#tazuki x mitsuhide

[tsundere-mitsuhide]

I’ve been drawing this week, so here’s a cute Tazuhide fox drawing. @nyktoon-in-otomeland helped me out while I was drawing (with encouragement and suggestions) so s/o to her for being incredible :). And @ikemenfics who squealed when I showed it to her and told me I should post it haha.

[tsundere-mitsuhide]

Seven Minutes in Heaven

A short cracky drabble inspired by the results of this post. No cut this time cause Tumblr is being a butthead. Thankfully this isn't too long, so it shouldn't take up too much of your dash. (Edit: now under the cut!)

Also available on AO3. This is spicy, but it's not sin, as all of the spicy content is both inferred and extremely vague. Not to mention fake.

The week-long beach vacation she had planned for everyone was not off to a great start. The power had gone out in the main house, and Tazuki realized she needed a way to entertain six restless warlords. The other five out in the guest house would be ok on their own; she had made sure to show them a safe place for them to spar in and work off excess steam. The others though, she would need to think of something to keep them busy.

Her solution was to teach them some old games that were popular with teenagers. She started, with Spin the Bottle mixed with Seven Minutes in Heaven.

She sat them all down on the bedroom floor and explained it as simply as she could. “You spin this bottle, and the person who spun it and the person it lands on, go into that closet”--she points--” over there for seven minutes. They can do whatever they want while they are in there. Talk, kiss, stare at each other, whatever. But they only have seven minutes! Push this button”--she demonstrated on the little kitchen timer she had placed in the middle of the circle next to the empty sake bottle--“to start the timer; I already set it for the right amount of time. No opening the door before then, ok?” She looked around at the warlords seated before her to make sure they understood. “Alright then, who wants to go first?”

Mitsunari and Ieyasu were the first to end up in the closet together. Ieyasu very nearly refused altogether until he realized he might as well just get it over with sooner rather than later. Mitsunari happily babbled to him the whole time, and everyone else heard snippets of “Isn’t this great, Ieyasu-sama?”, and “I can’t believe we got to sit in here together.” Tazuki thought for a minute that being stuck with Mitsunari would be very much like being stuck in the closet with Sasuke; only Sasuke would be too much in awe of his idol that he would likely be much quieter. Oops, maybe I should have included the others in this game as well. I’ll have to make it up to Sasuke later.

Next in the closet was Masamune and Ieyasu, who was very upset at being selected twice in a row. Masamune spent the entire time trying to rile the poor little tsun-lord. There was even a kissy sound followed quickly by a loud slap and a very low and grumpy “Masamune, stop it.” It only made him laugh. When the timer went off, Ieyasu left the closet in a huff to sit down and pointedly ignore everyone.

When it was Tazuki’s turn, she spun the bottle so fast, that everyone was a little transfixed on watching it. It wobbled, and Nobunaga bumped it to keep it spinning for an extra wobble or two. Everyone looked up to see who the bottle had landed on and they were met with two gleaming yellow eyes and the face of a kitsune. Tazuki chuckled because she couldn’t tell if Nobunaga had done that on purpose or not. She got up and grabbed Mitsuhide’s hand as he stood up, and led him to the closet.

She closed the door behind them, blocking out any of the ambient light from the room itself. All she could see were his glowing yellow eyes as he stared at her in silence. After a few long seconds, she smiled at him and whispered, “We have to do something to mess with them. And I have just the plan.” She leaned in to speak in his ear, to be sure no one would be able to hear. When she finished and pulled away from him, he looked deep into her eyes before saying, “You are wicked, brilliant, and... I love you a little more each time you come up with such a cunning plan.” He closed the distance between them, kissed her, and picked her up as she wrapped her legs around him.

The other warlords outside in the room began to hear bangs and moans coming from inside the closet, punctuated by the occasional grunt. Most of them stared dumbfounded in the direction of the sounds for an instant. Nobunaga and Masamune both grinned ferally and fixed their attention on the small, dark space that the two kitsunes had vanished into. Ieyasu rolled his eyes so hard they clacked around in his head and then stared fixedly at the timer as it slowly ticked down. Hideyoshi, blushing profusely, reached over and grabbed Mitsunari to cover his ears, protecting his innocent vassal from being subjected to the lewd sounds emanating from the closet.

When the timer beeped, there was a light thump as Tazuki was returned to her feet, before the door to the closet opened. Both Tazuki and Mitsuhide made a slow show of straightening out their clothes. Making eye contact before they rejoined the others, Tazuki whispered to Mitsuhide, “Next, time, let’s do that for real.”

And Mitsuhide fell a little more in love with this crazy woman, for the second time that day.