Drabble: Gluttony
Rating: G
Pairing: none, or very light Doumeki/Watanuki
Words: 300
Summary: Doumeki had a very particular kind of gluttony...
Notes: Written as thanks to astrokender for the lovely drabble she wrote for me.
Most people that cook will tell you that it's one of the greatest pleasures in the world to have somebody else eat your food. Even if it is rather frustrating to spend hours slaving away in the kitchen only to have the fruit of your labour inhaled in less than ten minutes, there is something really satisfying in seeing that not a single scrap of food was spared in the culinary massacre. It makes doing the dishes an easier task, too.
However, there comes a point in any cook's life when the lack of appreciative words -even the lack of appreciative sounds- in reference to their food will send them into an irrational rage. For Watanuki, this happened once or twice a day.
Not surprisingly, most of his rage attacks were brought on by the lack of appreciation from a certain inexpressive, ungrateful, glutton of a permanently bored-looking teenager.
He thought it his duty to educate the rude jerk on proper table manners. He couldn't help but feel sorry for Doumeki's mother if this was the way he behaved every time he took a meal.
However, the first time Watanuki was invited to the Doumeki family temple for a home-made meal -that wasn't actually prepared by him- he made a mind-boggling discovery, which was only confirmed on the few occasions that they dined out. When it came to food prepared by anybody else, Doumeki was actually able to eat at a more reserved pace, never failed to say the proper prayers, and even indulged in polite conversation.
It turns out, it was only his food that was able to reduce Doumeki to voracious, impolite gluttony. For some reason, this failed to make Watanuki angry. He attributed it to spring and let Doumeki's lack of table manners go from then on.
Note: in Japan, "spring" (as in, the season) is often used in literature instead of "love", "youth", and (my, my!) "sex". ;)