[drabble] Kami Kaitou

[ickaimp]

So I'm beating my head against the proverbial brick wall when Mati asks if we can write a drabble.

Kami-Kaitou, helping someone against bullies and/or to hide/find something.
Extra points for mentioning being warded off by fish.
spirit/ghost/kami Thief.

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Depending on where he traveled in the world, he was known by many names.

Raven by some. Coyote by others. Loki by yet a third people.

But no matter where he went, he was cursed by some, blessed by others. Which was fair, really. His gifts were both blessing and curse.

That was the way of a teacher in all honesty. And his was the school of hard knocks.

So to some extent, he could -understand- when people were annoyed at him.

But really, that was no reason to cover his favourite shrine in his least favourite food.

Ugh. Fish.

-fin-

And back to wrestling with Aoko. *sighs*

Comments

[dogmatix-san.livejournal.com]

Heehee. And in reply, though not of drabble lenght, I suspect.

It really wasn't fair, Hakuba thought. Just because he was eleven years old (almost twelve!) and a gaijin (which he really couldn't help, or anything), he was always getting picked on.

So during breaks he hid away in the overgrown corner of the playground, reading his books. He usually left his books in the little shrine, and if one of them sometimes went missing, it was always back in a few days. He liked to think it was the shrine's kami, but was getting too old to really believe that anymore.

Settling back against the stone walls, Hakuba lost himself in Hound of the Baskervilles, not noticing the transparent white shape perched lightly on the roof of the shrine, Hakuba's temporarily missing copy of Robin Hood floating serenely open in front of it.

[ickaimp.livejournal.com]

I AM NOT STARTING ANOTHER AU, DAMMIT!!!!

[jeva-chan.livejournal.com]

*pats* Poor Icka XDD

STUPID STUPID PLOT BUNNIES.

[ickaimp.livejournal.com]

If he was asked, he would blame it on boredom.

As a trickster god, it was a valid excuse.

And really, people had gotten far too complacent as of late. No one ever expected him anymore

It was such a simple thing too, just triggering a small latch at the right time. The son had placed his hand -right- there, and boom! a secret uncovered. Like setting up dominoes, one thing followed another and a trickster was back in action.

And he had an outlet to the world again.

Really, it was just the boredom talking.

Perhaps they'd make books of it, like that Robin fellow.

Now -there- was a thought....

[mariechar.livejournal.com]

OO! Me likeses! I can actually see kaito perched above Hakuba, reading over his shoulder. OR something like that