Mamaverse drabbles
obstinate:
Heero liked to think he was dependable and reliable. Duo liked to call him stubborn as a mule. Of course Heero was flexible compared to his mother or his eldest brother.
Then he met someone who matched him point for point, ticked him off, pushed his buttons on levels he didn't know he had buttons, and who could, on bad days, irk him simply by breathing. Mostly because this person had eyes for Ro's best friend and Ro liked that about as much as he liked the crazy stalker girl form the all girls private school.
Duo called him stubborn but Chang called him obstinate and Ro called Chang a hentai bishonen uke.
differentiate:
Aeris doesn't ask herself what if. It's bad precedent in any relationship her mother's say, and she doesn't like trying to second guess fate. She doesn't think about what could have been or what might happen or who might come along. She doesn't plan.
The world turns and she lives her life the way she wants to, loves the people her heart chooses, and lets what may be, be. She loves Zack for Zack, and Cloud for Cloud, and she hopes one day both Zack and Cloud will be able to love her with their parents blessings but she doesn't wait for that day.
She doesn't wonder if she loves one more than another or differently than another. She loves. She doesn't differentiate.
lotion:
Cloud uses lotion on his hands to help soften the calluses. He's practicing kendo and the boken rubs his hands raw even under the gloves and wrappings. In fact, the wrappings rub at his knuckles and there are days he has to sit through his mother interrogating his teachers to make sure he isn't getting in fights because of his 'violent and unsuitable friends.'
The lotion is scented with lavender and has soothing aloe but he always feels like he's getting girly when he uses it. It's his mother's lotion and he hates it until Zack steals the bottle from his bag and put it to use in entirely unappropriated and deviant ways.
After that he starts looking forward to kendo practice.
taco:
Mama doesn't cook well. No matter how long she's been a mother, no matter what recipes she tries or cooking shows she watches the only thing she's mastered is the art of the taco.
Itachi likes his without cheese, Zack with extra hot sauce, Heero will eat anything but appreciates leaving the beans out. Sasuke likes to help shred the lettuce even if the tomatoes somehow end up on the side of his plate.
She's even gotten Cloud and Duo's favorites down, grilling chicken and steak to go with the hamburger, setting out extra romaine for Aeris and crunchy noodles for Naruto.
She doesn't cook well, but no one goes hungry.
demon:
Itachi likes to fight. He doesn't start fights, he doesn't go looking for fights, he doesn't even engage in violent sports, but the desire and enjoyment are there all the same. He watches hockey for the bloodshed and cheers on his brothers at school.
There are always idiots who will call him out, who will target his family, who will need to see the light through rough treatment. He likes that, likes kicking ass and being the strongest, not because he cares about the scum of the earth but because it means he can protect what's important and one day, he'll be able to repay the men he hates the most.
He dreams about the day he'll be able to look into black eyes wide with terror and say 'Hello Dad.'
cherry lemon pie:
Aeris loves her boys. Her mothers have taught her to cook and bake and she tries pastry after pastry looking for the one that will finally bring a smile to Miss Liore's face. She's already won over Miss Strife with cherry lemon pie, glazed with egg white and powdered sugar.
Miss Strife had a thing against her she knew because of Zack. And Miss Liore... Miss Liore had a thing against her because of her mothers. But she wasn't her mom or her mother and one day she would be able to convince the hawk eyed woman of that.
But in her experience baked goods helped ease the way. If only she could think of something that wouldn't end up in the gullets of Zack's brothers first.
boobies:
Zack likes breasts. He likes to watch them, play with them, roll them around in his hands and flick the nipples with his thumbs. He likes them under layers or bare or held up with underwires, large or small or darkly tanned to glowy white.
He's not too picky about how he gets his breasts to oggle or doesn't, as the case may be. He likes breasts. Except for one pair that is absolutely beautiful and which supported him and his brothers for more years than he can count on two hands.
His mom has quite a rack, and he'll knock out anyone who points that out. He's seen his brothers breast fed.
Heero liked to think he was dependable and reliable. Duo liked to call him stubborn as a mule. Of course Heero was flexible compared to his mother or his eldest brother.
Then he met someone who matched him point for point, ticked him off, pushed his buttons on levels he didn't know he had buttons, and who could, on bad days, irk him simply by breathing. Mostly because this person had eyes for Ro's best friend and Ro liked that about as much as he liked the crazy stalker girl form the all girls private school.
Duo called him stubborn but Chang called him obstinate and Ro called Chang a hentai bishonen uke.
differentiate:
Aeris doesn't ask herself what if. It's bad precedent in any relationship her mother's say, and she doesn't like trying to second guess fate. She doesn't think about what could have been or what might happen or who might come along. She doesn't plan.
The world turns and she lives her life the way she wants to, loves the people her heart chooses, and lets what may be, be. She loves Zack for Zack, and Cloud for Cloud, and she hopes one day both Zack and Cloud will be able to love her with their parents blessings but she doesn't wait for that day.
She doesn't wonder if she loves one more than another or differently than another. She loves. She doesn't differentiate.
lotion:
Cloud uses lotion on his hands to help soften the calluses. He's practicing kendo and the boken rubs his hands raw even under the gloves and wrappings. In fact, the wrappings rub at his knuckles and there are days he has to sit through his mother interrogating his teachers to make sure he isn't getting in fights because of his 'violent and unsuitable friends.'
The lotion is scented with lavender and has soothing aloe but he always feels like he's getting girly when he uses it. It's his mother's lotion and he hates it until Zack steals the bottle from his bag and put it to use in entirely unappropriated and deviant ways.
After that he starts looking forward to kendo practice.
taco:
Mama doesn't cook well. No matter how long she's been a mother, no matter what recipes she tries or cooking shows she watches the only thing she's mastered is the art of the taco.
Itachi likes his without cheese, Zack with extra hot sauce, Heero will eat anything but appreciates leaving the beans out. Sasuke likes to help shred the lettuce even if the tomatoes somehow end up on the side of his plate.
She's even gotten Cloud and Duo's favorites down, grilling chicken and steak to go with the hamburger, setting out extra romaine for Aeris and crunchy noodles for Naruto.
She doesn't cook well, but no one goes hungry.
demon:
Itachi likes to fight. He doesn't start fights, he doesn't go looking for fights, he doesn't even engage in violent sports, but the desire and enjoyment are there all the same. He watches hockey for the bloodshed and cheers on his brothers at school.
There are always idiots who will call him out, who will target his family, who will need to see the light through rough treatment. He likes that, likes kicking ass and being the strongest, not because he cares about the scum of the earth but because it means he can protect what's important and one day, he'll be able to repay the men he hates the most.
He dreams about the day he'll be able to look into black eyes wide with terror and say 'Hello Dad.'
cherry lemon pie:
Aeris loves her boys. Her mothers have taught her to cook and bake and she tries pastry after pastry looking for the one that will finally bring a smile to Miss Liore's face. She's already won over Miss Strife with cherry lemon pie, glazed with egg white and powdered sugar.
Miss Strife had a thing against her she knew because of Zack. And Miss Liore... Miss Liore had a thing against her because of her mothers. But she wasn't her mom or her mother and one day she would be able to convince the hawk eyed woman of that.
But in her experience baked goods helped ease the way. If only she could think of something that wouldn't end up in the gullets of Zack's brothers first.
boobies:
Zack likes breasts. He likes to watch them, play with them, roll them around in his hands and flick the nipples with his thumbs. He likes them under layers or bare or held up with underwires, large or small or darkly tanned to glowy white.
He's not too picky about how he gets his breasts to oggle or doesn't, as the case may be. He likes breasts. Except for one pair that is absolutely beautiful and which supported him and his brothers for more years than he can count on two hands.
His mom has quite a rack, and he'll knock out anyone who points that out. He's seen his brothers breast fed.