The second Saya finished eating she looked around the messy kitchen in a little bit of a daze and sighed tiredly. "Saku-" The man hiding on the other side of the counter grunted, but didn't speak. "Are you mad at me?"
Sakumo remained silent, though he found her question a mite strange. Of course he was pissed. She had scared, bullied and then threatened him. In his own home to boot. Where his word was practically law. Who in their right mind wouldn't be pissed about that?
He heard her shift a little bit and looked to his left as she peeked around the corner at him. Her vivid eyes changing from periwinkle to stormy violet, her little fox ears twitching as she waited for him to answer her.
"Saku? Are you giving me the silent treatment?" The girl asked in a tentative tone as she crawled around the corner of the counter and sat down just outside of reaching distance.
Sakumo didn't answer her, again. He did however glare at her for trying to act like a sweet little kid after the shit that she had pulled.
He didn't care who or what she was. No one treated him like that in his house and stayed in his good graces. He'd toss the girl out on her cute little ass before he put up with her bratty behavior any further- He jumped a little in surprise when the girl curled up on the floor next to him and lay her head on one of his legs.
Completely ignoring his temper and all common sense.
His fingers twitched and he reached out, momentarily wanting to wrap his hand around her little neck and put so fear into her, but stopped himself when it occurred to him that his Kage was strangely attached to the child and might have him killed if he strangled the life out of- Or hurt her in any way.
"What are you doing?" He bit out from between clenched teeth. His frustration over his situation reaching new heights that sent his blood pressure soaring. If he didn't do something soon he'd have a frigging stroke.
The girl didn't say anything. She just lay there with her head on his leg, seemingly ignoring him. He growled and grabbed the nape of her neck intending to squeeze until she looked at him when he noticed a small rumbling vibration under his fingers, almost like she was purring. Just because he touched her!
He tried to hold onto his anger and frustration, really he did. But this sudden bizarre turn of events made shocked him so much that he forgot for a second what he was so pissed at her about. He pressed his forefinger and index finger against the front of her throat, over her vocal cords and frowned a little vbit when he felt the rapid vibrations in them, more.
She really was purring. And he...didn't have a fucking clue on what to do with her now. The soft purring she was doing reminded him of helpless kittens and how he usually loved cuddling them just to hear them purr.
But this was considerably different from cuddling a defenseless animal. For one she had fangs and claws and obviously wasn't afraid of using them. And secondly he'd seen her true form and was still of an opinion that she was inevitably going to eat him.
And he had no way of knowing what it was that would set her off since he had witnessed a small glimpse her temperment twice already.
Things weren't looking terribly promising for him. He shifted his fingers through her silken hair and grabbed the tip of one of her little ears between his fingers and pulled on it a little bit and said in a hushed tone. "Don't think that you can pull this cutesy crap and make me forgive you everytime you do something to piss me off. Tomorrow, you're cleaning up the mess you made. And my floor had better be spotless or I'm gonna toss you out on your cute little butt."
He let go of her ear and settled his back against the counter and sighed. He'd give anything to be able to speak so frankly with the girl without fear of retaliation.
Preferrably when she was awake enough to listen to him and his bitching.
