Short Stories From Jun 08

by Sheankelor

So, what were our senshi friends like before they became senshi? All of these stories are from Before the series started and focus on all sorts of characters in the series. T just in case. If you enjoy, please let me know.

8. An unwanted day off

Title: An unwanted day off
Author: Ree
Theme: Preseries - sick day
Genre: general
Version: Anime/Manga
Rating: G

I asked for their stories and this is what they told me. I can't guarantee they're the truth, you will have to ask Takeuchi Naoko, to whom they belong to.

An unwanted day off

One cough lead to a sniffle. The sniffle lead to a head ache. The head ache lead to a fever. The fever lead to a cranky child. The cranky child got to stay home from school.

Asumi stirred the miso soup before going to check on Haruka. She was right where she had left her; curled up on the couch staring glass-eyed into the back gardens. Moving over to her, Asumi laid a hand across the sick child's brow.

At her touch, Haruka looked up at her grandmother. "I want to go to school."

Asumi bit back a sigh. They had been through this once this morning already. "You can't. They would send you home, or leave you in the nurse's office. There is no way they would let you compete."

"I could do it. I'm not that sick." The heated look was almost as warm as the skin Asumi had just felt.

"Possibly. Probably given your will power. But it wouldn't be fair to win the next competition because everyone else was sick." She brushed her fingers across Haruka's hot dry skin. "You would make them all sick today." The mulish set to Haruka's face told her that she hadn't won, but that Haruka wasn't going to press the point any further right now. "How about some miso soup and some tea?"

Haruka knew better than refuse. She knew that her grandmother was her rival when it came to being stubborn. She was going to eat the soup whether she wanted it or not. Pulling herself up to her feet, she headed for the dining room. As she settled at the table, with her hands holding up her head, the smell of the soup drifted out to her. 'Besides, nobody makes a better miso soup than Grandmother Asumi.'

Nibbling on fresh bread, sipping on miso soup, and drinking green tea, Haruka decided that if she had to have a sick day, she was glad she was able to spend it at Grandmother Asumi's.