Title: Five by Five

Author: Solarbaby

Rating: T

Disclaimer: All I own is the plot.

Words: 472

Summary: Random RJ/Casey drabbles for the 5sentence_fics at livejournal.

Spoilers: None.

Notes: Drabbles 1-5 of 25.

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01. Impressionist

RJ's foray into painting didn't quite go as well as one might have thought, no matter what the wolf said to the contrary, and now he had to sleep with the god awful picture staring down at him when he went to bed at night. 'It's you,' RJ claimed.

Casey thought it looked more like someone had beat a herd of My Little Ponies to death on a large canvas. But having it there seemed to make RJ happy and a happy RJ made sure Casey was a happy tiger.

Still, when the painting ended up in the crossfire during one of the training sessions, Casey couldn't help but send a silent prayer of thanks to whatever mystical being made that happen.

02. Cat on a hot tin roof

"Look, I understand that you've saved this kitten from certain death on a metal roof, creating a bond between the two of you, and I think that's admirable. However, why you brought it home eludes me considering the fact that I have a wolf spirit and, therefore, am not a cat person."

The glare that Casey sent his mate would have frozen even Dai Shi's strongest warriors in their tracks.

"Present company excluded, of course."

"… of course."

03. Keeping it simple

It had been RJ's outlandish nature that had first attracted Casey to the wolf, so he had no clue why he had thought that his mate would listen to him when he asked RJ to keep it simple for his birthday. So when he stood on the landing and watched as his parents mingled with both Master Finn and Master Swoop while Lily and Fran played babysitter to kids he wasn't one hundred percent sure he was related to, the tiger couldn't help but feel a bit over whelmed.

A pair of arms wrapped around his waist and a set of lips pressed against his neck causing Casey to practically melt in his mate's arms. Any anger or irritation that he had with the wolf disappeared, no matter how much he tried to hand on to it.

Damn.

04. One sock

"Damn it, give it back to me you sorry son of a--!"

"What's going on, RJ?"

"…nothing."

"It looked like just stopped you from bashing the dryer in with a mop."

"But… it ate one of my socks!"

05. Actions speak louder

The wolf master knew first hand just how obvious the tiger could be. Months of flirting that had gone unnoticed could be attested to the face. It was both exasperating and exhausting at the same time.

Finally, RJ just ended up pinning the tiger cub to the practice mat during one of their training sessions and showing him just what he had been trying to convey.

He always thought actions spoke louder than words anyways.