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For: self-imposed fic challenge

Series: Full Metal Panic

 

Last Modified: 2004.07.01

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The package was wrapped in glossy rose pink paper.  Its unevenly tucked corners and haphazardly slapped on strips of scotch tape gave off this adorably clumsy I-don’t-know-anything-about-wrapping-presents-but-I-did-my-best feel that Kaname Chidori liked.  But she decided not to take any chances.  “Sousuke, if this is what I think it is---”

 

“I did all necessary precautions and guarantee that the item will not inflict physical or psychological harm to your person.”

 

That didn’t sound good.  “This is a birthday present, isn’t it?”

 

“Affirmative.”

 

“From you?”

 

“Yes.”

 

            She stared at him, but he only stared back.  A waitress appeared, wiping hands on the front of her short checkered outfit, and started clearing the table next to theirs.  The clanging of spoons and forks against glass and china reminded her of the scene they made a quick getaway from --- various explosives going off in unexpected places, a huge quicksand trap, people hanging from trees screaming bloody murder.  It was rather sad, Chidori thought.  Not even on her birthday would Sousuke stop being Sousuke. 

 

            Then again, it was the same overly paranoid, trigger-happy Sousuke who asked if they could go somewhere quiet, because he wanted to give her something.  It was the same Sousuke who bought --- and worked with --- pink wrapping paper.  That alone was enough to forgive him. 

 

            She flashed him her best smile.  “Thank you.”  Then brightly, “Is it all right if I open it?”

 

            “Yes.”  The tips of his ears were red.

 

            It took her a while to work through the layers of scotch tape (“A safety precaution, because you’ll never know what would happen”),

 

 

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