The Rocky Start Affair by Rosemary (AKA Tiranog) (PG)

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Fandom: Man from Uncle

Pairing: Gen/pre slash (N/I)

Author: Rosemary

On LJ: tiranog

Website: (This story) Chrome and Gunmetal

Why this story must be read: One of the things I was quite keen to do while reccing MFUf was to find less usual sources than file 40. I love reading peoples recs from 40 but they are always revisits for me. I know that C and G is also a big well known archive but it seems to be less well represented here. This story is one I found new when looking for recs for Crack Van. I read it and only after loving it discovered that it was written by one of my favourite Harry Potter authors. It is one of my fav set ups.. how Ilya and Napoleon met, this one is credible and is also a good MFU story line. Also, at least to my probably warped mind, it is pre slash. All good stuff and by a great author, what more do you need?

He stared down at the fine boned man before him for a moment, assessing. The dark, rumpled suit beneath the lab coat looked like someone's cast offs. Kuryakin's file proclaimed him to be eleven years Solo's junior. Every picture Napoleon had seen of the man made the Russian look like a bookish, high school kid. There was nothing either bookish or childlike about the man in the flesh. Staring into those frosty blue eyes, Solo was under no misconception. He'd just met another killer.

"If you wouldn't mind the company, I'd rather leave the chair right here. You mind?" Solo politely gestured at the seat across from the Russian.

The gaze sharpened on him, burning into his face like a vivid blue laser. "No, I've been expecting you. Please sit down." Those piercing eyes temporarily left Solo's face to scan the immediate vicinity.

Napoleon couldn't help but notice how silent the surrounding tables had become. Rather like Dodge City, he thought, just before two gun slingers started blasting away at each other. He wasn't surprised to see some of the other nearby diners pick up their half eaten meals and leave the possible combat arena.

"Thank you." Napoleon placed his own tray down. The lamb stew had looked large when he'd ordered it, but compared to Kuryakin's repast, it now seemed tiny. "What did you mean when you said you'd been expecting me?

"You've come to seal our leak. I take it that I am not under arrest yet," Kuryakin calmly commented as he took another bite of his food.

The Story

Comments

[vysila.livejournal.com]

Great choice for a rec! Isn't that first encounter between Illya and Napoleon at lunch wonderful? Illya is so strong and edgy in this story - gotta love it!

[susan-peri.livejournal.com]

Arrgggh!! I can't believe you picked this. I'm doing the July recs and that was the one I was going to start with along with a little piece of fluff.

Obviously I fully agree with the choice. I love the dialog in it.