OOC; the meme that everyone's doing.

[heavenly_home]

Comment with a 5 + 1 list and I'll write a drabble about it! Include the name of the characters, the ship (if applicable), and a general rating to go along with it.

ex. Five times Kasumi cooked for someone, and one time someone cooked for her.

Characters:
Ys Coredlan
Tendou Kasumi

xed: Tendou Nabiki

This is an anything goes round. I'll try

Comments

[deadly_garden]

Five times Kasumi didn't fight, and one time she did.

*5 /Youth

[heavenly_home]

Kasumi has never learned to say 'no'. She's always been nice, ever since she was a little girl and her friend wanted whatever she had. She would offer it and say, "Here you are" with a smile. Her friend would be happy; it was worth it, for that smile

*4 /Misdemeanor

[heavenly_home]

"I hate you." She never expected to hear those words from anyone; never at all from her sister.

"Nabiki..."

"Go away!"

What could she do but obey?

*3/Dire Straights

[harbringersoul]

Hesitation can be taken as weakness. Kasumi thinks that, perhaps, it is; indecision has always caused suffering on the part of others. "Azula-sama, I..."

"Don't talk to me!" Stated in no uncertain terms, with a glance so vile it speaks of contempt at one's mere existence.

All she wants to do is help. Is the girl truly too hurt to allow it?

The look in her eyes; anger and outrage, but underneith all of this...

Yes, perhaps she is.

"Yes, Fire Lord. Of course." And Kasumi turns away.

*2/Persistance

[harbringersoul]

"More rice," Ranma-kun demands, offering him her bowl. The table is a mess of spilled condiments and precariously stacked empty dishes. There is only one scoop of rice left. She's had half a serving yet, and this boy three helpings.

His father is demanding his attention, and if she doesn't take the bowl he'd drop it. Ranma never fights left handed when it comes to food.

"Yes, of course," she says. Kasumi wasn't really that hungry anyway.

*1/Guidance

[harbringersoul]

She is crying, liberally sobbing, and there is nothing anyone can do to calm her. To face the foundations of one's self and find them lacking is a harrowing prospect, and Kasumi has never been very good at being honest with herself.

"Tyki-kun, Tyki, I...!" There is no sense to her words. In the films, a slap would waken her from this state.

A kiss works better still.

He is as gentle as can be expected, embracing her to keep her steady if she were to flail. Only, she is lax in his arms, exhausted with herself, stuttering incoherence.

No fight left, only pleading eyes. What happens now?

+1/Confidence

[harbringersoul]

If Kasumi were good, mother would get better. If she visits her everyday, mother will be able to breath again. If mother can breath, she can talk. Then Kasumi can talk with her and learn from her and have a mommy that's like everyone else'.

I'm sorry, Kasumi-chan. Your mother, she...

No, mommy wouldn't leave. She's over there, right daddy? Mommy's right...over...

There is a body, covered in white. White like snow and mommy's smiles and the rice balls they used to make.

If she smiled, everyone would like her. If she cooked, they would like her better still. Then the ladies next door wouldn't whisper and the children wouldn't stare.

...heard that her mother passed. Tendou-san is left with three daughters.

Not even a son...?

She doesn't like the way they look at her. It feels like she isn't even there.

If she did well in her studies, father would be pleased. If father were happy, he would smile again. If he smiled, Akane-chan wouldn't cry. And if Akane-chan stopped crying everything would be better.

Daddy, daddy, I got a good