DISCLAIMER:
The characters belong to Sai Yukino and Kairi Yura, Kadokawa Shoten,
Madhouse Studios, etc., i.e., not me.
I'm
just borrowing them for a
while to spin a tale
Submitted
for Saiun
Challenge's Week 5 Prompt. Word Count: 500 Words
My Master, My
Hero
By firewolf
June 2008
@>;-'-
Shiro had a problem which had
been driving her crazy the whole afternoon. If the two leggers were
smarter maybe one of them could have helped her, but they were idiots!
Really, she sometimes despaired over the obtuseness of her two legged
pack mates. And then there was their love for complications.
Take her master and his
‘special’ one. When they first met, she thought he was a rival. But, it
wasn’t so. Her master always had ready smiles and kind words for her.
With *him,* however, there was just awkwardness.
It confused her because this
two legger was always kind to her master. And he was loads of fun,
encouraging her to do all sorts of amusing things. She was especially
fond of ‘marriage proposal,‘ it always led to a lot of entertaining
shrieking and running around the gardens. Also, as a teacher he was
more forgiving than Sensei.
Shiro especially abhorred
Sensei’s lessons on avoiding stray meat and nice smelling treats which
might lie in her path. She would never forget the horrible burning in
her mouth when she first started *those* lessons. However, many months
older and wiser now, Shiro understood the importance of the lessons.
The annoying two leggers who
regularly harassed her master often tried to tempt her with delicious
smelling treats. But she understood they were not to be trusted. She
realised it was safe to only accept food and treats from her master,
Sensei, and the seven other two leggers who closely associated with her
master.
Her master did the same with
any mysterious foods which appeared on his table too. And he *never*
offered to feed them to her either. His pockets were always full of
safe treats for her anyway.
Back to her master and his
‘special’ one; the two idiots danced around each other for so long she
thought they’d never resolve their difficulties. Fortunately, they took
her broad hint the day she pulled them in front of each other and
wisely started talking.
Still, as bright as her
master and his 'special' one were, it didn’t redeem the others for
their idiocy in *not* helping her out when *she* had a problem.
“Shiro? Why are you whining?”
She started at the words and looked up as her master peered over his
desk at her.
Ooooo, she hated bothering
her master when he was so busy with his papers and smelly ink, however…
She gave him a pleading look. He sighed, but reached for her brush
anyway.
This was why she worshipped
her master. As busy as he was, he would make time to brush her and fuss
over her. Plus he *always* went *straight* for THE ITCH first before
brushing the rest of her.
Shiro lost count of the
number of times he so quickly saved her from the misery of an
unreachable itch. Master had his dim moments, but she could always
count on him to be smart when she really needed him.
He was truly her hero.
~owari~