Zitao likes the smell of wet pavement scattering in the air and how the gentle beads of rain caress his skin.   ~ Another pointless story for a Kyo/Ruki pairing. I've decided to edit this and rewrite it as a Taoris story. Because, really, no one here reads Kyoki, I'll just leave the original on lj. And also because the plot (can I even call it a plot..? I don't think so.) strangely fits this pairing, too.

Just a small drabble on a pairing no one reads or writes anymore. For some exceptions.