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laurus_nobilis) wrote2006-01-30 09:39 am
laurus_nobilis) wrote2006-01-30 09:39 am
Glad We Understand Each Other [Card Captor Sakura; English]
Title: Glad We Understand Each Other
Rating: G
Genre: Humour
Characters: Touya and Kero
Summary: Kero makes Touya an offer he can't refuse.
Notes: Written for Tsukimine Shrine's Odd Couple challenge
During all those months in which Sakura had kept her magic secret – or, at least, tried to – Touya had often wished that she wouldn’t. Everything would be much easier if it was in the open, he thought. She wouldn’t have to hide anything and he wouldn’t have to pretend he didn’t know about it. When everyone, including their father, finally got the full picture, he was sure that it was one thing less to worry about.
He hadn’t counted on Sakura’s Sun Guardian. Daily life with the plushie was far more annoying than his old dancing around the issue had ever been.
Most of the time, however, they simply ignored each other. And that was why Touya was so surprised when he opened his bedroom’s door to find Kero floating eye-level with him, with his arms crossed and trying to look menacing.
“What are you doing here, plushie? This is my room.”
The Guardian twitched a little, but didn’t change his attitude.
“First of all, I’m not a plushie. And second,” he said, pointing one of his paws at Touya, “you and I are going to have a very serious talk.”
“Really,” Touya replied, not even bothering to hide a smirk.
“Really.”
“About what?”
“Sakura, of course.”
Touya closed the door. He had seen enough to know that, ridiculous as he looked, Kero could be serious when he needed to. And if this was one of those times…
“All right,” he said, “sit down.”
He sat on his bed, and the Guardian made himself comfortable on the pillow.
“Look,” said Kero, “I know you don’t like me, and I’m sure you know I don’t like you. But we have something in common: we don’t like the brat either.”
Touya rolled his eyes. The plushie had almost worried him for a moment, but apparently he had only come to state the obvious.
“Does this conversation have a point?”
“Of course it has! Don’t interrupt me!” the little Guardian yelled. “The thing is, Sakura likes the brat, so we can’t get rid of him or anything –” and his tiny eye twitched as he said that “– but we can make sure that he doesn’t hurt her. Ever.”
“He’s in Hong Kong,” said Touya. “What do you want me to do, swim across the sea to spy on him?”
“I mean when he comes back. Don’t look at me like that, you know he will.”
Touya knew that, indeed. But it didn’t make him stop frowning. On the contrary, it made him glare even more, almost as if the brat was right in front of him.
“We didn’t need a conversation for this,” he muttered. “I find out he hurt her, I beat him up. You find out he hurt her, you beat him up. It’s not that difficult.”
“I just wanted to make it clear,” Kero replied. “Really, that kid doesn’t want to mess with me. You should see my big form…”
“I did,” Touya said. “When Sakura captured the last Card.”
“Even better! So, are we perfectly clear that I can beat up whoever I want?”
“If you say so…”
“And that anyone who hurts your sister would deserve it?”
“Obviously.”
“Then you will understand that, if you hurt my brother, I will have to kill you.”
Touya blinked.
“Slowly and painfully,” Kero added, and then he grinned.
This, Touya thought, was weird enough to beat any other of the weird things that had happened to him in his entire life. And they had been plenty.
“Trust me,” he said, “that won’t be necessary.”
“I hope so, for your own good,” the Guardian told him. He was about to leave the room when he turned around once more. “And, to leave you two alone and unsupervised, I also expect regular bribes with okonomiyaki –”
“Get out, plushie!”
“…well, I had to try.”
Rating: G
Genre: Humour
Characters: Touya and Kero
Summary: Kero makes Touya an offer he can't refuse.
Notes: Written for Tsukimine Shrine's Odd Couple challenge
During all those months in which Sakura had kept her magic secret – or, at least, tried to – Touya had often wished that she wouldn’t. Everything would be much easier if it was in the open, he thought. She wouldn’t have to hide anything and he wouldn’t have to pretend he didn’t know about it. When everyone, including their father, finally got the full picture, he was sure that it was one thing less to worry about.
He hadn’t counted on Sakura’s Sun Guardian. Daily life with the plushie was far more annoying than his old dancing around the issue had ever been.
Most of the time, however, they simply ignored each other. And that was why Touya was so surprised when he opened his bedroom’s door to find Kero floating eye-level with him, with his arms crossed and trying to look menacing.
“What are you doing here, plushie? This is my room.”
The Guardian twitched a little, but didn’t change his attitude.
“First of all, I’m not a plushie. And second,” he said, pointing one of his paws at Touya, “you and I are going to have a very serious talk.”
“Really,” Touya replied, not even bothering to hide a smirk.
“Really.”
“About what?”
“Sakura, of course.”
Touya closed the door. He had seen enough to know that, ridiculous as he looked, Kero could be serious when he needed to. And if this was one of those times…
“All right,” he said, “sit down.”
He sat on his bed, and the Guardian made himself comfortable on the pillow.
“Look,” said Kero, “I know you don’t like me, and I’m sure you know I don’t like you. But we have something in common: we don’t like the brat either.”
Touya rolled his eyes. The plushie had almost worried him for a moment, but apparently he had only come to state the obvious.
“Does this conversation have a point?”
“Of course it has! Don’t interrupt me!” the little Guardian yelled. “The thing is, Sakura likes the brat, so we can’t get rid of him or anything –” and his tiny eye twitched as he said that “– but we can make sure that he doesn’t hurt her. Ever.”
“He’s in Hong Kong,” said Touya. “What do you want me to do, swim across the sea to spy on him?”
“I mean when he comes back. Don’t look at me like that, you know he will.”
Touya knew that, indeed. But it didn’t make him stop frowning. On the contrary, it made him glare even more, almost as if the brat was right in front of him.
“We didn’t need a conversation for this,” he muttered. “I find out he hurt her, I beat him up. You find out he hurt her, you beat him up. It’s not that difficult.”
“I just wanted to make it clear,” Kero replied. “Really, that kid doesn’t want to mess with me. You should see my big form…”
“I did,” Touya said. “When Sakura captured the last Card.”
“Even better! So, are we perfectly clear that I can beat up whoever I want?”
“If you say so…”
“And that anyone who hurts your sister would deserve it?”
“Obviously.”
“Then you will understand that, if you hurt my brother, I will have to kill you.”
Touya blinked.
“Slowly and painfully,” Kero added, and then he grinned.
This, Touya thought, was weird enough to beat any other of the weird things that had happened to him in his entire life. And they had been plenty.
“Trust me,” he said, “that won’t be necessary.”
“I hope so, for your own good,” the Guardian told him. He was about to leave the room when he turned around once more. “And, to leave you two alone and unsupervised, I also expect regular bribes with okonomiyaki –”
“Get out, plushie!”
“…well, I had to try.”