⊰ ♞ ⊱ —— Recoiling, Hatori harrumphed as he rubbed the sore spot on the back of his hand. Even so, he should be thankful that he didn’t draw back a nub. Shamefully, he kept his gaze lowered and averted, grumbling under his breath. “I… Well, I skipped lunch today, it was much too noisy at the office with Momiji around. I’m still unsure why they task me with watching over him during my work hours. It is so troublesome. You know that I do not like eating around others…” Perhaps that was his way of guarding himself– he knew Harry would chastise him for skipping meals. “I am hungry, Harry, how much longer will it take?”
⊰ ♞ ⊱ ——
“…What did you do?” Hatori asked suspiciously, now on high alert that for the young wizard to be so helpful around the home, he must’ve done something horribly wrong. Though the kind gesture was appreciated, the dragon couldn’t relax until he got to the bottom of it. “Did you fail a test? Upset Akito? What is it, Harry? You’ve clearly done something, we might as well treat this like a band-aid: just rip it off. Just go ahead and tell me. I’m ready.”
It seemed that this man had also gone through some trials and obstacles through his life, being forced to do things against his own will for the sake of his family and yet managed to succeed after years of hard work and effort. He could respect that in a man. They shared a kinship between them. Harry could empathize. “Back home,” His tone had been carefully tone and controlled. “Have this thought in their heads; my friends, the entire school body, and even the adults all seem to have this idea that after I graduate I will be going into Law Enforcement like my father and the rest of his family before him. Recently, I’ve… began to wonder whether that is what I truly want or if I should start exploring my other options. I don’t think it’s about right or wrong when choosing a profession but doing what you like and find passion in.”
Emerald eyes peered up at the doctor inquisitively. “You say that you became a physician but do you enjoy and love what you do?” That had been the bottom line. All in all, Harry could not find himself being happy with fighting, chasing after Dark Wizards and witches his entire life.
“Sometimes that’s how life goes. You take what you’ve been given and try to make the best out of it, it won’t stay that way forever. I’m certain of that. There are worse things in life than living with relatives that don’t want you.” Another thing that Harry had been well acquainted with as he blinked surprised, taken back by the offer. “A…. are you sure? I-I mean…. I-I don’t want to be a burden upon you, Mr. Sohma.”
⊰ ♞ ⊱ —— “Do I enjoy it?” …What a peculiar question, no one had ever asked him if he enjoyed his line of work. It was such a simple question, one Hatori had never been able to indulge in. Did he even know the answer to that question? Hatori had never been given the chance to enjoy it… No, it was just expected of him. Did he find fulfillment the medical field? The physician went quiet for a few moments, finding himself almost unable to answer.
It took a few minutes, but he was finally able answer the boy. “Yes. I suppose… I suppose it is a nice career. I believe I may have even picked it had I not been forced into it. It was my calling.”
It was odd how this boy seemed to know just what to say; he hardly knew Hatori, yet the dragon was able to relax around this kid. Yes, inviting him into his home certainly hadn’t been a mistake; perhaps he could learn a thing or two from the orphan.
“Burden? No, you won’t be. My home is rather large, a home I was raised in. You see, it was built to house a growing family. I am just one man. Even the maids struggle to dust the entire thing from top to bottom. Having someone living in all the extra space will be nice, you see. I’ve turned a few rooms into a personal library, I haven’t the slightest clue what to do with the rest of them. You are free to do as you please with them, Harry.”
⊰ ♞ ⊱ —— Hatori sighed, long fingers gently dressing the gaping laceration on his upper arm, practically having to bite his tongue to try and stop the chiding comments from escaping. The boy had heard it all before, the dragon was no fool. He could scold him until the sun rose, and while Harry would listen, applying such lessons would be entirely different.
He could be reckless, the little wizard.
Harry had a tenacious factor about him that seemed to always land him in trouble. Still, he would return home every night, beaten and bruised and Hatori would forgive him. He would heal him and the endless cycle continued on.
Still, this wound in particular was causing Hatori to grow a bit befuddled- this looked to be done by a knife, and Hatori knew the witches and warlocks didn’t play with cutlery, no, they would sooner send a bolt of lightening towards the boy. This had to have been done by a human hand, and that…
That made his stomach sink.
“Did you go to the main house today?” Hatori asked, the inquiry no more than above a whisper as his usually steady hands began to tremble at the mere thought. “Harry, speak. Did you… Did you pay Akito a visit? Did he do this to you?”
Human Name: Hatori Sohma Silver Millennium Name: Princes Trition Element: Water Planet: Neptune, Pisces Power: Pisces Armor Suit up! Pisces Zodiac Armor Suit up! Pisces Galaxy Armor Suit up! Pisces Celestial Armor Suit up! Attacks: Armor: Pisces Spiral Hypnosis, Pisces Triton Wave Zodiac: Pisces Ocean Pressure, Aquatic Rainfall! Galaxy: Strengthened previous attacks Celestial: Pisces Whirlpool Explosion Weapon: Trident Position: Outer Guard Occupation: Doctor, Tutor History: Brother to Sailor Neptune, Prince Trition is a master at magic and the human mind, thus gaining the title of the Knight of the Whirlpool and the mind. He governs Neptune’s hospital’s and has sought, often, Prince Lenus to home and teach at said hospitals to help with the patients there. It is rumored that Trition is capable of turning into a dragon, however, these are simply rumors that have not been verified. Unlike the Outer Guardians to Princess Serenity, the Outer and Inner Guards work together 24/7 keeping a close eye upon their prince and their duties while fighting together on all fronts to protect the kingdom from invaders whom sought to attack. He, along with the rest of the Outer Guardians, joined their sisters in summoning the end of the world to renew the age as they were sent into the future by Queen Serenity waiting to re-awaken to combat the evil which threatened them once before. Prince Trition is now living as a family physician by the name of Hatori Sohma, as his destiny is about to begin…
“A solid 9.5,” Hatori murmured, not turning his attention towards the anonymous inquirer- instead, he remained focus on scribbling down notes in his agenda for the day. “He has suffered through enough in his little lifetime. The agony he has experienced is more than most have to face. I can only hope I’ve made an impact on him- in a positive way, of course.”
Hatori is a very, very protective papa. You should not be surprised that his pride as a dragon is making him keep his guard up around other father figures in Harry’s life.
Harry gave him a stare, and sighed heavily. “The term ‘Daddy’ has particularly negative annotations particularly involving things which involved the bedroom.” Sending his adoptive father with a significant look hoping that the man would finally get the clue.
The dragon paled. “I’m sorry, what?” Hatori breathed, his voice dropping to a whisper. The look in Harry’s hardened, emerald hues hadn’t gone unnoticed, and suddenly, Hatori felt a bit sick. “Daddy is a… Bedroom term? I… I thought it was a term of endearment for those who act as father figures. I’ve been using it incorrectly…?”
“I haven’t done anything,” Hatori huffed, crossing his arms over his chest as he regarded his son warily. “Why do I feel as if everyone is clued in to something that I’m oblivious to?”
Wrath: To say that Shigure makes Hatori angry would be the understatement of the century. Despite the obvious mutual understanding and respect between the men, Hatori often finds himself with a twitchy fist and a furrowed brow almost every single time he is around the immature mutt. Hatori does not understand his humor, nor does he enjoy partaking in Shigure’s conniving little games. What perhaps makes him the most angry, however, is that he knows deep down no matter what Shigure does– Hatori will always end up right by his side in the end, and will always be his closest companion. That is what infuriates him the most- their intertwined fate together. It is inevitable.
Pride: His intelligence. Hatori was able to graduate medical school early, he is a very, very bright man and what he lacks in street-smarts or common sense, he more than makes up for with book-smarts. He’s the kind of asshole that truly believes at any given time, he is the smartest person in the room and has no problem letting that be known to the world. He often looks down his nose at others that he finds to be a less-than-suitable interlocutor and has no shame in doing so. It is a wonder how he handles Ayame so well…
A Grumpy Little Dragon 