Quadruple drabble. Just a little plot bunny that cropped up at lunch and wouldn't leave me alone.
U'uku = tiny
Disclaimer: Nothing related to Hawaii Five-0 belongs to me. I'm just having some fun with Steve and Danno.
U'uku
By: Vanessa Sgroi
Steve McGarrett limped toward his chair in the "backyard" of his house, the backyard, of course, mostly consisting of a strip of sand and endless blue expanse of ocean. Dropping down into the chair with a wince as both his injured knee and ribs protested, he raised the beer bottle he carried to his lips and took a long swallow.
It had been a particularly rough day for the Five-0 task force. And while it had eventually had a happy ending, the hours leading up to that ending had been brutal. Sighing, Steve leaned back and closed his eyes, desperate for the peace the rhythmic ocean waves might eventually bring. He took another swallow of beer.
A rustling sound to his right had his eyes popping open. He tensed, turning toward the sound. Seeing nothing untoward, Steve relaxed slightly. The rustling came again, this time followed by a soft mew. From under some local flora came a tiny black kitten with huge golden eyes. Steve gingerly sat up.
"Hey there, u'uku." The coal-colored furball scampered toward Steve. The former Navy SEAL reached down and picked him up. "Where'd you come from?"
The kitten mewed in response, gazing at him forlornly.
"Ooohh, no. Don't give me that look. You can't stay here." He rubbed gently at the kitten's ears.
The kitten sneezed and jumped from Steve's palm to his lap where he began to explore with keen interest. He licked at the condensation on the beer bottle before attacking a curled corner of one of Steve's pockets on his cargo pants.
McGarrett's chuckle was cut short when his ribs complained. Leaning back, he watched U'uku play. The kitten soon tired of his game and plopped down. After a few moments spent cleaning a front paw, U'uku stood, tilted his head in contemplation then crept up Steve's belly to his chest then to his shoulder. He licked ever so gently at the shell of McGarrett's ear.
"You're not staying, you know," admonished Steve, despite the fact that he'd already mentally given the furball a name. Ignoring the admonishment, the kitten curled into a ball and made himself at home. U'uku began to purr as Steve dropped his head back and again closed his eyes. The lieutenant commander felt the tension start to ease from his muscles.
"Okay, maybe you can stay just for a little while."
The kitten purred a little louder.
FIN