Dadcor Shenanigans

[bittydragon]

[Yamato woke up abruptly. At first he was very groggy, confused about what exactly made him snap to full awareness so suddenly, so it took him a while to muster the motivation to actually investigate. He opened his eyes, itchy with sleep, and blinked fuzzily past the edge of his bed's blanket.]

...

[Yamato was unimpressed by what he saw]

...Alcor.

[His voice was low and rough with drowsiness, but his irritability was loud and clear. He wriggled down further under his blankets, his hair fanned over his pillow as his eyes drooped down into narrow slits, his eyebrows furrowed slightly]

What are you doing?

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[bittydragon]

[ .... dat's gross Alker.

Yamato reached out to take the cup - only to pause and narrow his eyes slightly as he studied it. The cups were near identical, but something about it was different enough for Yamato to hesitate for a brief moment before he took the cup without any comment.

There was no thank you of any sort as he lifted it up to his lips, and took a small sip from it. But who would expect manners from him? No one that's who]

It's almost time for reveille.

[Yamato said it very suddenly, turning his head away to look at his bedside clock. Indeed, it was time for him to 'get up', officially, and prepare for the day. He felt oddly lethargic, though]

[jumyouboshi]

It is. You should prepare for the day.

[That was what humans did, wasn't it? Alcor took a sip of the green tea previously intended for Yamato, noting not much of a difference aside from temperature. He himself didn't intend to move anytime soon either. Perhaps it was the lethargic mood of the room.]

[bittydragon]

...

[Yamato silently sighed, setting his cup on the tray still resting on his lap, before gingerly moving said try onto the bed. The cutlery and cup wobbled a little, since it was a somewhat large tray, and he was a very small boy, but he managed to do it without spilling or knocking anything over, and began to scoot off of the bed to begin getting dressed.

He was independent enough to prepare for the day by himself. He could get changed and wash himself without any assistance, and he felt no shame or childish embarrassment in stripping off in front of Alcor either. In fact, he seemed to pay Alcor as much attention as a plant pot, with how he bustled about his room without looking at him - albeit bustling in a very slow, lazy fashion (for him, anyway)]

[jumyouboshi]

[That was fine, because Alcor, leaving Yamato to his own devices, paid no attention to the latter in return, opting to sip "his" green tea instead. At one point though, he did put down the cup to make a comment.]

I presume this is what humans call a "slow day".

[Alcor was observant, and although the passage of time he observed could be considered strange to normal humans, he could notice the change in demeanor and speed, even if it was a small one. Maybe it had something to do with giving him food in bed...?]

[bittydragon]

I'm not being slow.

[Although Yamato's tone was even and calm, there was a slight edge of irritability there at the implication of him being 'slow'. At this point, Yamato was standing in the middle of his room, dressed in his very plain kimono with a small, ivory comb in his hand. He was dragging it methodically through his hair, although the tufts right at the back sprung right back up no matter how many times he dragged the comb through it]

[jumyouboshi]

Moreso than usual.

[Siiiiiiip. Perhaps Yamato should ask for a different haircut at the family salon one day.]

[bittydragon]

Tch.

[Yamato lowered the comb, and the way he fidgeted with it spoke volumes of how he wanted to toss it at Alcor's head. He refrained, however, and turned away from the other being with a quiet sniff]

It's because you have disrupted my usual pattern this morning with your foolishness, that's all.

[jumyouboshi]

I'll take care not to disrupt it any further, from now on.

[So unappreciative of his cooking. How rude. But in all seriousness, if Yamato didn't want it, Alcor was fine with that, albeit a little hurt because hey, he did put in that effort to understand the composition of "deliciousness" and human taste.]

[bittydragon]

[Of course, Yamato was oblivious of the hurt he had delivered... and even if he had known, he wouldn't've cared either. Done with the final touch ups, Yamato turned back to Alcor and tilted his chin up slightly]

Are you accompanying me for the day?

[jumyouboshi]

[Alcor let out a sigh.]

...No. I have my own matters to attend to.

[...Such as watching over humanity. Besides, Yamato was capable on his own, especially so since he was raised in such a way. (Alcor's fault.) Even if Alcor did see him as a child, while nobody else did.]

[bittydragon]

Very well then. I will keep the board set up later this evening if you have the inclination to play.

[Their chess matches had been happening with increasing frequency, but it was something Yamato didn't mind. He had been devouring his studies with efficient hunger, and he was outstripping his tutors with each passing week - to the point where he managed most of his own lessons by self-study at this point. Why did he even have tutors anymore? Useless]

[jumyouboshi]

Of course.

[He never failed to show up, when the time for a chess game came. It was fascinating, that game of wits, and Alcor enjoyed playing with him, very much so. In a blink of an eye, he simply disappeared, out of sight and out of mind.]