Title: Vengeance
date written: 10-24-06
Hiyoshi stared at the thing in front of him, wishing it would go away, wishing he could be anywhere else but here. He could be playing tennis, or planning his inevitable domination of Hyoutei, or even doing his homework. He could be putting his time to good use by rereading that book on voodoo dolls he'd found at the library. He could be doing anything else and he would be happy. But no, this… this thing had to make his life miserable.
He glared at it, willing it to burst into flames so he could have an excuse to leave.
The rose bush simply stood there in all its pink, perfumed glory.
Hiyoshi sighed, and picked up the sheers. This was all his mother's fault, of course. His mother wanted to visit her ill friend, and naturally that meant that she wanted to bring her a bouquet of flowers. Flowers, however, were expensive. Knowing this, she had long ago taken to growing roses and various other suitable species in their backyard so that whenever she needed them, all she had to do was cut them. And, naturally, Hiyoshi was the one who always ended up standing in the backyard holding a bucket and a pair of sheers and wearing his mother's gardening gloves, which were a shamefully girly shade of pink.
If his teammates ever saw him like this, he'd never make captain next year.
Hiyoshi hissed in pain as a thorn caught his skin. As he tried to pull away, it raked down his arm, leaving a long line of bright red. Still growling to himself, he examined his arm and then, with the glint of vengeance in his eyes, lunged for the offending stem and savagely severed it from the plant.
"HA! Gekokujou!!"
He threw the flower into the bucket with the rest, smiling in grim triumph, and continued his work.
If anyone asked, he would say it was a battle wound.