Childhood Nostalgia
By: Snowfox and Redwolf

"That's it! Chocolate! The universal language!"

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GINJI: Tousled Hair
[…and his lost sense of direction]

Chapter Summary: Sometimes light finds its way to the Infinity Fortress and its inhabitants.

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The noise of fresh blood drops reached his sharp ears and he quickly pulled the little boy from that direction.

"Come Ginji," Teshimine hated the sound of his ragged, tired voice, yet continued to call the child away from that area, "Not that way…"

The thought of questioning his guardian's sudden command never even occurred to the boy at that abrupt moment, turning to grasp the tall man's strong hands as they turned to continue their walk though another alley, "Hai Teshimine-san!"

The 100 mega watt [no pun intended] smile of his charge made the wrinkles on his face fade away and hide the ugly scar on his features for a moment, allowing himself to grin back at the young boy trying desperately to keep in step with his tall caretaker. He felt the boy was the only one who had ever squeezed a smile from his usually jaded looks. Hell, the boy had been the only one in the history of Mugenjou who was able to get a decently happy noise from the lips of many of the city's oldest living inhabitants and, he hated to admit it, that statement came from personal experience.

"Teshimine-san," The said man heard the curiosity that laced the slightly childish drawl. He knew what was coming next, "Why didn't we go that way? I thought it was in that direction"

Teshimine's rock hard expression never swayed as he was accustomed to the child's customary badgering, "Ah, it's that that's not way to the indoor market, it's this way."

Whatever you need to say Teshimine; as long as the kid stays out of the darkness for a little while longer.

"But…" Brow furrowed in confusion, the young Ginji stared at the dark pavement, wondering how in the world the indoor market place switched places with the open space market. He knew he had an undoubtedly trustworthy sense of direction but if Teshimine-san said it was in that direction… He stored it away for future reference. Ginji felt himself get even smarter and he thanked the gods that he had the sharp minded man for his protector.

Sharp, yes; correct, no, "…If you say so Teshimine-san!"

The child beamed up at the silver haired man, this time releasing his hand from the iron grip and rushing off ahead to search for the way to the indoor market, barely catching the slightly upturned lips of the other. His short blonde spikes danced on his forehead, tickling the little skin it fell on and causing the little boy to laugh and hop merrily on his place, full of that energy only a chibi like him could obtain.

"Teshimine-san!" Ginji bounced up and down a few meters away from his grown companion, waving his arms around like there would be no lasting tomorrow, "Hurry! Hurry! Let's go!"

The grown man wanted to laugh his head off at the sight, opting to save energy and instead using another grin, "Don't tell me, hungry already?"

"Hai!" The future Thunder Emperor proclaimed proudly. He patted his tummy, wide, bright smile still intact.

Teshimine reached the boy with only a few quick strides, messing up the thick, pointy strands of golden hair with his large hands; the tousled tresses matched the youngster's already disheveled appearance. He pulled Ginji's slipping shirt collar up in an attempt to once again to keep it on the small boy's tiny shoulders. His task was made amusing as the owner pursed his lips and smiled with the look in place.

The older boy's silver hair glistened in the little light that made its way past Infinity City's large buildings as he gave the boy a mock sigh, "What am I going to do with you Ginji?"

"Um… feed me?"

The reply came so quickly, followed with the matching sound effect that was the boy's grumbling stomach that this time a small amused chuckled leaked through, his large shoulders shaking slightly under the strain of the cursed giggles.

"Alright, alright. Let's go," He felt the child's strong grip take hold of his own calloused hands as they, once again, began their trek through the infinite fortress, "It's almost lunch time anyway."

The blonde child sounded horrified, "Huh?! Lunch? But we haven't had breakfast yet!"

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Notes: That was so cute I nearly puked as I wrote it. Review!!