Challenge creator: Chisis. Challenge name: Obessed
Requirements: Everyone is a little, or alot, obsessed about something. Write about one character from the point of view of another.
Characters: Any.
Length: Around 500 words. (The story itself is three words away from 600. Woot, go me)
"Kurogane-san?" Sakura called.
"nuh."
"Kurogane-san, can we go now?"
"nuh."
Sakura sighed, putting down the bags she had been carrying for five blocks. She glanced around for a bench or a chair, and sighed again when she found none.
"I suppose this is what I get for taking so long in the store." she muttered under her breath, fingering a bit of lace near her collar. The soft material under her skin felt nice though, and she remembered how kind the sales people were.
It was their fault, really. They were the ones who made her try on all of those clothes.
Even in her mind, that argument sounded just plain silly.
"Kurogane-san, we've been looking at this for over half an hour now."
"Look at that one! The blade is a bit wider than normal, but it's balanced by the wrapped handle."
Sakura whimpered. "Kurogane..."
"A double edged Katana, with a Menuki! These guys are pretty good in their sword making."
"Syaoran-kun will be worried." This, Sakura knew, was not true, but it was the only thing she could think of that could get Kurogane to move.
"A Ninja To!"
'So much for that…' Sakura thought.
To make matters worse, the store owner, an old man of what seemed like 200, came to Kurogane with a smile on his face that the sales people had when she had walked into the clothing store.
"Ah, you are a fighter, no?" the old man said, his voice dripping with honey.
Sakura watched as Kurogane lifted his chin up, as if to say, of course.
"Have you seen our latest shipment? The Moro Barong?" The store owner practically jumped in his glee as he ran to the display case and back for the potential customer.
Kurogane took the handle of the sword and swung it around for a second before letting it rest on the tip of his finger. "A bit heavy for something so small." He grunted, and the store owner brought out another sword.
"How about this one? The Wakazaski Imperial series. The hilt is covered in ray skin and wrapped tightly."
Sakura saw Kurogane's smirk appear as he picked up this sword. He really liked this one.
"And here's a Katana sword with a bloodline."
"What kind of armor does it slice through?"
"Wood. Our stronger ones can go through metal."
"Nice." Kurogane licked his lips. He was really enjoying this now. "Any Wushus swords?"
The owner grinned, his wrinkles scrunching up his face until he looked like a dog. "Handcrafted nine ring sword. Cuts easily."
By now, Sakura knew she had been entirely forgotten as the two men continued their strange conversation.
Ah, well. What could be done? Kurogane would not come unless she either ran and got Fai to coax him out, or hope that Syaoran-kun would come and see her looking miserable in the window of the shop and rescue her. Yes, she liked that scenario the best. Indeed.
…but that scenario was sadly out of her reach, for Syaoran was stuck in the library, one of his obsessions, almost as strong as Kurogane's.
She sighed.
He'd be in there for hours.
"…and would the Lady like one too?"
At that Sakura snapped to, glancing at the two other people in the store and grimacing. Kurogane had apparently brought two swords, and was holding them with a tenderness normally reserved for a lover. Kurogane looked at her for a moment, and seeing her face agast, turned to the store keeper, making one eyebrow rised lazily above the other as he said, "Nah. Women, you know?"
Not one of my best, but I found it kinda cute. I was going to do Syaoran, but since I tend to favor him in all my stories (come on, he's my favorite character), I decided to do this challenge with Kuro, who is still fun. Besides, the relationship between Kuro and Sakura needed some action.