[IY: Ebony Silks] Favorite Things
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runicloreFavorite Things
Author: Amber Michelle
Word count: 461
Warnings: Sei Shonagon is turning in her grave.
That VP fic is taking a long-ass time to figure itself out. This is what's happening instead.
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Rin stuck her tongue between her teeth, eyeing her letters critically. Her 'ra' still looked too much like a 'chi.' 'Ne' and 'mu' still tied her fingers in knots.
She frowned. Lady Kagome said practice would make her better, but it was so hard to do that when Rin felt like she'd never get better. And it was her own idea to learn how to write, not the priestess or Lord Sesshomaru, who had only told her to do as she pleased. She wanted to write something for him, and to not be stupid. He disliked stupid things. He hated Inu Yasha, whom he called stupid all the time, after all.
Well. 'Idiot half-breed' and 'brainless whelp' were the usual insults, but Rin knew there wasn't much difference in the meaning.
She chewed on the tip of the 'pen' the priestess gave her, watching her lord and Kagome over the fire. Write anything? Anything she could think of? Rin put the pen to paper and wrote, as neatly as she could, 'favorite things.' Kagome had read to her from a diary by a court lady. If a Lady could have lists, so could Rin.
Rice, she wrote. When it's fluffy white, not brown. She could smell it cooking in a pot by the fire that the priestess had brought from home, and it made her stomach rumble.
Ah-Un. He was warm and comfortable, and breathed fire when he wanted to protect her.
Flowers. She paused, the brush tip still on the last letter and starting to bleed. She made a second list of the flowers she liked: peony, kerria rose, wisteria, cherry blossoms. There were many others, but she didn't know their names - only the ones Jaken would talk on and on about because they had noble qualities.
Lord Se-ssho-ma-ru. She gave him his own column.
Rin sighed and watched him take a frosty white bottle from Kagome to sniff at. His eyebrow arched.
"And how did they manage to trap cherry blossoms in a bottle of rice wine?" she heard him ask.
Rin listened harder, list forgotten a moment. She loved cherry blossoms.
"I... don't know?" Kagome shifted at his attention. "But they said it's natural."
Sesshomaru nodded and handed it to her and took the cup she offered. He examined the shape, and then held it out. The priestess poured, and Rin smelled a faint trace of flowers over the scents of burning wood and cooking rice, which her lord seemed to scent again before drinking. He never seemed to look away from the priestess.
Rin looked back down at her paper.
Ka-go-me.
Pause.
Ka-go-me when my lord makes her blush. Her color was like peonies.
Rin giggled, and tucked her paper away.
Author: Amber Michelle
Word count: 461
Warnings: Sei Shonagon is turning in her grave.
That VP fic is taking a long-ass time to figure itself out. This is what's happening instead.
.................................................
Rin stuck her tongue between her teeth, eyeing her letters critically. Her 'ra' still looked too much like a 'chi.' 'Ne' and 'mu' still tied her fingers in knots.
She frowned. Lady Kagome said practice would make her better, but it was so hard to do that when Rin felt like she'd never get better. And it was her own idea to learn how to write, not the priestess or Lord Sesshomaru, who had only told her to do as she pleased. She wanted to write something for him, and to not be stupid. He disliked stupid things. He hated Inu Yasha, whom he called stupid all the time, after all.
Well. 'Idiot half-breed' and 'brainless whelp' were the usual insults, but Rin knew there wasn't much difference in the meaning.
She chewed on the tip of the 'pen' the priestess gave her, watching her lord and Kagome over the fire. Write anything? Anything she could think of? Rin put the pen to paper and wrote, as neatly as she could, 'favorite things.' Kagome had read to her from a diary by a court lady. If a Lady could have lists, so could Rin.
Rice, she wrote. When it's fluffy white, not brown. She could smell it cooking in a pot by the fire that the priestess had brought from home, and it made her stomach rumble.
Ah-Un. He was warm and comfortable, and breathed fire when he wanted to protect her.
Flowers. She paused, the brush tip still on the last letter and starting to bleed. She made a second list of the flowers she liked: peony, kerria rose, wisteria, cherry blossoms. There were many others, but she didn't know their names - only the ones Jaken would talk on and on about because they had noble qualities.
Lord Se-ssho-ma-ru. She gave him his own column.
Rin sighed and watched him take a frosty white bottle from Kagome to sniff at. His eyebrow arched.
"And how did they manage to trap cherry blossoms in a bottle of rice wine?" she heard him ask.
Rin listened harder, list forgotten a moment. She loved cherry blossoms.
"I... don't know?" Kagome shifted at his attention. "But they said it's natural."
Sesshomaru nodded and handed it to her and took the cup she offered. He examined the shape, and then held it out. The priestess poured, and Rin smelled a faint trace of flowers over the scents of burning wood and cooking rice, which her lord seemed to scent again before drinking. He never seemed to look away from the priestess.
Rin looked back down at her paper.
Ka-go-me.
Pause.
Ka-go-me when my lord makes her blush. Her color was like peonies.
Rin giggled, and tucked her paper away.
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Note on Favorite Things
Date: 2008-03-11 06:28 am (UTC)Re: Note on Favorite Things
Date: 2008-03-18 06:40 am (UTC)