[drabble] Kami Kaitou

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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*

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The others broke into amused laughter.

"You're right!" laughed Masafumi, kicking the stuffed rabbit to the left.

Kunio stepped on Sagaru's free hand and ground down with the heel of his sneaker. "Worthless dick!" He kicked Sagaru hard in the head with his other foot. Sagaru gave a short cry of pain before he curled into a fetal position as the others closed in around him.

"Yeah!"

"Sickening--"

"Freak!"

"Gaijin!!"

"...hey... all for playful games but..."

Oh god, help, they're going to hurt me real bad--

"HEY! You know, hurting younger kids are not funny," said an unfamilar, small voice.

The gang paused, turning sharply to see who was the over-nosy kid, mouths opening already to order him off or join the blond on the ground. "What the--" murmured Tatsuhiko. There was no one there.

"Down here. Look lower!" said the displeased voice helpfully. Pops of pink smoke sounding from the floor caught their attention.

It was the stuffed rabbit. It had its front legs crossed in annoyance and was tapping one hind paw.

"What?" it snapped, cocking an ear. "Oh. Boo!" A wave of FORCE nudged playfully at the gathered boys, dragging the bullies a little away from the blond trapped under them.

Souma, Kunio, and the others screamed as one and stampeded for the exit, kicking Sagaru to one side.

"Man. What jerks." said the possessed toy. "But why scream? Was it because I'm naked?"

Dazed, Sagaru managed not to scream, but only just. He didn't think the rabbit would appreciate it and getting it angry wasn't in his best interests at all. It was between him and the door.

"Hmm, I could get clothes. Do you think a waistcoat would make me look fat?" the rabbit asked lightly.

At the moment, Sagaru could only think of three explanations. One, Kunio had hit him on the head much harder than he thought and he was seeing things. Two, he just dropped into a surreal universe like Alice in Wonderland, although the rabbit didn't have a waistcoat or a pocketwatch. Three, Kunio had knocked him unconscious and he was dreaming. After painfully pinching his nose with the hand that hurt less, Sagaru concluded it was the last one since he personally considered the second opinion unrealistic. At least, he dearly hoped so. This is a dream.

The white rabbit sighed. "why is it when anyone meets me, he thinks he's high? maybe it's the total awesome-ness of my presence."

Sagaru wondered if he had said his last thought out loud. "Awesomeness-ness is-- is not a word," he finally rasped.

"Aha, it talks!" cheered the rabbit, skipping forward.

Sagaru broke. Backing up in with a terrified squeak, he yelped, "Stay back!"

"Aw, come on, is it the rabbit suit? Don't like rabbits? Maybe I can possess a penguin instead, who doesn't like penguins?, but there aren't any around at the moment..."

Hitting an altar in his mindless scrabble backwards, Hakuba ignored the throbs of pain and grouped blindly for something to ward off the steadily approaching impossbility. Shivering as his hand closed stiffly on something wet and slimy, Sagaru nonetheless thrust it before him like a shield, in panic.

"AHHH!!! IT SMELLS! How could you, and I thought we were friends!!" The stuffed rabbit staggered back in aversion before making a theatrical thump to the concrete floor.