Written Memories Pt 2

*Training for Inari, despite how it might seem to others, was generally productive. It either helped the child to understand their duties - especially considering the amount that the young godling had - or it helped them to increase their control. After all, being a god wasn’t always about being the most flashy with one’s abilities. As such, rather satisfied with their progress, Inari elegantly made their way down the hallway of the temple, pausing only to brush a few loose strands of hair behind their ear as a breeze from an open window blew it into their face.

It was a nice day out. The sun was shining overhead, the breeze was warm and, along with the cheerful twittering of birds, the sound of laughing children reached the shinto god’s ears. Curiously, they approached the window, crossing their arms and leaned forwards. The temple grounds were rather expansive, but it wasn’t difficult to find the various children running around. Some appeared to be playing tag, while another group were sitting in the grass making daisy chains and laughing together. What drew Inari the most, however, was a few oddities on their persons. Similar to Rozyus, whom they had met the day before, it seemed that these children were what were known as ‘Half Breeds’ by the general populous - those born of two races.

Absently, Inari scanned the group, looking for any sign of familiar fuzzy ears or hauntingly beautiful eyes, but it seemed that, wherever Rozyus was, he was not among those currently playing in the garden.*

Inari [Inner Thoughts]: That’s a shame. I was hoping to be able to see him again. Though perhaps Mother is being a little cautious, after everything. Or maybe he just dislikes large crowds? He didn’t seem the type to enjoy having a lot of attention on him. A little too careful for that….

Voice: Heeeeeeeeeeeey! Did you go near explosions today or something? Or do I actually need to cause a storm to get you to pay attention? I’m feeling lonely here. My Bro-Sis is ignoring me…..

*Flinching slightly in surprise, Inari whipped around to see a young god, perhaps only a little older than themselves, pouting petulantly, though Inari could tell that the other god was merely teasing.*

Inari: No no, explosions are too commonplace with you around, Susanoo.

Susanoo: Really? I guess I need to try something new out. Maybe a bit of flooding. I bet I could get Tsukuyomi squeal like a girl by flooding his room. I can just blame it on his powers over the moon.

Inari: One of these days, your siblings will lynch you.

Susanoo *Laughing* They’d have to catch me first!

*Inari chuckled at their friend, leaning back against the window. Curious to see what had his friend’s attention, the other god moved beside him*

Susanoo:....Huh. I didn’t realise that it was a play day. What’s got your attention down there? Hoping to add being a patron of Half-Blood children to your roster as well?

Inari: Isn’t Mother their patron? But no, that’s not it. I was just looking for someone.

Susanoo: Who?

Inari: *Small smile* Just….someone who I got on with pretty well. You’d like him, I think.

*Absently, the Fox God informed their friend about the boy they had met the day before, how they had stepped in to interrupt Zeus from beating up a child a little younger than themselves, how they had managed to get around the boy’s shyness, how they had made friends with Rozyus, with Parame’s blessings*

Susanoo: Ah, I had heard that that upstart went and got himself on Parame-sama’s...list. So it was because he decided to throw his anger at the wrong target this time, huh? Considering that it’s pretty well known that Parame-sama’s got a Half-Blood son, you’d have thought he’d have been a bit more careful than beating one up right in the middle of Her domain.

Inari: For the guy that helped to overthrow titans, he is sometimes a little short sighted. While that makes him fun to tease, Zeusy still has a long way to go.

Susanoo: Wooooow, you sound old there.

Inari: Don’t need to be old to have more wisdom than the rock the titan’s thought he was.

Susanoo: Ouch, burn!

Inari: Anyway, since Zeusy’s probably going to be tied up in trying to get himself unbanished from the temple for a while, that means you won’t have to get into a lightning throwing contest for a while-

Susanoo: Shame. That was the only part of seeing him I liked.

Inari: -so one of these days, why don’t you meet Rozyus with me? I’d have to give him the heads up first, so he doesn’t freak out at a high end god coming to visit, but what do you think?

Susanoo: Well, this kid has your attention. Considering how much attention you prefer to give the mortal realm than the divine one, that has to say something. So sure. I’ll look forwards to it. Give me the heads up when I can come visit. I’ll make sure I’m not causing Tsukuyomi and Amaterasu to go into a tizzy that day.

Inari: It’s a date then.

Susanoo: Trying to get your fans jealous there?

Inari: *Innocent expression* Me? I would never do such a thing!

*Laughing, Susanoo merely clapped the other god on the back, ruffled their hair - to Inari’s weak protest - before heading off with a bounce in his step down the hall with a backwards wave. The Fox God rolled their eyes, sorting out their hair once again. As they tied it back into place once more, Inari glanced down at the gardens once more, thoughtfully*

Inari: Now….where would my little flower be hiding….?

*The sun had now fully risen in the sky, illuminating the land in a golden glow, the morning dew glistening like precious stones, causing the forest to seem far more vibrant than usual. Part of this was due to the woodland fairies governing the Great Temple Grounds rejuvenating the lands in their wake. 

They had all but finished their duties for the morning - that is, until they stumbled upon a sleeping pup in curled up by a wisteria, a small container of freshly picked berries and a neatly tucked away book concealed in a statue

Rather than be annoyed that their work was disturbed, the fairies were rather amused. The child seemed entertaining - it was apparent that the child had tired themselves out hunting for specific berries - the best ones did take a lot of time and effort to find.

Was he lost? Their location was off the path very few dared to tread when entering the forest. For now, they would watch over the child. Once it had awakened, they would send it on its way, for this child must have been one of ‘Her’ children.  Saying that, the child’s hair did seem tempting… far too tempting not to decorate….

Meanwhile, seeing that merely looking out of the window wouldn’t get them any closer to finding the boy from the day before, Inari had instead made their way down to the playing children. After sweet talking them for a while, Inari was pointed towards the forest, informed that Rozyus had gone that way early in the morning to pick berries. With a smile of thanks, Inari, not particularly caring that their robes were a little damp from the dew, made their way down the rough path, a fox summoned to act as a guide. This land, after all, was not land touched by their hand, and they didn’t want to risk becoming lost and missing Rozyus completely. Thankfully, the fox soon caught the boy’s scent and lead their master right to where the pup himself was curled up, fast asleep just off the pathway. More amusingly was the fae creatures that were weaving flowers into the boy’s locks and braiding the hair into interesting patterns. It was amazing that he had yet to wake up yet*

Inari: Ah, forgive me, friends. I hope you don’t mind if I interrupt your artful hairdressing skills. I was hoping to spend some time with my friend. Would you rather us allow you to finish your work here? Or would we be permitted to rest here a little longer?

*The fairies dance around the pair before they fluttered away, giving the two time alone. Gently, Inari stroked the boy's cheek, prompting the boy's tail to feebly wag while he nuzzled into the warmth of the god’s hand, still teetering on the edge of slumber and consciousness*

Inari: Heh….almost like playing with the kits...Wakey wakey, Rozyus. It’s a little damp to be having a nap here right now. Don’t you want to say hello to me? I’d like to spend time with you again, friend.

Rozyus: Nnn...

*The boy stirred slightly, but refused to wake, instead tugging at the god’s sleeve, bringing them closer to him. Lightly laughing, Inari shifted from a crouch to sit beside the boy instead, lightly tickling the pup’s side.*

Inari: Rooooooooozy! Wakey wakey!

Rozyous: *Weak giggling and sleepy tone* No, no…let’s sleep... *Hug* ...Let’s sleep….

Inari: Ah, but it’s too damp to get good enough sleep. White is difficult to get mud out of, silly. The Washer-spirits would skin me alive if I made their work harder for them when I’m not actually doing agriculture today.

*The Boy’s eyes fluttered slightly, finally away in a somewhat dazed state.*

Rozyus: …?.... Hm? Where am…. Oh, I remember…. *Blink blink, yawn* Something smells nice… Oh!!

*Looking around, the boy finally caught sight of the one sitting beside him. A faint pink flushed across his cheeks and he stumbled backwards almost falling.*

Rozyus: Oh! I’m sorry! One such as I was so close to you! I’ve soiled you with my touch, I apologize I...I!  

Inari: The only soil on me is from the ground, not you.

*Gently, Inari petted the boy’s head with a smile*

Inari: I’m happy to see you again, Rozyus! I had fun when we spent time together yesterday, so I was hoping you wouldn’t mind me imposing on you again today. Though I understand if you’re a little busy resting - you look as though you’ve had a busy morning.

*Absently looking around, Inari hummed, closing their eyes*

Inari: This is a nice spot. I can see why you’d want to come here. The nature is much different from that I’m tied to. It’s wilder, somehow. The fae are quite friendly, too. Although I’d be careful brushing your hair later - you might get a few knots if you’re not expecting the braids and flowers. Though not quite as fitting as a rodessa, flowers suit you.

Rozyus: *Blush harder* Y-you NEED to get your eyes tested! One such as I... only suits the shadows…. Nothing more…Only goddesses and you suit beauties. *Looks down* Oh, the berries have not been eaten by the creatures of the forest. That's good. *Tone perks up* I shall give them to the chef who is preparing today's first meal. If I'm lucky, my brothers and sisters will be able to enjoy them. And, if there's are scraps left, then I’ll have those. *Happy smile*

Inari: Well, I think that it suits you, and, if my opinion really is that important, then you have to agree with me, right?

*Inari winks at the boy, before considering what the other had said*

Inari: Hm….I have an idea. Why don’t we ask the cooks to make a bunch of different pies for everyone? Or maybe I can offer some rice, and we can make mochi for you and your brothers and sisters to share? That way, not only do your family get to eat the berries, but you get some as well. I’d like to share some more of the foods of my land with you. Since I’m a Rice God as well as a god of foxes, it certainly won’t be too much work to offer the rice. I think you and your family will love it, especially with those berries you picked.

Rozyus: I-I couldnt… I need to provide for them myself…. I'm not a fully fledged god… but I am their prince… It's my duty to look after them. Small and as foul as I am, I'm still their leader. I need to be strong for them. I must provide for them, even if that means me going without…. I'm sorry.

Inari: You are still providing for them, though. The berries are the best bit after all! But it’s also my duty as an agricultural god to help feed people. Not to mention that I liked meeting some of your siblings when I was coming to find you. They’re all so cute! They get on well with my foxes, too.

*They lean in with a stage whisper*

Inari: Don’t tell them, though, but you’re still my favorite.

*With a grin, Inari stands up once more*

Inari: Anyway, if you’re so insistent that a god must be right, then I think that you don’t need to argue. I want to give a gift to my newest friends, so we can all have fun!

*The Boy blinked twice at the older child’s ‘loophole’ logic. It made the pink return to his cheeks once more as he relaxed and smiled, tugging on the child silk robes in a motion to get the child to lean forward.*

Inari: Hm? What’s wrong?

*The boy stood on the tips of his toes. Arms arround the older god, he pecked them on the cheek and rubbing noses before pulling away embarrassed. His eyes glistening slightly as the morning light sparkled, they both blushed while he pulled away.*

Rozyus: T-thank you. I’m sorry that is all I can offer to you at this time… so that was a token of my appreciation…

*Blinking in surprise for a moment, Inari smiled, a slight hint of pink scattering across their nose*

Inari: Well….I appreciate it very much! A-anyway

*Holding out their hand, they motion for Rozyus to take it*

Inari: Shall we head back then? Maybe once we’ve got your siblings fed and we’ve eaten too, you can show me around some other nice places like this, too? I’ll have to return the favour as well, of course, but I think it’ll be fun to explore each others’ world together.

*The boy took the god's hand like a delicate maiden, humming to himself as he got to his feet. The boy gathered his things as they set off together back home to the temple grounds. A short time after the two had returned, there were whispers among the gods that the two were seen together. The whispers began to turn to speculation as the two reached the kitchens.*

Rozyus: .... Maybe we shouldn't be together during daylight…. Your ‘Name’ maybe slandered by the sheer thought of us sharing the same steps. *Walks a few paces slower.*

Inari: If it is, then it is. Honestly, I don’t mind. My friend Susanoo doesn’t mind either, and Mother certainly doesn’t mind. Considering that the mortals who worship me probably wouldn’t care either way considering how much they look to me for, I honestly don’t see why I have anything to worry about. If anyone else is so put off about my choice of company, then they are not people worth knowing.

*Inari tightens their grip slightly, not painfully, just enough to let Rozyus know that they weren’t going to let Rozyus think less of himself*

Inari: Besides, you are a prince. Chin up, my friend. Be proud of who you are. I know that I am certainly proud to have a friend as selfless as you.

Rozyus:.... You’re wrong…. A greedy being such as I….I am anything but selfless. I wish to monopolise a small amount of your time, even though I know it’s wrong. And that title; Prince it is a fool’s crown. Nothing more. That is why I shouldn't walk with you… just look at us.

*Rozyus looked at the window the two were visible as night and day. A being adorned with fine silk, precious gems with a divine aura, and the other clothed in tattered rags, a hood in which shielded them from the world… in more way than one. Despite this, the god seemed to remain unfazed - or at least didn’t seem to understand the boy’s point.*

Rozyus: *Sigh* Never mind, lets go. The chef is waiting.

*Later, when the two had just returned from the kitchen and were now seated in the opposite ends of the dining hall, the meal in front of the young god looked divine, for lack of a better word. He peered across the room were some of the older half breeds were waiting to be fed*

God 1: Egh… tell me again why we have to share our feast hall with vermin?

Goddess 1: Tell me about it. If I wanted to eat with rats, I would eat by the stables.

*A few of the children looked visibly hurt by the remarks*

Goddess 2: Gosh, just the sight of them. Makes me lose my appetite. Can you believe that some of us feel ‘pity’ on those things?

God & Goddesses 1: Hahahaha!

God 1: Can you imagine, there was actually a younger god who was seen with one of those vermin!

*A hooded child, overhearing the conversation, began to ussher the children out of the hall into another room, once they had there portions. It seemed that the vulgar words had gotten to them too. Not wanting the children to listen further, he took his portion of bread, water and their new snack and left with haste.*

Goddess: Yuck! It's probably because they're young and stupid - they probably don't know what ‘they’ are. Once someone educates them, I'm sure they won't do it again. Hahahah.

*All of a sudden, there was a heavy aura in the room that seemed as if a physical feeling of death had suddenly descended upon them. Despite the fact that Inari Okami was not, in fact, a death god, there were reasons why Warriors and Merchants had chose them as their patron god. The Fox God had tried to be patient, to distract the children with the food that Rozuys and Inari had encouraged the kitchens to make for the half blood children, however, the gods works had not only hurt the children, and Rozyus, but had finally, finally broken the Fox God’s patience.

With a smile that was less happy and more a show of gleaming vulpine fangs of a fox that was about to consume its prey, Inari seemed to appear in front of the gossipmonger, a fan (which in the light one could make out the blades within if one looked just right) held up near their lips*

Inari: Oh, an education, do I need? How funny, when it would appear that the ones who might need an education would be the three of you. Hm…..Ah, I almost didn’t recognise you. Lesser gods as you are. Only a single job each, and hardly important. That must be why you’re so eager to say such things within Parame-sama’s halls? You must how care at all if your existence was erased by fate for saying such things, especially considering Her views on this. Of course, you are welcome to try and…..what was the words…..’educate me’, however, I believe that if that is the case, then our lessons will be quite difficult. For you, that is. I’m told that I can be a rather difficult student when I am forced to listen to bullshit, but you’re welcome to try.

*The three seem to cower art the sight of the younger god. The younger being’s aura seemed to far surpass the combined trio’s, own. The dark aura only subsiding as a robed god placed a hand on their shoulder, temporarily snapping them out of their enraged state.*

Robed God: Indeed. Now, I assume you three have learned your lesson, no? While I cannot forbid you from speaking your mind, I would suggest you not speak such things in front of the children… *Darker tone* It is beneath a god to do so.

*The Figure removed the hood from himself and took out a quill and leather bound journal.*

Robed God: Unless you wish to be noted in this old book of mine? A being such as I can easily snuff out your light. Shall we try it out?

Trio: N-no, that’s not necessary! we won’t do it again! Promise! Sorry!

*The three scattered from sight and the robed god kneeled down so as to be eye level with the younger god.*

Robed God: Annoying, aren't they? Remember to keep your composure, especially when dealing with incompetent such as theirs. Oh! I have a message from your ‘Mother’ - you and that boy are to meet her before your next meal. She has something important to tell you. Now go to that flower. I believe he’s going to need you soon.

*Taking a few deep breaths, Inari did their best to regain their temper once again. While the smile had never left their face, the fact that they had let loose their aura like that, the urge to maim the people before them on a hair trigger had been close enough to let them know that the robed god was right. The God himself had a cool, soothing aura, That, along with the the gentle words, helped Inari to center themselves once again*

Inari: Apologies. That was a break in decorum. I’m certain that Amaterasu or mother will want to remind me of that. Thank you for stepping in, sir.

*Inari wasn’t entirely certain which god was before them. They were a little exhausted by the sheer ignorance of their fellow gods to really think more of it. For now, however, the man had brought a message to them, so they forced themselves to recall what the robed god had just said*

Inari: I’ll be sure to meet with Mother soon. Thank you, sir. Ah….would you mind pointing me in the direction Rozuys and the children went in, please?

Robed figure: There in a place where no one judges them, where they can be children, without fear of judging eyes. That is where you will find them.

Inari: Do you mean….there?

[END]

Written Memories Pt 1

--- Temple of the Mother Goddess, Unknown Location ---

*The Temple of Parame was a grand structure, the embodiment of the holy prowess of the Mother Goddess. Within it, only those in her favour would be permitted to walk it’s halls, for fate is forever watchful. Despite its splendor, it was not a place of only the most serene and detached, but was also a place where younger gods were sometimes seen wandering through the halls. For one such godly child, the pace was less that of a wander, and more of a quick stride. Inari Okami, known to many as Inari, strode quickly through the halls, long hair streaming out behind them and clothes flowing as they strode with a purpose of a god much older, eyes fixated on their goal - the hall of Parame herself.

For not the first time, Inari had been called to train with the mother goddess who had often taken them under her wing when they had first come into existence. Even when they eventually began to spend time with their own Pantheon, Inari would still train with Parame, whom they often referred to as Mother. It was something of a well known fact that Inari was a somewhat favoured child by the Goddess. As such, it was not strange to see them making their way to the Goddess’ chamber.

On this day, however, their usual route was interrupted when the loud angry voice of one of the Greek Pantheon cut through the air*

Zeus’ Voice: You vulgar half blood! How dare you not humble yourself to your superior! You swine!

Child’s Voice: I-I’m sorry, I-I j-just!

Zeus’ Voice: Be silent!

SFX: KICK!

Child's Voice: Waaaaa! I’m sorry!!! *Hick hick*

Zeus’ Voice: Shut up! If I wanted to hear a pig squeal, I would visit the stys!

SFX: *Muffled cries*

Zeus’ Voice: I said, SHUT UP!

*Alarmed by what they could hear, Inari abandoned their original path and flew around the corner to see what was going on. Indeed, before them was the King of Olympus, Zeus, kicking what appeared to be a young child. With the child’s arms over it’s head, Inari couldn’t make out it’s features. However, they were certainly not the type to just let someone suffer, even if it was at the hands of a (currently) higher ranking god.

Quickly, before any more ham could be done, Inari moved between the God and child, ducking under the other’s arm, a cool smile on their face that didn’t reach their eyes*

Inari: Speaking of pigs, I’m quite certain if we wanted to hear such boorishness we could have all done the same, rather than have it screamed through the halls. Don’t you have anything better to do that throw your weight around in a place you are not lord of, Zeusy?

Zeus: I didn't know this matter concerned the likes of you, brat. A vermin such as that shouldn't be here. Dirty blood is meant for the lower realms, not here, don't you think? And yet, even though ‘it’ is allowed to dwell here, this… thing can't even respect a superior being. Pitiful. *Crosses arms.*

Inari: Oh, Vermin are not permitted? I’m surprised that you are still here then. After all, such behaviour from a deity is indeed quite low, so you should run along. *Tilting their head* But if the little one is here, they were permitted to be here. You should know by now that only those Mother permits may enter here. Oh, although….*Eyeing Zeus* You always were quite the muscle head. Perhaps you need to catch up on your studies, Zeusy.

*Aiming to though a fist, in irradiation the older teen, squires up but is immediately caught by an older looking deity clad head to toe in armor.*

Older god: Indeed. It seems you have MUCH left to learn. Now shall we be off young master Zeus.

*The older boy was promptly dragged away for the area leaving the two younger children where they stood.*

Inari: (Under their breath): Good riddance….

*Shaking their head, they turned their attention back to the huddled child on the ground. Gaze softening, Inari knelt down beside the child*

Inari: Hey there. It’s alright now. Zeus has gone now. Are you alright? I may not be a god of healing, but I’m certain that I could help, if you need it.

Child: N-no, I…I’m fine. A mighty god such as you shouldn't have wasted your time with a ‘lesser being’ such as I….But, thank you…. Big brother.  Ouch!

*The child winced in pain, pulling the hood over their eyes*

Inari: Mighty? Ah, I wouldn’t say that. I myself am still learning the ways of both my pantheon and my powers. Besides, is it not the duty of those with power to aid those without it? Otherwise, what makes us any different from devils?

*That in mind, Inari reaches into their robes and pulled out a strange, bamboo-flask container, presenting it to the fallen child.*

Inari: Here, drink this. It’s a special tea to help sooth your pain.

Child: … No…. I’m fine. *Lower cast eyes*  I'm just vermin… Vermin don't need medicine… I’ll just lick the wounds there alright, I… this isn't so bad and I'm not wounded that badly… *Barely audible voice* Not today, at least.

*The child winced again as they searched for something in their robes*

Child: Oh, but you should save it for yourself! And here, big brother. *Places a small baked good in Inari’s hand* They’re my favorite.

*Inari blinked slightly, before offering a smile and took the pastry, only to place the flask into the child’s hand before they could pull it away*

Inari: I think that this is a fair exchange. That is how merchants do business, after all. *They offer a bright smile to the child* And merchants certainly don’t do business with ‘vermin’. In all honesty, I believe that you are not anything like a rat or a cockroach. To me, you are a person who needed help. And if I am ‘big brother’, then it is also my duty to help my ‘little sibling’, wouldn’t you say?

*They placed their free hand over their heart*

Inari: If that doesn’t convince you, then call it a gift, from big brother to younger. I think that Mother would like that we get along. Don’t you think?

*Large tear drops fall from the child’s hood covered eyes, and the child rests into a somewhat relaxed posture, before biting their lips once more.*

Child: I think you're too nice to a ‘lesser being’ such as I…. Oh, you a big sister!? I’m sorry!!! Looking at it now, you are really pretty! Sorry, I didn't notice in the moment. Looking at it now you are really pretty!!! *Wince*

Inari: ‘Big sibling’, I think might be the best. But I don't mind being referred to as either. It just makes things less confusing when I choose to appear female rather than male, or genderless. But I thank you for the compliment, little one! As for me being ‘too nice’....well, you’re here, aren’t you? That must mean that Mother thinks you are worthy to be here. That’s enough for me. But as I said before, it is the duty of those with power to protect those without. At least, that’s what I think.

*They blink, before tilting their head like a curious fox*

Inari: Speaking of yourself….what is your name, little one? I’m Inari of the Shinto Pantheon. But you can call me Inari. Or big brother, or big sister, or big sibling. I don’t mind.

Child: ok big brother ‘nari! Oh my name is wozios! *grin*

*For a moment, Inari blinks, before putting their hands together with an adoring ‘Awwwww!’*

Inari: You’re adorable! I just want to hug you. Wozios, was it?

Child: *Blush* Big brother… I think you need your eyes tested….. Oh, ‘n’ it's not ‘Wozios’, it Wozios! Like the male flower over there next to its sister flower.

*the child rushes over to the clipped rose like flowers, on the window pain. And point in their direction. Inari follows after the child, glancing at the flowers that the child had eagerly pointed out.*

Inari: Ah, I see….you are Rozyus. That is a fine name you have. I remember Mother telling me about the meaning of this flower in Hanakotoba. In the language of the flowers, the Rodessa flower means ‘Strength in adversity’. A powerful name. Hold your head high and wear it with pride, Rozyus. I’m sure that you will bloom to become just as strong as the flowers you were named after.

Rozyus: *Quiet voice*….I’m nothing like them…. Ah you know Mama? Are you close, big brother...sister? Ah…. *Confused*

Inari: Maybe not at the moment *teasingly, they tweak the child’s nose* You’re a little bud at the moment. You have a lot of room to grow yet. And its big sibling. That works. As for….mama? Do you mean Mother Parame? If that’s who you mean, then yes, I do know her. I was going to meet her for training, actually. Mother’s nice. She even lets me tease her sometimes. *They lean closer and stage whisper* And she thinks its funny when I tease big headed gods, too. Like mean old Zeusy.*

Rozyus: Zeusy??? Oh, you meant ‘His Majesty Lord Zeus’?!! You shouldn't call him that! I accidentally called him by name and that's what got me in trouble!!! He's big and scary, he’ll beat you up, too! So don't call him that, ‘k? I don't want you to get in trouble too. *Winces in pain once more as the he clings to the older gods robs.*

*Inari laughs and lightly rubs the top of the child’s head*

Inari: Don’t you worry about me, ok? I can protect myself. And he has no jurisdiction over me. I’m not in the Greek Pantheon, and Lord Izanagi would sooner send him to Lady Izanami than allow one of us to be so unjustly treated by another’s pantheon. Not to mention that if Lightning boy threw a temper at me, my friend Susanoo would probably throw lightning right back. But I’ll behave. I certainly don’t want to get you in trouble. You’re too cute for that brat to be mean to you.

Rozyus: ‘brat’? But… but he's older than us remember? *puffs cheeks* ‘n like i said you need your eyes tested. Thinking one such as i am cute.

Inari: It doesn’t stop him from being a brat if he insists on acting like a three year old that was refused candy. As for me, I’ve got perfect vision, I promise you. You’re…..kinda fluffy. I think my foxes would love to cuddle with you. That would certainly be adorable!

Rozyus: Huh? I’m not fluffy, you’re fluffy! Look, you’re covered with fur! More than me!

*The boy leans over to touch the fur trim on the older god’s clothing, and, as he does so, the hood covering his face slips away. Inari blinked as they see the ears that the child had - not rounded ones, but ones similar to a wolf’s perched in their hair. However, they made sure not to say anything, even if they suddenly understood why Rozyus had been so down on themselves and why Zeus had been even more high and mighty than usual. Despite this, Inari was not going to change how they had been acting. They did, however, have an insight of who this was now. It made sense why the child had called Parame ‘Mama’*

Inari: Oh, so I am! *They pretend to suddenly realise that they had a fur trim* Oh, my friends must have been rubbing off on me. I guess that just means we can both be fluffy together then!

*The boy giggled then suddenly realised that his hood was no longer covering their head, what little colour of joy had been on there face turned to dread.*

Rozyus: Oh…No, you saw! You saw! I finally made a friend to... now it's all ruined! *Teary eyes* I-I have to go!!!

*The boy took off running*

Inari: H-hey, Rozyus, wait!

*However, the child had run away, faster than Inari had thought such a small child could. They considered going after the boy, telling him it was alright, but if they had someone they thought was going to beat them up run after them, they would have just run away faster. Instead, they sighed, before making a gesture and a small white fox appeared, landing lightly on their shoulder, balancing with it’s tiny paws. Absently, Inari scratched the fox under the chin*

Inari: My friend, would you mind finding the little wolf pup, Rozyus for me? I have a message to give to them.

*Entering a small chamber, the Child clambers in and hastily closes the door behind them. Before open a grand window to a low the first rays of moonlight to appear. Finally, he flops onto a overly decadent bed.*

Rozyous: Wozie, you dummy head. You messed things up, *sobing* and you finally made a friend too…. Waaaaaa. Now it's over it's all over.

*While the child cried into their blankets, the small white fox that Inari had summoned managed to, after a couple of unsuccessful attempts, clambers onto the windowsill with a huff, shaking out its fur in an attempt to shake off its embarrassment. However, the sobs of the boy soon got its attention and it lightly jumped from the windowsill and pands into the room, attempting to climb onto the bed. The first jump saw fit to only jank the covers a little off the side. Determined, the fox tries once again and intelligently padded across the soft mattress to the boy’s side, flopping down next to him with an exhausted huff*

*With the realisation of someone other than himself by his side the boy jumps a little at the walking fluff ball by his side. Gently lifting it up he hugs the fox before petting its head*

Rozyus: H-hello? How did you get in here little guy, sorry if I had know you were coming I would have fixed you a meal or something. Oh i should put on my… my hood I'm not supposed to be seen without it… but that's happened already now so there's no point. *tears form again. As he looks down.*

Fox: I….it’s ok. I...have a message for you….from Lord…..Inari.

*The fox finally managed to sit up a little, tail wagging slightly behind it*

Fox: Lord Inari said that they would like to see you again sometimes. A Rodessa flower might bloom in adversity, but it is at its most beautiful when it grows in the wild, not locked away. He also says that your ears are very cute and fluffy, so both of you are just as fluffy as each other. And lastly, Lord Inari says that Zeusy is still a meany head and that he’s far more blind that they are, if they wanted to be so horrible to a person who they could tell was a very nice person in only a glance.

Rozyus: *Deep blush* T-they don't hate a lowly beeing such as I? Or are they simply being nice? They want to be friends with me vermin such as I? They want to.. To see me? why?

Fox: Well, you don’t look like a rat or an insect to me, so I guess that Lord Inari just doesn’t see you as ‘vermin’. Other than that, no idea. Lord Inari likes you, so that’s good enough for me!

Rozyus: Truly?!!! I can see them? I… I want to see them! I want to be friends!!!! I want to see them will you take me? *begging voice* Please?

Fox: Sure. I’m a messenger fox of Lord Inari! I can do deliveries, too! *Puffs chest proudly* Though….um….if you could get the door for me. Lord Inari forgot to give opposable thumbs.

Rozyus: S-sure!

Fox: Great! Let’s get going then!

*Clumbislly, the fox jumps off the bed and scampers to the door, sitting down next to it as it looked back with begging eyes. Rozyus flicks the latch and slides the door open and the two set off towards their destination. As they approached, Inari was standing near the window, absently looking out at the Rodessa flowers, glancing over when fox and boy returned once more. With a smile, Inari straightened, eyes shining.*

Inari: You’re back. I’m glad, Rozyus!

*Holding himself while tugging at one of his ears, an assumed habit, the boy looks up at the older god*

Rozyus: I… I’m sorry for running off. One such as I had no right to flee from you. But…. truly, I was afraid you would find me unsightly… and…*Trails off* Is it true you wish to be friends with one such as I? Even… even though I am of soiled blood?

Inari: Well, one of the things I’m god of is agriculture. I guess I have soil in my blood too, wouldn’t you say? *They laugh lightly* And it’s ok. I understand why you’d be scared. But like I said before, you’re too cute to be unsightly. And I was right, too! You and my fox friends are adorable together!

Rozyus: ….Big brother desperately needs his eyes tested…..

Voice: *Chuckle* all three of you are adorable to me. I see you're acquainted with my child little one. Good no need for tedious formalities then.

*A beautiful woman glide towards the trio along with a younger looking man. Blinking, Inari turns around, eyes wide for a moment, before smiling.*

Inari: Hello Mother! And….this is your child?

*For a moment, they tilt their head thoughtfully, before nodding. It made sense, at least to them. Rather than feeling concerned about it, they just smiled more*

Inari: You’re right. No introductions needed at all! Rozyus is as cute as Mother is beautiful.

Rozyus: Huh? No, one such as… *Too embarrassed to speak coherently*

*Noticing the exchange and the bruises on the boys skin, the servant scoops up the child, before administering a healing spell*

Servant: Young master! Who did this to you!? I’ll be sure to-

Rozyus: I-I’m fine Sayo, I just fell down the stairs. You know how clumsy I am. Remember last time, I was picking berries and I fell into the bushes and got scraped up. *Nervous laugh* See, I’m fine! it doesn't even hurt any more, see?

*He grits his teeth as he touched one of the bruises, hoping that the servant didn’t notice*

Sayo: I highly doubt that it's fine, especially with the way you're gritting your teeth, young master. *Darker tone* Now, tell me who did this, I’ll be sure to-

Inari: I’m going to assume that Rozyus just doesn’t want to get in further trouble with the one who did it. *Sly smile* However, I do believe I know a loophole here. I can tell you who did it. That way, if anyone’ll get in trouble, it’s me and old bolt head knows that I’m not so easy to bully. Zeus, it seems, can’t tolerate being called by his name. I guess all the more reason for me to call him Zeusy, huh?

*A faint glow seemed to glint in Mother’s eyes. That wretch had the audacity to attempt to assert his authority in her temple? It seemed that the young king had much to learn and, as her right, she would happily school him. As not to scare the younger children, she calmed herself, plastering a smile on her face before addressing them*

Mother: My sweet child look after my little rose bud form a moment Sayo and I are going to meet with the young king  we’ll start our training in the morning. For now do you mind having a sleepover with that boy? It won't be a problem would it darling?

Inari: I don’t mind at all. I did say that I wanted Rozyus to meet my fox friends anyway, so it's the perfect opportunity. Yay! Sleepover! We can tell lots of stories, eat sushi, and play with the fox cubs, and eat more sushi, and not listen to Zeus screaming in pain, and eat sushi and-

Rozyus: Huh? What was that? About ‘His majesty’?

Inari: What, eat sushi? And why would you call Zeusy something like that, he’s got a big enough head without people in higher positions playing up to him! Come on, come on, I want to show you my favorite. Have you tried Inarizushi before! It’s my favourite and the mortals named it after me, isn’t that cool?

*As Inari continued to ramble on, they had taken Rozyus’ hand and was following the fox messenger back to where Rozyus’ room was.*

[END]

From Today, You're An Agent, Pt 2

...While there are many that reside upon this plain, and many who have lived for eons before my existence came into being, there are times I fear that the eternity of life has blinded some to the change in wind. They say that power is something that can corrupt even the most gentle of people in the end. At times, I wonder if that is true even for those of time immemorial. However, if this is so, even with my own power, I am unable to ignore what I have been sensing. Is it due to my own age, perhaps? Or perhaps it is because there are yet others who have sensed the changes? Even amongst those blind to all but their own strengths, there are those who feel the same as I, amongst them, one whose judgement I trust absolutely. If She can sense the changing in the tides, then I can at least be justified in my own apprehension.

Yet in my concern, I worry for the future. What is it that causes the tension in the air, the unrest amongst mortals, the feel of a great shadow upon the horizon? It is my hope that perhaps the source might be neutralised before it can grow into something far darker, yet can that outcome be achieved when many of the elder gods refuse to listen to reason? Even when it’s not from the lips of a younger soul as myself, but from one who could be considered Mother to us all?

For now, all we can do is hope that the council of the pantheons might listen to reason, before the source of the turmoil becomes an untamable storm.

Despite these worries, there is something of the future that is a spot of brightness. I have met someone for the first time today who I have never met before. A new soul, not brought to existence through need, but born of a desire for a new birth. Is it wrong to feel that I helped in this? Even so, finally meeting him for the first time was exciting. Though people might scoff at him for his appearance, I see a soul of someone whose existence I’d be happy to share. Not to mention his ears are adorable. I admit that I have an abrasion to rub them and see what happens. My attendant accuses me of indulging in childish behavior, but when has one ever met a puppy and not wished to shower some form of affection upon them? Would he bat my hand away, or would he enjoy the sensation, similar to how my foxes enjoy the same? But beyond that, I feel that, even without the ears, this soul might be one who could see beyond station or ranks and might become a true friend to me. Despite my wishes for the darkened future to veer its course, I feel that if it allow me to be friends with this child, then I will be content…

Rodessa: *Faint blush as she finishes reading the passage* Stupid… but that…that’s adorable.

Madam Povell: What is ‘adorable’?

*There was a moment of shock across the ‘older’ girl’s face for a moment. Before she regained her composure, Madam Povell had snatched the book that she had been reading from her at lightning speed and tucked it to her bag. The two had returned from their evening meal and were settling for the evening*

Rodessa: Why do you have a kid’s journal in your bag? Its funny how children think right? Gods and ‘n’ stuff?  Whoever wrote it seems like serious - too serious for a kid - but at the same time, there’s this cute, childlike innocence that pokes through… its-

Madam Povell: Pardon the interruption - you could read what was written within the book?

Rodessa: …?.... Uh… yea its written in english right? What have you suddenly forgotten how to read now?

Madam Povell: If it had been in english as you believed, then I might have felt insulted. However, you are very much mistaken.

*Taking the book out once again, she presents it back to Rodessa at an open page*

Madam Povell: Look at this one more time. Not at what is being said, but at the words themselves and tell me, does the script truly resemble english to you?

Rodessa: The… the hell what's up with the word they were in english a second ago… why these weird symbols now? What… what is this?

Madam Povell: Hm….I do wonder about that. It seems that when you are focusing on the script, you see it as most would, yet if you ignore the script itself and read it as words and phrases, your mind automatically puts it into a language you understand. Quite peculier. Tell me, is this the first time you have read from this book?

Rodessa: Of course! It's the first time I laid eyes on it right…. Right? Yet it kind of looks.

Rodessa & Voice: Familiar?

Voice: *Chuckle*  

Madam Povell: You do realise it is quite rude to enter someone’s abode without at least knocking. I’m sure you know how jumpy the child is.

Rodessa: Bitch, you’re younger than me!!!

Voice: *Giggle* Now, now, you're both children to me, dear. But forgive me, hun, I had wanted to greet you as you landed, but… I was preoccupied. It seems your doppelganger has arrived. Looking for that book in particular. But the little ones in your employ seemed smart enough to give her a fake. *smirk*  You seemed to have a better batch of agents this time around. I applaud you, dear.

Madam Povell: Tch….to think that she would have made such a move already….Still, after the recent overhaul, I would be rather unhappy should more corruption have slipped through the gaps. Even so, that she was with Pandora at all grates at me….

Voice: You and i both dear. But as i said you have more than a few capable children in your employ. As well as a more than a few gods as well. With your blessing grant me permission to ‘take over for a time,’ until you return. Four to five months until your return correct? It  should be enough time to train this pup into becoming an agent worth the agences time no?

Madam Povell: In what capacity would you be ‘taking over’, so to speak? Would you be as myself? Or would you be acting as my appointed proxy?

Voice: Appointed proxy, naturally. Your agents are already on edge, I doubt another ‘you’ would settle their nerves, but the highest of those in my position will. It would draw you dopple ganger out. And will give me the opportunity to flush out any unsightly weeds hiding in the shadows. Good plan no?

Madam Povell: A workable plan. Of course, there would need to be the appropriate networks put in place so that your position is unquestionable. After all, if there has already been one person attempting to impersonate me, it isn’t beyond the possibility that it could happen again. So long as your position is unquestionable, it will be impossible for the doppleganger to usurp the position from you until my return.

Voice: Exactly why I have so graciously brought this.

*The woman hands over a large file filled with documents.*

Voice: Read through them, dear, and sign the ‘X’s’. To be honest, it’s just a formality. A verbal consent would be more than enough, but oh well.

*The woman saunters over to the Little Flower who had long lost interest and was focusing on the book once more*

Voice: You seem well ‘Roza’

Rodessa: Funny, I don’t recall telling you my name.

Voice: *Chuckle* No, no you didn’t. But I’ve known you for quite a while… Might I have that book you’ve stuffed under your pillow?

Madam Povell: Roza, I thought I told you to put that book back where you found it!

Rodessa: Tisk! You were engrossed in your talk with the brat. How did-?

Voice: Mothers have extra pairs of eyes, dear. Have you never heard the saying?

Rodessa: Mother… Wait, are you the-!!! It can’t be!

Mother: The one and only. Though it’s a little over due, my name is Lady Parame, the weaver of fate, ‘Mother to all’. That book in your possession belongs to one of my children. Though I don’t mind you reading its contents, I will be taking the original.

*The woman reached for the book and snaps her fingers. A ding sound was heard from one of the luggage bags*

Mother: I’ve uploaded a the entirety of the book to the communicator you’ll be giving to her. You might as well be present it now. Or should I?

Madam Povell: Since the content you uploaded did once belong to your child, it might mean a little more from you than from a ‘child’, I believe.  

Mother: *Chuckle* I suppose.

*Mother snapped her fingers, presenting a black box, to the astonished girl in front of her*

Rodessa: How the fuc-!

Mother: Language, dear. Open it. As I’ve stated, it's a digital file of the original.

*Looking back towards violet*

My dear Violet, though it may be a file on the communicator, not just any soul can look upon this. For the most, part both this child and her counter part can, though without proper focus, I don't believe they will be able to ready it with ease. Is that fine with you?

*Finishing the last of the paperwork Violet responds*  

Violet: I have no complaints. If this is what you feel is the best course. Now then, is there anything else that you need from us?

Mother: Ummm, one last thing… keep me updated on every step of this pup's progress. And this is a warning to you, young one. I believe you know my feelings on ‘the god killer’. It is unnecessary. As soon as her stabilizer is present, there won't be an issue. So…

*Mother opened her hand expectantly*

Mother: An exchange is in order.   

Violet: Very well then.

*Reaching into a back, Violet presents a small vial to Parame for her to take. With a satisfied smile Parame takes the vial and exchanges it with another*

Mother: Here - not as strong as the god killer, but it does the job. Blood from a venomous demon. Just a drop has enough to wipe out a nation the size of France. Now, I shall take my leave.

*With a look of satisfaction, the woman gather her things and leaves as quickly as she came. Both girls, looking some what exasperated, stared at each other for the moment, silently deciding they would talk in the morning. If the encounter with ‘Mother’ was not draining enough, their jet lag was. The two fell asleep soon enough and, with that, the day came to an end.*

[END]