My master are the Hibaris. They're really kind... and funny at times. I really like them.
"I believe this was found in front of the mansion, Alaude-sama," a man clad in black brought in a struggling pet, bawling his eyes out. The little brown thing had been outside for about a week now. A maid saw him all covered in mud, weak and hungry. She felt sorry for him and brought him food, cleaned him up and took care of him for a week until he regains his full condition. It seems that after the incident, the pet won't leave the mansion alone. The maid felt troubled and told Kusakabe, the head servant about it.
Two pairs of steel blue eyes turned to him. The pet shook and curled into a tight ball under their scrutinizing gazes. These guys are scary! The man holding him looks mean but he's not at all! He carried him all the way from the stairs since his legs are too short. He's definitely a good guy. But these strangers look at him like he did the something bad like… eating food that is not his! He didn't do it. He didn't eat the food. It was the mice who took that piece of chicken!
They're definitely bad people! He just knows it. They're mean, bad, scary-looking people!
A loud cry was raised, tempting the occupants of the spacious room to cover their ears. Or to beat the pet senseless.
One of the mean strangers—the younger one with black hair and scary eyes—stood up and walked towards him. The pet's brown ears stood up, cautious of what this stranger would do, especially when he raised his hand.
Oh no! Is the mean-looking stranger going to hit him now?
His fluffy brown tail wagged restlessly, panic written all over his face. He can't do anything about it if mean stranger #1 hits him. Fighting is bad! The 'mean-looking-man-that-is-not-mean-at-all' won't be able to do anything about it too. He knows 'mean-looking-man-that-is-not-mean-at-all' is just a servant, if the polite attitude and the constant bowing is anything to go by.
All he can do is wait for his fate and a world of pain. And bawled not only his eyes but his throat out too. And raised his cry—a pitiful attempt for mercy—several octaves higher.
It's coming closer!
Any minute now…
Annnyyy second now…
Annyyyy—
Pat. Pat. Pat.
EH?
Pat. Pat.
The bawling stopped immediately. The fluff of brown that is the pet's head leaned into the touch, making small purring noises. He really loved this.
"Gao,"
The raven haired child who was patting the head of the little brown thing gave a pointed look at his father. The father sighed first before pinching the bridge of his nose and nodded.
"We'll keep him,"
The raven took the purring pet from the arms of his servant and almost smiled. Almost.
"Gaorrr,"
"Kyoya,"
"Yes, father?"
"What are we supposed to name him?"
He looked carefully before an idea pops out of his head. Alaude swore he almost heard an audible ding when his son's face brightened up considerably (which, by normal standards, is about none).
"Tsunayoshi,"
Then his son continued to fuss over his new pet while the pet continued purring the whole time.
Stupid hereditary weakness to cute and small things. Sigh.
A/N: Thank you for reading this! I've always liked a cutie cute tunafish so don't be surprised if you see me putting Tsuna on the sparkly frame.
Btw, guuuuyyysss I'm really nervous. Please give constructive critisism... or something. You can say anything... just please, no flames (actually, what are flames? I heard they were bad soooo...)
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