Title: Ten
Summary: 10 small things about Chiisai that make the Wolf happy.
Word Count: 477
A/N: I was in an experimental mood when I came up with this one, possibly brought on by the fact that I've been reading a few "20/30/50 theme" fics lately.
1. He always notices when she's wearing a new suit, a new pair of heels or new jewelry, although he doesn't always comment on it. Some people might call this obsessive.
Saitou would tell these "some people" to kiss his ass.
2. He likes that she doesn't wear perfume, because he has yet to find one he can tolerate, and he'd hate to associate overpowering and nausea-inducing odors with his Chiisai.
3. And yes, she is his Chiisai. It surprised him, the first time he thought of her that way, but it had come so naturally that he'd decided to just accept it, and he hasn't thought about it since.
4. She is arguably the most cheerful person he knows, and he admires that even as he wonders how, exactly, she is able to be that way. Then again, she hasn't seen the shit he has.
5. He is so very, fervently thankful that she's never seen the shit he has.
6. He doesn't think of himself as especially possessive until the day he comes in later than usual and sees her talking, not to Shiori, but to a man standing next to her. Upon shooting the man a very dark look, he has to admit that perhaps, at least when it comes to Tokio, he's a little possessive. And after effectively scaring the guy away from the luncheonette entirely, nearly everyone but the woman who caused the stir (ah, oblivious little Chiisai!) was inclined to agree.
7. She came to the luncheonette once with her hair loose around her shoulders. When he asked her about it, she said her barrette had broken and she didn't have anything but pens and pencils to pick her hair up with, which was unprofessional in the extreme, so she'd just worn her hair down.
Her decision had made that day the best day of his life.
8. Sometimes he wonders about her background, because he gets the feeling that she isn't from a middle class background like he is. It's a slight inflection in her voice, but he catches it every time and wonders just how far out of his league she is. Because she's quality, and he knows that because he can see it.
This realization in no way deters him at any point.
9. And speaking of her voice, he likes it. Actually, he loves it. It's pitched low and when she isn't mad at him for calling her Chiisai, it's soft, and he listens to it and knows for a fact that if sex were a sound it would be her voice.
10. He never meant to nickname her. "Chiisai" was supposed to be a one time thing. But it fits her so well that it sticks.
That, and it drives her crazy—he loves her but that doesn't mean she's safe from his sense of humor.