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Seahorses
"Thats worse than having not child at all..." Kyo gasped.
Yuki stared down at the table, seething from Akito's cruelty. "That's what he said. And what Akito says, goes, as usual." He whispered.
Kyo searched for some answer to such a predicament but found none. In his rage, he stalked off to the roof, leaving the rat alone in his cool anger.
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Tohru smiled broadly as she brought out a small dish of wasabi, and sat down to eat with Kyo, Yuki and Shigure.
"Thanks for the meal!" Everyone chimed, monotonusly for the most part.
Chopsticks clacked against porcelain bowls, filling the sound void that had settled over the table. Tohru smiled dumbly through her rice, peiring over her bowl to observe the boys. The phone rang startlingly, and the eating ceased.
Kyo's eyes lingered to the phone, and said sarcastically, "Not everybody move at once." and picked up the phone. On the other line he heard a hysterical Hatori.
"Hello? Kyo! Oh my god, I need Shigure this minute, it's important!"
Startled, and confused, the cat pushed the phone into Shigure's hands.
"Hello?" Shigure answered curiously.
"Shigure! I need you to come quickly, now, and bring salmon, lots of salmon."
"Er... ok..?" Shigure hung up the phone, raced to the market and then to Hatori's house.
Shigure dashed up the path, and threw the door open to find Hatori on the floor clutching his stomach. "Gure... need... SALMON!"
Hatori snatched the bag and rushed into the kitchen, slicing the heavenly meat that his toung craved so desperately. "OH MY GOD, SHIGURE... UGHN!"
"Tori-san?" Shigure questioned, as he poked his head into the kitchen. "What're you doing?"
"Eating this heavenly salmon you have brought to me! Mmmmmmm..." Hatori turned to Shigure with half lidded eyes, "Do you know how good this tastes?"
Shigure raised an eyebrow, "No, as a matter of fact-"
Hatori shoved some salmon into the inu's mouth and then took another large bite for himself. "You have made me the happiest man on earth." Hatori grinned, staring steadily at Shigure.
He smiled, "Glad I could help, I suppose." He rubbed the back of his neck, looking at Hatori sheepishly.
Hatori stiffened into his natural air of self preservation, and threw away the remnants of the fish, and turned to Shigure once more. "Akito's descision was predictable." he muttered, "Are you prepared to handel the stipulations?"
Shigure tilted his head downwards and thought a moment, "I will never be ready to give up a child- mine or otherwise- to Akito. If we hope for a daughter, at least she will not live in a world of icy darkness."
Hatori closed his one visible eye and sighed, "We are in for a long battle, Gure."