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wildernesstales) wrote2006-02-07 12:00 am
wildernesstales) wrote2006-02-07 12:00 am
MFU: Illya Bear
Rating: G
Summary: Fluff, pure and simple.
Archive: Please?
Disclaimer: As per usual, the good things in life are not mine to have, but belong to someone else... in this case, MGM and all the others… I just borrow them every now and then :) And I promise to give them back… eventually!
Authors Note: Blame the bunny, not me, blame the bunny! Feedback makes friends! This one is dedicated to an LJ friend (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mrlnpndrgn) who really started it all off when I made her an icon, using the title as the text for said icon... Didn't think much of it until the other day when it leapt on me and it had to be written...
Illya Bear
Napoleon Solo walked into his office earlier than usual one morning and frowned. Sitting on his desk was a small yellow teddy bear.
"What's this?" he asked. Illya looked up at him from across the room and shrugged.
"I thought it seemed apt."
"Apt? How?" Napoleon asked, but Illya was already engrossed in his paperwork and didn't reply. He raised an eyebrow and sat down, moving the bear to one side of his desk before getting on with his own paperwork.
A year passed and Napoleon sat in his office, frustrated. Illya had been captured on a mission. Normally, this wouldn't bother him, but it was the first mission since they had become more than partners. And Napoleon hated being stuck in New York, unable to go to his lover's assistance. So he decided to catch up on his paperwork. He could almost see Illya's eyebrow raise in his mind's eye. And the quirk of his lips. Napoleon sighed and opened the drawer and pulled out a stack of papers. A small yellow bear fell out onto the floor. Napoleon picked it up and was taken back to the day when Illya had left it on his desk. He smiled and squeezed the little bear before putting it in his pocket.
Two years later.
"Oh, I'm glad to be back in civilisation!" Illya exclaimed, throwing his holdall onto the bed.
"I thought you seemed quite content out in the woods." Napoleon retorted.
"Oh yes, I enjoy being beaten and chained up and left for dead." replied Illya dryly. "All I want is a long hot shower and a nice warm bed." Napoleon chuckled.
"No food?"
"Always food 'Pasha."Illya smiled before disappearing off to the bathroom. Presently, Napoleon could hear the water running. He sat down on the bed and waited, happy that they were both safe for the moment. Opening his suitcase, he smiled to see a little yellow bear tucked carefully in one corner. Pulling it out, he gave it a quick squeeze before laying it on top of the clothes.
"What's that?" Illya said, coming into the room, rubbing his hair briskly with a towel.
"That was a long shower?"
"Long enough. There are other things I want."
"Ah." Illya sat down next to Napoleon and picked up the bear, a look of wonder crossing his face.
"Is this the one I gave you?" Napoleon nodded. "And you still have it?"
"It's my Illya bear." Napoleon replied simply.
Summary: Fluff, pure and simple.
Archive: Please?
Disclaimer: As per usual, the good things in life are not mine to have, but belong to someone else... in this case, MGM and all the others… I just borrow them every now and then :) And I promise to give them back… eventually!
Authors Note: Blame the bunny, not me, blame the bunny! Feedback makes friends! This one is dedicated to an LJ friend (
mrlnpndrgn) who really started it all off when I made her an icon, using the title as the text for said icon... Didn't think much of it until the other day when it leapt on me and it had to be written...Illya Bear
Napoleon Solo walked into his office earlier than usual one morning and frowned. Sitting on his desk was a small yellow teddy bear.
"What's this?" he asked. Illya looked up at him from across the room and shrugged.
"I thought it seemed apt."
"Apt? How?" Napoleon asked, but Illya was already engrossed in his paperwork and didn't reply. He raised an eyebrow and sat down, moving the bear to one side of his desk before getting on with his own paperwork.
A year passed and Napoleon sat in his office, frustrated. Illya had been captured on a mission. Normally, this wouldn't bother him, but it was the first mission since they had become more than partners. And Napoleon hated being stuck in New York, unable to go to his lover's assistance. So he decided to catch up on his paperwork. He could almost see Illya's eyebrow raise in his mind's eye. And the quirk of his lips. Napoleon sighed and opened the drawer and pulled out a stack of papers. A small yellow bear fell out onto the floor. Napoleon picked it up and was taken back to the day when Illya had left it on his desk. He smiled and squeezed the little bear before putting it in his pocket.
Two years later.
"Oh, I'm glad to be back in civilisation!" Illya exclaimed, throwing his holdall onto the bed.
"I thought you seemed quite content out in the woods." Napoleon retorted.
"Oh yes, I enjoy being beaten and chained up and left for dead." replied Illya dryly. "All I want is a long hot shower and a nice warm bed." Napoleon chuckled.
"No food?"
"Always food 'Pasha."Illya smiled before disappearing off to the bathroom. Presently, Napoleon could hear the water running. He sat down on the bed and waited, happy that they were both safe for the moment. Opening his suitcase, he smiled to see a little yellow bear tucked carefully in one corner. Pulling it out, he gave it a quick squeeze before laying it on top of the clothes.
"What's that?" Illya said, coming into the room, rubbing his hair briskly with a towel.
"That was a long shower?"
"Long enough. There are other things I want."
"Ah." Illya sat down next to Napoleon and picked up the bear, a look of wonder crossing his face.
"Is this the one I gave you?" Napoleon nodded. "And you still have it?"
"It's my Illya bear." Napoleon replied simply.