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A Gift from the Imperial Guard

Summary:

Xianghua interrupts a certain monk's meditation to give him a special gift.

Notes:

(See the end of the work for notes.)

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The excited singing of Xianghua wakes me from my meditation.

 

“Xianghua?” I ask, reaching for my staff and using it to help me up slowly. “What's going on?”

 

“It's your birthday!!!!” She nearly screams, throwing her arms out wide. “I’m singing a birthday song! And I've got so much planned! There's a festival in a town, a new desert at a bakery, some crafts I bought from a merchant-”

 

“Hua- I- I don't…wanna do a lot.”

 

“...did I…did I overplan again?” she asks, her shoulders falling.

 

“Just a bit, but don't feel insecure about it,” I say quickly but calmly. “I really do appreciate how much you think all the time, Xianghua, even if it’s…overwhelming at times for me to keep up with.”

 

“I’m not…too much?” her hands are folded together, and she looks in my direction.

 

I shake my head, “Never.”

 

“So…birthday boy, what do you want to do then?” She says as she smiles, asking for my hand.

 

I grasp her hand lightly, and she flinches a little. “I never took you for the shy type, Hua…as for what I’d like to do…I think I’d like to look at the trees or walk by the river, maybe check out that festival later, as long as it’s not too loud!”

 

“Great!” She smiles wide, then seems shy. “I…uh…maybe I should get the gift out of the way?”

 

She seems so afraid, but…why?

 

She pulls out something from her bag, “Please don’t laugh, ‘kay?” She pulls out a red rabbit plush. It has flames on the side of its purple button eyes, and she taps it, “Cuz, amethyst, and February, y’know?” then taps its red handmade robe, with a bo staff slung behind it. “I know, I overdid the red…” she laughs shyly, and looks away.

 

“You…made this?” I take it from her gingerly, holding it in my hands. “It’s…adorable…” Now I’m the shy one…

 

“But it’s got a lopsided ear…and the stitchwork is really bad…”

 

“But you made it, so it’s worth more than any treasure in the world.” I ask to touch her cheek, and she says yes. I cup her cheek gently, allowing her to guide me, “Thank you, Hua…”

 

Her eyes get teary, “I…I hope you’ll hold it…when you’re stressed, or too cold, or when there’s too much going on, or someone scares you…”

 

“Considering I’ve fought a contorting pale…thing, a cursed pirate, lizardmen, Nightmare, and even Inferno…I feel this rabbit will get a lot of use. And I’m not quite joking, either…”

 

She snorts, then laughs. “C’mon, to the festival! Maxi’s waiting– he forced me to do this alone y’know– he can be such a bully sometimes!” She sticks her tongue out, “Just kidding! Hehe. Happy birthday, Kilik!”

 

As I follow her, I realize something that bites at my heart. I was an orphan taken in by Ling Sheng Su. This day might not even be when I was born. It might’ve been the day they found me at their doorstep. And all those who once celebrated it with me…

 

 Despite that…I can’t bring myself to care about what the “real” birthday could be. Or even the past for once. I simply want to walk beside the woman I love, and spend a day with my best friend. I don’t think that’s too much to ask, and I know Soul Edge can wait just one day.

Notes:

*Deep breath*

I AM ALIVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Well I've posted fics in other fandoms quite a bit, but I have been in a depressive state that simply hasn't ended. But hey, if I can't feel joy no matter what I do, might as well do things regardless, eh?

The usual ao3 curse things hit me; I nearly died several times, had doctors appointments, health issues, writer's block hit me ruthlessly, insecurity hit me, learned I might be dyslexic(!!!), had my mental health ruined so badly I went terribad places, y'know, normal things. Also got back into LOTR(Never put on Two Towers to help you sleep by the way unless you want to hear Gollum screaming in the first five minutes(unless that's your favorite kind of ASMR that is)) and SW(The Clone Wars cartoon is phenomenal), and trying to read historical mysteries so I can branch out, so I have no time lately to write, but I've been trying.

Anyways as for this little fic, I admit I'm behind on my lore for this trio, so I ended up doing some soft romantic fluff(with a little bit of autism-coding for Kilik and a little bit of ADHD-coding for Xianghua. Not enough though to make it tag-worthy I feel). I believe I wrote this and another oneshot drabble for Kilik's birthday in February, but fell behind. I really struggled with ideas for it, as well as got distracted by other birthdays I missed, then I discovered Soulcaliblr prompts(Can I contribute even if I'm not on Tumblr?) and Oh, OH, do I have ideas for Aeon and comfort that I'm working on ASAP(That is if it doesn't become part of my unhinged Alexandra sisters fic if I truly want to have two plots going on) as well as temptation from the swords(AHHHHH my favorite trope in this series)-- so as you can see my ADHD took control again. I also wrote some more drabbles and even a vent fic, and I'd like to post them once they're polished up. But my prose here is a little rough and I confess I'm too tired to try to fix it up. I've gotten far better at third person though, so look forward to that.

As for my usual notes;

- If I remember my research I did for this fic, Kilik's birthyear would mean he's a flame rabbit(? correct me if I got it wrong) in the Chinese zodiac. Kind of adorable something hyper like that represents quiet Kilik XD
- amethyst is the birthstone for February
- I thought Hua would be a cute nickname. That's it XD

thanks for reading all of this, and I hope I didn't jinx myself by announcing my return XD

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