."

It was at this time, he noticed the man had his hands tucked behind his back...

Mitsunari blanched, "Sakon, you better not. I told you I'm done taking this from you. Now, leave me alone."

"You know I can't do that. I... feel compelled to do this." he leaned down to whisper into his Micchan's ear, "You look so hot and bothered."

"Sakon --"

"Too late."

"Sakon!"

He saw them for only a second before Sakon had pulled the triggers.

*~*

Mitsunari threw another pile of soaking wet clothes in the dryer, all the while grumbling angrily under his breath. "I should've known! Why the hell do I even bother? Sakon's always one step ahead..."

As the clothes dried, he came from the laundry room and flopped down on the living room couch with a huff. Whistling, his gaze drift to the ceiling fan. It was off, unlike the one in his room... "Well, at least it's fixed in here..."

Sakon practically waltzed into the room then. His face glowing with cheer, "Mitsun! Good morning!"

"Hmph," Mitsunari crossed his arms and looked away stubbornly.

"Eh? What's the matter, Baby?" 

Mitsunari was taken aback, "D-Don't you... 'Baby' me! After what you put me through this entire week!" 

Sakon burst into a fit of laughter. "Oh that? Mitsunari, I was just trying to make things better! You were miserable!" he said wiping at a tear.

"It was cold, Sakon. And you know how much I hate cold!"

"Same here, but you don't like heat all that much either, do you?"

"I like to be comfortable."

"I know. But hey, I did give you an ultimatum. All you have to do... is sleep with me."

The lovely redhead went redder than a tomato. "I-I... stop that! Why would I do that?!"

Sakon shook his head, not even bothering to hide his amusement. "Because the only room that the air conditioning keeps cool is my room."

"I-I -- it works in here now, so I'll just sleep out here."

Taking a seat beside him, Sakon reached for him, only to be quickly rejected once he sprang away. His demeanor softened, and he tried once again, "Mitsunari, I refuse to let you sleep on the couch. I want you to be comfy."

"Yeah, and I'm very comfortable being sprayed with cold water." he growled.

"Heh, could've sworn I ran mild water into the containers..."

"Grr..."

Sakon reached once again and this time managed to get him at his side. "Sorry about all this. I know it's early... but I assure you, I won't do anything you don't want me to."

"Thanks."

"Hmm?"

"For... not pushing me..."

Sakon raised a brow but quickly offered the kindest smile he could. "Yeah, well, I didn't want you to do anything you weren't ready for."

A small smile came to Mitsunari's face, "Your methods are very unorthodox for 'taking care of me', if not completely absurd. Nonetheless, I... um..."

"You don't have to say it." Sakon placed a small kiss on his forehead and started to take his leave, but not before saying, "Oh, and I'll try to have the a.c. fixed in your room by the end of the week."

Mitsunari felt like he'd been struck by lightning, "W-Wait... does that mean --"

"Of course!" Sakon sang joyously. "Can't have you going to bed hot, ya know?"

*~* 

That night, Sakon slept in sheer bliss with Mitsunari curled up beside him. He fancied he'd call this another victory, if it weren't for the repercussions...

After the third day he stopped putting off the repairs and got to work. 

He got tired of waking up every day to a blast of ice cold water in his face.

Mitsunari, on the other hand, was on cloud nine. 

He managed to get his revenge thrice once he finally found his water gun.

And having a mate like Sakon to sleep with every night was a nice bonus.

~END~ 

I... have no words. I tried to keep things ambiguously weird in the beginning so it wouldn't be easy to figure out if they were gonna kill each other or something but I don't know if it worked out or not lol 

Well anyway, I hope it was good. I'm exhausted now and must sleep.

Toodles!

~Vio