#metaphorical hackles up to protect shuuichi-san...u do Not want to mess with the sakurazukamori with a casual offense

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ok i know i already wrote the vaguely CLAMP setting inspired horrible exorcists AU oneshots but i would Still really really really love to see some kind of oh, i don't know, glittering exorcist clan shindig near tokyo and natori is there (sparkly as usual, and getting tangentially even more recognized than he usually is--new movie billboards u know, and he just finished a new high end fashion line sponsorship) when another exorcist (dark sunglasses, suit sharp enough to cut) tries to hand him a wineglass, looking like he wants to strike up a genial conversation--

then matoba is suddenly there, and smiles (all teeth), placing a hand casually over natori's wrist and drawing him back

'excuse the disrespect,' the matoba head says, all unerring politeness, to seishirou sakurazukamori, 'i've been looking for natori-san all evening, i've promised him a few minutes of my time, you see--my thanks for saving me the trouble of having to find him.'

'it was no trouble,' seishirou sakurazuka says, pleasantly; the swirl of the wineglass with his wrist reflects an eerie splash of red over his pale hand.