Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Anatomy of Melancholy ❯ Let Them Eat Rice Cake ( Chapter 7 )

 

Here you go. This one is much more comical. Shorter, but funny as anything. Kibito is, of course, not pleased at having to live with a couple of vampires, so he decides to take matters into his own hands ... and do his damndest to make their stay as miserable as possible. I love Kibito. Oh, and I am going to add a side chapter that goes into more detail on Sin and Varish that elaborates on the odd behaviour both exhibit in this chapter. It is optional, and once I have it together, you can read it, or skip it. Your choice - it is going to be dark, very dark. So, again, if you read it, tread lightly.

 

Songs featured this chapter (in order): Let's Get It Started, Black Eyed Peas ... Kitu, Deepak Ram (our most sincere apologies that we could not dig up the lyrics, although it is mostly an instrumental - featured on Buddha Bar v.1) ... Milkshake, by Kelis ... Swollen Sea (beautiful song) by Lovespirals.

 

Chapter Seven: Let Them Eat Rice Cake

 

In The Kitchen:

 

Kibito stalked into the kitchen, quite sore and displeased at his present predicament. It seemed the day long respite had done nothing to mitigate his hatred and distrust of the demon couple. Instead, it had relinquished him fresh insight and inspiration - bad insight and inspiration. Of course, he thought it genius, grinning like an idiot to himself as he rummaged about to find the item he needed.

 

Not the tomatoes. He thought, pushing them to the side. No, not the carrots. He started to become irritated as he frantically picked through the refrigerator, cabinets and cupboards, looking for the particular spice required. Where in the Universe did Master Higashi put the garlic? He groused in his mind, grimacing in unadulterated disdain. Oh, there you are. He at last found the abundance of pungent bulbs in one of the upper cupboards. His features brightening in diabolical delight at that, he set about stringing them up like Christmas lights.

 

Taunt me, will you. Burn, demon heathen, burn! Kibito cackled in his wicked thoughts, casting a wary glance about himself to make sure his master was nowhere close by. I must protect Master Higashi - with or without his consent. Kibito nodded confidently as he turned up the radio and bounced about the room, singing to the music and hanging garlic on ... well, just about everything in sight.

 

“Everybody, everybody,

Let's get into it, get stupid,

Get it started, get it started, get it started.

 

Let's get it started, ha!

Let's get it started in here.

Let's get it started, ha!

Let's get it started in here.

 

Come on ya'll, let's get woohoo!

Let's get woohoo (in here)

Let's get woohoo!

Let's get woohoo (in here)

Let's get woohoo!

Let's get woohoo (in here)

Ow, ow, ow ...

Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya!”

 

It's a shame that Kibito did not realize that in reality, vampires are not in the slightest repelled by garlic. But, then again, Kibito did not understand much about vampires or other demon kith and kin. Or, perhaps again, he had just taken the bad horror novels he had read in preparation a mite too seriously.

 

In The Garden:

 

KituIntro

 

Higashi no Kaioshin had been brooding for hours. I hate the thought that I upset her like that. I thought it would encourage her to confide in me, but instead, I just frightened and angered her. I've not seen her, or for that matter her consort, all day. He sighed, a delicate, absentminded lavender hand brushing a stray lock of sleek, snowy hair from out his eyes. I am going to need to tread lightly with them I can see. He thought as he lifted his head to look out over the lush, green garden. His glum demeanor lightened a shade, and that same serene, signature smile crept onto his lips.

 

I suppose it does not have to be so bad. He decided as he sighed again and stood to stretch. I am just not used to having such sensitive and temperamental people around. But, that does not mean they are all bad. He thought as he strode around the garden, stopping then and again to inspect the colourful flora as he ruminated on the taxing situation. I hope they don't skip dinner again tonight. I might not understand most things about demons, but I do know they need nourishment and sustenance as much as anyone else.

 

He had opted to let them be last night. He felt Sin could use some much needed solitude on the heels of their falling out. That and he had noticed odd, intense fluctuations in the auras of the pair. Probably just bringing him up to speed on what happened in the kitchen. Higashi shrugged as he bent to brush a couple of roses that had become tangled back into proper place. Sure, that seems logical enough. He sighed briskly, standing again and dusting the invisible wrinkles out of his white cotton top and matching pale sage silk kimono robe and slit to the knee pants.

 

I suppose I should clean up for dinner. I wonder what Kibito is making tonight. He mused, giggling as his stomach rumbled in discontent. Of course. I have not fed you since lunch. I apologize - but, soon. Closing his eyes, Higashi used his teleportation technique to disappear from the tranquil garden scene and reappear a second later in his posh, palatial bedroom.

 

End song

 

In The Kitchen (again):

 

“Jerusalem Crickets - what in the nine hells ... ” Varish stood aghast and agape in his dark cobalt silk robe, looking around the kitchen in disgusted fascination at the unsightly, rank décor. He thoughtlessly raised one hand, extending a long, curious finger ... and poked one of the garlic strings in befuddled amusement.

 

Kibito stood beaming at the unsuspecting male demon over a pot of steaming marinara sauce. Here it comes. He thought giddily, fidgeting from foot to foot as horrid scenes of smoke and melted flesh flooded his mind. But then ... nothing happened. No smoke - no screams of anguish ... no burning demon menace wilting into a pile of unfortunate ash on the floor. No ... it can not be. The guardian thought in incredulous disappointment.

 

“You!” He stomped over to the giggling demon, “Why are you not a smoldering pile of ash?” He rebuked, poking him none too politely in the chest with an irate finger. I went through all of that trouble and he can not so much as do me the courtesy of going up in flames?

 

“Say, Kibbles ... Quit flirting, already. You're not my type.” The coltish menace laughed, a playful hand spatting the obtrusive finger to the side as he winked and licked his lips in a tempting fashion. Oh, blood of a bitch - is he mad. Varish thought as he lost it and almost collapsed in a fit of indecorous laughter. He ran in incoherent circles as Kibito chased him, mad as a hornet and hell bent for election.

 

“Iniquitous delinquent, you ...” Kibito began to go into a rant.

 

“My milkshake brings all the boys to yard,

And they're like,

It's better than yours.

Damn right, it's better than yours.

I can teach you,

But Ihave to charge.” Varish sang, ridiculing and taunting a discombobulated and outraged Kibito.

 

“La la ... la la la.

Warm it up.

La la ... la la la.

The boys are waiting.” The antagonistic demon teased from behind the kitchen table, shaking his rump seductively at Kibito.

 

“Watch if you're smart.” Varish baited, fluttering his eyes at the cantankerous guardian in an erotic, come hither ripple.

 

“My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,

And they're like,

It's better than yours.

Damn right,

It's better than yours.

I can teach you,

But Ihave to charge.”

 

Kaioshin had entered not long into the budding argument, although the hideous, foul mess distracted him from paying it much of a mind. Higashi stood transfixed, eyes also as big as saucer plates, inspecting his once neat and pristine kitchen. It was, of course, still neat and pristine ... a neat, pristine, odorous garlic patch ... inhabited by an insanely enraged pink guardian and his calamitous demon sprite arch nemesis. Milkshakes ... we're having milkshakes for dinner?

 

“Kibito - I am probably going to regret asking you this,” Higashi fumbled as the pair screeched to a halt, “But ... is there a good reason our kitchen looks like a garden contest experiment gone really, horribly wrong?” He looked at his panting, infuriated guardian like he had just sprouted ten heads and eight arms. Oh no ... he has finally cracked. I knew I should have made him take that vacation last century. He thought, a large bead of sweat cascading down his temple.

 

“Kibbles here got it into his head that vampires are repelled by garlic.” Varish mocked the livid servant, beaning Kibito on the head with the stout wooden spoon he had stolen from him in his disoriented, distracted state. Of course, this brought Kibito back around faster than a cat lapping chain lighting, and the spunky demon had to resort to using poor Higashi as a human shield to escape his hopping mad, lumbering behemoth pursuer. Oh, this is rich. The annoying Elder thought spitting a taunting tongue at the pink mad hatter from behind the demure, and in a lot of senses petrified, young God.

 

“Kibito, please put the garlic in it's rightful place and dish up our dinner.” Higashi slothfully and tonelessly plead, shooting his guardian an alarmed look that said please stop it, you're frightening me. Kibito looked as though he might argue the toss, but a more stern glare from his master quick abated that rash impulse. Casting one last nefarious death glare at his tormentor that could have melted cinderblock, he obediently relented and set about to collecting his failed garlic refuge and gathering plates to dish up the food.

 

“I need to get him out of the house.” Higashi muttered in dismay, turning to cast a censorious glare at the pestilent demon sniggering in glee behind him. “Oh, honestly - please stop taunting him so much. I understand you need ... amusement. But, you are a guest and he is your host. I request that you please be more courteous to him.” Higashi politely admonished, satisfied at the apologetic gleam in his glistening blue eyes before another, more pointed, thought hit him. “Varish - is Sin with you?” He queried, poking his head around the male demon to scour the hall and foyer. Is she not coming down again? She can not go without dinner for two nights. If she doesn't show, I'll have to take it up to her and find out what's going on.

 

Higashi quirked an inquisitive, slender eyebrow as the male demon blanched and lashed pained, shameful eyes to the floor. Curious. I wonder what that's all about. Perhaps this is the reason I did not seem them today. He studied the man intensely under skeptical black oceans as he licked his lips and appeared to be blushing. He resisted the insatiable urge to read his thoughts, though. No, I got in trouble for that yesterday. I shouldn't be doing that so frivolously, anyhow.

 

“I - Higashi ... no, Sin is not with me. Ooh, say ... spaghetti.” Varish skipped past him and out of the discomforting occasion, bounding up to Kibito and, much to the looming pink guardian's pleasant and eager surprise, began to compliment his exquisite culinary expertise. At least he is not antagonizing him. I do wish I knew what happened here, though. It has to be serious to have him so ... what's a good way to put it ... so bent out of proportion. Goodness, and he came to dinner in his pyjamas - I told Kibito there was nothing wrong with eating dinner in your nightclothes. The little God giggled as Sin tiptoed in behind him.

 

“Oh, Sin - there you are.” Higashi smiled in relief as he greeted her. “I feared you might not be joining us.” His cheerful smile faded fast though at her, sad, querulous pout. Okay, this is beginning to look more serious by the minute. Is she still cross at me, or does this have to do with her companion's out of character behaviour? “Sin ... I hope you are not still mad at me. I am terribly sorry about upsetting you.” He slyly prodded. Let's see what she says. I might not be able to read her mind, but that's not the only trick I have at my disposal. He smugly thought.

 

Will you return here?

Engulfed by a bleak fear.

Have you beenswallowed by the swollen sea?

 

Where have you gone to?

Pray tell it's not true.

That you've been swallowed by the swollen sea.

 

“No, not at all.” She murmured in a dismal tone, plastering on a modest, plastic smile. “I thought, perhaps ...” she began in a lethargic hush, glancing to the table at her consort, both nervously eluding the eyes of the other, “could I ...” she trembled, tightening her black chenille robe more snuggly about her slinky figure, “eat in my room - is that okay?” Her dark mocha eyes begged his obsidian ones to please, please say yes.

 

Drowning, drowning, oh ... no.

Drowning, drowning oh ... no.

 

“Oh ... of course.” Higashi nodded and tread on numbed legs to the counter. He had hoped for the pleasure of her company again tonight, but it seemed that option not to be in the cards. “Would you like garlic bread and parmesan cheese, too?” He asked her as he put her plate together. The drearisome female demon just nodded, crossing her arms about her chest and curling into the doorframe, looking to all the world like a cat in a strange garret. “Here you go.” He said as he handed the steaming porcelain platter to her. I hope she eats all of it. She could use a little more meat on her bones. He thought as he glimpsed her thin arm.

 

Swim back,

Please swim back,

Oh swim back,

Please swim back to me.

 

Swim back,

Oh swim back,

Please swim back,

Oh swim back to me.

 

“It looks fabulous. Thank you, again.” Sin smiled dolorously, her sooty, mellifluous voice cracking at the edges. She startled as his delicate hand flittered to her forearm, flooring her and almost starting her out of her skin. Struggling in earnest to maintain compose and not drop the plate, Sin regarded him from beneath hooded, cynical eyes.

 

Will you return here?

Engulfed by a bleak fear.

Have you been swallowed by the swollen sea?

 

There goes that startle mechanism I still do not understand. She is not going to take me up the offer, but she at least needs to know she has someone to turn to regardless.

 

Where have you gone to?

Pray tell it's not true.

That you've been swallowed by the swollen sea.

 

“Sin, should you care to talk about this later, please know I am here for you.” Higashi consoled. Sin did not seem as acerbic as she tried at times to pretend. He had fast figured out that underneath the acrimonious air and fragmented mordant sentiment there stood a charming, obviously troubled and insecure, little girl. He found her interesting and intriguing, as did he her consort. In all his countless years being Higashi no Kaioshin, no one had treated him as a normal person. He represented an ideal - a figurehead, an idol, and nothing more. But to them, he was simply Higashi ... who just happened to be the God of Gods.

 

“Oh, no, thank you.” She said, mocha orbs darting to the floor as she blushed ten shades of scarlet. “I am - I'll be fine, I promise. But, I appreciate the offer.” She lifted her eyes to his, trying to smile, but failing so miserably. She lent him an abrupt nod, fleeing in the direction of the foyer stairs and up to her room before she lost purchase and cried in front of anyone.

 

Drowning, drowning, oh ... no.

Drowning, drowning oh ... no.

 

Higashi again stood in confounded silence - for the second time left to speculate on her retreating figure. Sparing a glance at the table, his eyes centered on the male demon. So now I know for certain he has some part in this. He put that thought on the back burner for the moment as he crossed the room to take his place at the table. But I am not forgetting. I am going to get to the bottom of this.

 

“I already told you - I am not a story book character. I do not burst into flames at the sight of sunlight, garlic, or holy water. You brought me here in the middle of the day, did you not ... and I am a priest, for Pete sake. Do the math, jolly pink giant.”

 

“Master, he's doing it again.”

 

“Happy place ... I'm in my happy place.”

 

Drowning, drowning, oh ... no.

Drowning, drowning oh ... no.

 

End of Chapter Seven

 

Good old Kibito. I just adore him to bits. Okay, so, the next chapter is going to be Higashi and Kibito - nothing but Higashi and Kibito. Oh, and Dabura is set to make another appearance. I get use a Skyndryd song (hope I spelled it right). Joy.