Jan 21, 2006 23:55
Anticipating the end of his visit with Akito, Hatori stood up from his kneeling submissive stance and picked up his jacket again, slipping it on. His eyes lingered on Akito briefly before he mentally shook his head at his younger cousin's retort, finally coming to rest on a nearby window.
But, the dragon fully expected a bitter response to his simple compliance with his plan and had way too much experience dealing with the other's rapid mood swings. Brushing his fingers across his jacket to pick up a stray ball of lint, the doctor pondered for a moment about his cousin's question: "Where's Kureno?" Hatori's two year younger cousin, a meek and kind member of the cursed portion of the family, normally never strayed even ten feet away from the clan leader and dared not to disobey any order of Akito.
That's odd.. he's usually attached at the hip with Akito, he thought to himself as he streched his left arm out. From sitting for hours at a time at his desk, the dragon's entire body felt slightly sore from staying in the same position for so long. Hatori popped his neck to finish his brief streching session and answered Akito's question.
"I'm not sure where Kureno is. Isn't he normally with you?," he inquired, his eyebrow tilting up in a "I really don't know" fashion.