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storypaint ([personal profile] storypaint) wrote2010-08-31 09:28 am

[Magic Knight Rayearth/xxxHOLiC] bottled up (Clef & Umi gen)

Title: bottled up
Fandom: Magic Knight Rayearth/xxxHOLiC
Length: 444 words
Prompt: MKR/HOLiC fusion fic for [livejournal.com profile] claire_chan
Pairing: Clef and Umi gen; slight Ascot/Umi
Other: MKR written as if it were xH. Clef makes a weird Yuuko.

Excerpt: I know, I know, don't use magic frivolously!" Umi squeaked, covering her head to avoid the blows from Clef's heavy staff. He seemed satisfied, after a moment, in her apparent repentance, and shuffled back to his chair.

"I know, I know, don't use magic frivolously!" Umi squeaked, covering her head to avoid the blows from Clef's heavy staff. He seemed satisfied, after a moment, in her apparent repentance, and shuffled back to his chair. He relaxed into it and sighed happily, silent for a moment in which Umi checked surreptitiously for bruises and scowled at her mentor.

"The floors could use a good sweeping," he said after long consideration. "Without magic, of course."

"Yes, Clef-san," Umi said, grumbling under her breath but still turning to the work. She'd learned after just a little while with the Dimension Wizard that it benefited her a lot more to go along with his strange whimsies, even if they seemed to have nothing to do with magic instruction. Fuu had laughed and said something about "The Karate Kid," which Umi hadn't quite understood at the time.

So she scrubbed - in silence, and that was another lesson she'd learned swiftly - and perhaps it was hardly surprising when the next customer walked into the shop and tripped over her. She hit the floor and smacked her chin hard, and was going to jump up and shout at the offender, but then she saw that he'd tripped too, and looked like he could only be about ten years old. Her heart warmed, though she knew that people who looked like ten-year-olds weren't always harmless (example #1 being Clef himself), and instead of yelling, she helped him to his feet. The child blinked behind his thick bangs.

"You have a wish," Clef said behind her. She whirled around, surprised since she hadn't heard him coming, but he only had eyes for the client, and the client was staring back with a mixture of fear and desire. He had a wish all right - it was written all over him.

"I want to be taller, so people will take me seriously," he whispered, so low that Umi could hardly hear him.

Clef raised an eyebrow. He was hardly half a foot taller than this child - not that Umi even noticed anymore, most of the time. He had a presence that made you forget his apparent childishness; this boy did not.

"There will be a price," he said ruthlessly. The boy blushed and nodded. Clef shut his eyes and considered for a long moment, tapping his finger on his chin. Then he opened them again and pointed his staff at Umi.

"She'll help you," he said, his tone firm. Umi began to voice protest, but Clef had already turned his back, headed for the porch as if the matter was settled.

Umi looked down at her new companion and blinked. Being a wizard's apprentice was never boring.