Nobunaga's birthday ficlet (Nobukicho)
Tagging @ashavazesa for giving me the motivation to get up on my ass and write something for Nobu's birthday. Also @weird-konpeito
"Well, will you look at that," Kicho gestured at the gated building across the sidewalk they were walking on. "Kennyo's disciples, playing jazz. Who could've known."
Nobunaga looked in the direction Kicho was pointing. The Tsukiji-Honganji was lively tonight, its central dome glowing like the moon against a starless night. People of all ages hurried up the stairs to enter the main hall where the concert was held.
"And you know this because?" Nobunaga asked out of pure curiosity. It's not that he still harbored deep animosity for the temple that still had connections to his old nemesis —his mind was simply preoccupied with everything else that meant more to him in this second life.
Which included repairing burnt bridges and building new ones with his old enemies. Speaking of.....
"You know I like looking at concerts during my spare time," Kicho's green eyes reflected the sparse lamplight. "Too bad you never want to go with me."
Ridiculous. If it's Kicho, Nobunaga would gladly go anywhere with him, bedecked in one of his most expensive attires and an embarrassed Kicho absolutely refusing to hang onto his awaiting arm.
"A whole day walking around Tokyo isn't bad either," Nobunaga shrugged. "I could use some break from the usual dinner dates."
Kicho faced the street before them, glaring at no one in particular. "You're lucky your son is still talking to you. It took me lengths to match your schedules together."
Nobunaga gave him one of his softest smiles, warm enough to melt his favorite candies into a rainbow-colored mush. Or at least that was what Kicho felt.
"What I mean is," Nobunaga grinned suggestively. "You can make it up to me next time."
And the next. And forever, now that nothing stands between us and peace.
"Hey!" Nobunaga's train of thoughts was interrupted by Nobutada, waving at them several paces away. Had he been a toddler, Kicho would've panicked and scolded himself for letting the boy run off on his own. But Nobutada was almost ten and he was at his most energetic.
"Geez!" He complained when Nobunaga and Kicho finally caught up. "You never stop flirting when I'm around. Gross." he stuck out his tongue in mock disgust.
Nobunaga chuckled. "How can I not when my lover is this pretty?"
The flustered Kicho refused to say anything, firmly putting his hands in his pocket when Nobunaga attempted to reach out and grab him. But that's okay. The night is still young and Nobunaga has plenty of time to hold his hand and maybe more if he scored lucky later that night.
But more importantly, they had now.
