Title: Not Yet Alone
Series: Fullmetal Alchemist, Rurouni Kenshhin
AU: Musebox
Word Count: 300
Kennichi Himura trotted along the edge of the lake, the sunlight shimmering off the surface. He was far from the ‘Sou, back here deep in the woods, and it was peaceful. He crouched at the edge of the water, and looked out over the lake.
This was part of his territory - he had claimed out all the land around the 'Sou years ago. There were plenty of wolves in these woods, but they were real wolves, not interested in infringing on the territory of a werewolf. He exhaled, and scratched a hand through his shaggy red hair.
Things were weirdly tense at home. It wasn’t unusual for there to be spats between people - it had taken a good, long time for the Winchesters to warm up to the fact that there was a werewolf on-grounds that they weren’t permitted to hunt, for instance - but the general atmosphere had soured.
There was a whoop from somewhere above, and a shouted “INCOMING~” before a large white streak cannonball’d into the lake from above. Kennichi leaped to his feet as Sariel surfaced, way far out from shore.
The blond angel waved toward Kennichi. “Yo, 'nichi, is that you? Thought I recognized your pasty white ass!"
Kennichi dropped into a crouch, his ears as dark red as his hair. When he shifted back from wolf form he was naked, and usually there wasn’t anyone around to see him. "What the hell are you doing, birdboy?” he yelled back.
“Swimming, what does it-” Abruptly, Sariel’s head went under. Kennichi waited patiently, but he did not resurface. Concerned, Kennichi rose to his feet to get a better view, and then Sariel’s head broke water far closer to shore. “FUCK, I forgot the automail weighs a ton in water,” he spat water. “What’s up?”
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