His grandmother doesn't ask for much. If she wants something, she tends to simply get it for herself. Of course Shiro's family dotes on her and she enjoys her position as overlord and empress of the Shirogane household but she's a lenient tyrant, more interested in art shows and poetry readings and the theater than in laying down laws or making demands. Still, when she asks for something, which is very rare, Shiro's family jumps to see it done.
And if she wants to go cherry blossom viewing in the evening accompanied by her only grandson before he disappears into space, than Shiro will turn the Earth sideways to make sure he's there to take her. She hasn't asked to see the cherry blossoms since his grandfather died and her making an occasion of it now - Shiro's a little concerned that its a kind of goodbye the way his grandfather used it to say his goodbye without any of them, except possibly his grandmother, realizing it. So he shows up on time, dressed traditionally, ready to take his grandmother to hanami, despite the fact he needs to be on his way out of the solar system soon.
When she comes coasting out of her room into the main one where he's kneeling and waiting patiently, she looks -
He recognizes that look on her serene face. She's very, very pleased with herself. Something that sets off his warning lights internally.
She's also not dressed for hanami and he knows his grandmother well enough to know that she never goes anywhere she's not dressed, down to the pin, appropriately for. He raises his eyebrow at her - and gets a tender cheek pat of affection and a:]
Hold this, precious.
[His hands extend automatically and his eyebrows go up when she places a huge bow in his hands. And then, with a wink and a finger to her lips, she sashays back into her room like a sixteen year old girl.
Leaving Shiro kneeling in the middle of the room, holding a huge bow, silently wondering what the hell his grandmother is up to this time.]
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His grandmother doesn't ask for much. If she wants something, she tends to simply get it for herself. Of course Shiro's family dotes on her and she enjoys her position as overlord and empress of the Shirogane household but she's a lenient tyrant, more interested in art shows and poetry readings and the theater than in laying down laws or making demands. Still, when she asks for something, which is very rare, Shiro's family jumps to see it done.
And if she wants to go cherry blossom viewing in the evening accompanied by her only grandson before he disappears into space, than Shiro will turn the Earth sideways to make sure he's there to take her. She hasn't asked to see the cherry blossoms since his grandfather died and her making an occasion of it now - Shiro's a little concerned that its a kind of goodbye the way his grandfather used it to say his goodbye without any of them, except possibly his grandmother, realizing it. So he shows up on time, dressed traditionally, ready to take his grandmother to hanami, despite the fact he needs to be on his way out of the solar system soon.
When she comes coasting out of her room into the main one where he's kneeling and waiting patiently, she looks -
He recognizes that look on her serene face. She's very, very pleased with herself. Something that sets off his warning lights internally.
She's also not dressed for hanami and he knows his grandmother well enough to know that she never goes anywhere she's not dressed, down to the pin, appropriately for. He raises his eyebrow at her - and gets a tender cheek pat of affection and a:]
Hold this, precious.
[His hands extend automatically and his eyebrows go up when she places a huge bow in his hands. And then, with a wink and a finger to her lips, she sashays back into her room like a sixteen year old girl.
Leaving Shiro kneeling in the middle of the room, holding a huge bow, silently wondering what the hell his grandmother is up to this time.]