For: iyficcontest "rarely seen character"
Written: 11/26/06
Characters: Inupapa
Genre: General, Humor
Rating: PG/K+
Word count: 279
Summary: It's tough being dead, beautiful, and nameless.
Anonymous
His name was…
Well, apparently it didn't really matter what his name was. People didn't seem to care. And by "people" he meant anyone who mentioned his existence. They always referred to him by his title, which was all very well and respectful until he realized that they did so because they simply didn't know his name. This in itself didn't bother him that much, but this mindset changed when he discovered that his own sons had no knowledge of his name.
"Damn!" he roared, his voice scattering grave bones into the air. He liked that modern phrase very much, incidentally.
But back to the point! How is it that his own sons never mentioned him by name? His own two, beautiful little boys mothered by two beautiful women… Surely one of the women would have informed his sons of their father's name. What disrespect! What ingrates! He'd done right by them, hadn't he? Even though he died, he'd left behind means of survival for them. Were swords not considered symbols of love and affection anymore? Had the times changed in the centuries?
"It's so hard being dead," he bemoaned. "And beautiful," he added, as an afterthought.
Sulking, the Inu no Taisho (for even the author didn't know his name) perched on a pile of bones and heaved a sigh.
"For your grievous disrespect, I hope you boys have as much trouble with your women as I did!" he cursed, shaking his fist to the air.
Perhaps he was going senile in death, but no matter. The Inu no Taisho found that his curses had more weight than one would expect, and he settled back to watch it enfold.