While I should have been diligently working this week, my mind was preoccupied with my desktop wallpaper (as seen above). To that end, this one-shot jumped into my head and wouldn't leave until it got its way.
Like my experience writing Uhura, writing Mika was highly enjoyable. It's empowering to write a black woman who loves her man, who is loved by her man, and who handles her business. It also felt good to write an Asian man as a man. (Note to Joel Silver...it's really not that hard.)
This particular fic is a quiet, fluffy moment between our favorite couple, told from Mika's point-of-view. (If the muse doesn't die, I would like the next one to be told from Raizo's point-of-view as he ponders the awesomeness that is Mika.)
Sorry, there's no sexin' this go round (it just didn't feel right), but maybe next time. Besides, this is my first Raizo/Mika fic...I have to work my way up to it. :)