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I wrote this while cooking some noodles.
Drabble for Mr. Cat
By Pearl of the Dark Age
Two tall, handsome men were strolling down the busy market street. No one who saw them would know what their true natures were like. "Give me the list!" Saito snapped as he snatched a scrap of parchment from Aoshi's hand.
"What do you think you're doing?" Aoshi demanded. "That's my list! I wrote it, I cook, I buy. I don't know why you bothered to come with me!"
"I don't trust you," Saito mused. "I just want to make sure that you don't over spend my money again."
"If you complain, you can cook from now on," Aoshi replied coolly. He retrieved the grocery list, glanced down it quickly as if he didn't already have it memorized, and started toward the nearest vendor selling freshly caught fish.
"Don't get herring," Saito commanded as he followed on his heel. "You always get herring. You know I hate it!"
"I don't know what you're talking about." Aoshi's indifferent expression well disguised his amusement.
"How about cod?" Saito suggested.
"I hate cod," Aoshi muttered. "No flavor."
"You enjoy being difficult, don't you?" Saito returned.
"You enjoy giving orders, don't you?" Aoshi said in the same mock tone. He bought herring, crossed fish off the list, and moved to the next vendor.
And so it continued like this even until they went to bed.
End drabble.
Such serious characters can lead to really oddball scenes, if you think about it. If someone takes something so simple as grocery shopping so seriously and there are differences of taste, I imagine that this is how it would result.