Don't Let It Fester
Tomodachi ni AuSecondary Title:
Don’t Let It FesterSummary:
A series of stories set in the Onigiri Slayer Universe. Dawn's 'family' meets Tohru's...and they meet others.Disclaimer:
I own nothing but the idea.Author’s Notes:
One of the many off-shoots of the OS ‘Verse.
** Edits made to the dialogue on the advice of KevinSchultz
Stories are not necessarily in chronological order! Some will allude to events that have already happened, but have not yet been written about!
Willow and Xander had decided to stay until Dawn was back on her feet, and as such they certainly couldn't avoid meeting Tohru's friends...no matter how much Dawn wished they would. But after Willow met Saki for the first time she seemed...strange.
"What's wrong?" Dawn asked the redhead as she served up dinner, yakiniku
and tempura. "You seemed really disconcerted by Saki."
Willow nodded. "She...well, she seems very sad, doesn't she."
"I didn't get that feeling when I met her," Buffy said. "She gave me a really dirty look, actually, and spent the entire time asking me about my waves. What the hell are waves?!"
"Saki can sort of read minds, remember Buff? I did tell you," Dawn said, exasperated.
"I dunno, she sounds nice. I can't wait to meet her myself," Xander disagreed quietly. "I heard about this holiday you went on with her and Arisa where you went on a date with Momiji. But he also was dating someone named Kagura..." His dark eye flashed.
"What?! Momiji cheated on Dawnie?!" Buffy shrieked, jumping up.
"Buffy, sit down!" Dawn pleaded. "It wasn't like that, honestly! Momiji and I weren't even going out!" She glared at Xander. "Thanks a lot."
"I live to serve. This is good," he added, almost scarfing his food.
"Hmm," Willow agreed, twirling her chopsticks. "Be that as it may, I think I want to have a chance to chat with Saki alone. Is that possible?"
Dawn bit her lip. "They're coming around tomorrow...Arisa, Saki and Tohru. I suppose we can play Rich Man, Poor Man while you and Saki talk."
The next day Dawn made good on her promise, instantly drawing Arisa into a friendly argument over who was better at Rich Man, Poor Man, then challenging her to a game to decide the question. She'd told Willow to bake some cookies, and, as expected, Saki immediately went to the kitchen to investigate.
"Hello," she said simply, causing Willow to jump.
"Oh! You scared the bejeezus out of me!" the redhead said, smiling. "Uh...would you like a cookie?" She offered the tray of peanut butter and chocolate chip cookies.
"Certainly." Saki took one.
"Um..." Willow took her own cookie, biting it meditatively. "I kinda wanted to talk to you about something."
Saki nodded. "Of course." She sat down at the small kitchen table. "Go ahead."
Willow sat down opposite her. "I got some vibes off of you that worry me, Saki. It's just...guilt...guilt is like a sore. If you don't let it air, don't apologise for whatever it is that makes your soul suffer...it festers, and gets infected and gross. Soon that infection is spreading over into the healthy flesh all around it, and you get sicker and sicker, until..." The redhead gave an eloquent shrug.
Saki simply looked at her, not seeming surprised. "Your waves are agitated. Do you have a story to tell me?" she asked simply.
Willow blinked in surprise. "Uh...yes, I suppose I do," she said softly.
This girl had gifts she'd never even dreamed were possible, gifts beyond the realms of magick. This was more like ESP in some ways...or a melding of the two. "Everyone loses control of their powers sometimes, especially when they're new. But I...I didn't even have that excuse."
She shook her head sadly. "When my girlfriend died...I went a little crazy. But even before that I used to abuse my powers in ways you can't even imagine. I ignored all the lores, and used magick for personal gain, and to solve every little problem in my life. I abused my powers, used them on my friends and loved ones, and when things went horribly, horribly wrong...so did I." She closed her eyes in remembered pain.
"I messed with the powers of life and death. I ripped my best friend out of heaven, and condemned her to hell on earth. Then, when things didn't go my way again...I..." Willow bit her lip, eyes shimmering with tears.
"I tried to destroy the world, Saki. I did everything I could to destroy the very things I used to cherish and protect. I pretended it was because the world was in pain, but it was really my pain I was feeling, amplified by the sufferings of the world. I went crazy, and only the love of my friends saved me."
She reached out, taking the girl's hand. "You have wonderful friends in both Tohru and Arisa. Don't make the same mistake I did, and hang onto your guilt. You deserve to wear something other than black, if you want to."
Saki nodded. "I think you might be right, Willow. But I like black, and I enjoy wearing it. I've worn it most of my life, it would be strange to stop now." She tilted her head to one side. "You must let go of your guilt too, you know. It makes your waves sickly in places, and they're soft otherwise." She stood, stretching.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm hungry, so I think it's time for sushi. Have you ever tried inari
? It's very nice. Come," the dark-haired girl said, holding out her hand. "It will be my treat. You can tell me all about Buffy Summers. She's been hanging around Tohru a lot, and her waves are puzzling me."
Willow flushed. "Uh...okay...that is, sure, I'll tell you some stuff, but a lot you'll have to ask her yourself."
"Well, I expect there are some things you will be unable to tell me, in any case. Tell me, how do you feel about curses? I think you might like my little brother."End Don't Let It FesterInari
: Rice and toppings stuffed into a small pouch of fried tofu. Very delicious, and quite sweet, it's my favourite Japanese treat.Yakiniku
: Commonly refers to a Japanese style of cooking bite-sized meat (usually beef and offal) and vegetables on a griddle or over a charcoal or gas burner.