Anime One Shots

How the Tempermental Yakuza and His Loyal Swordswoman Fell into Despair

He watched as she methodically fiddled with her sword with her right hand. She stood there, facing the back porch of the stately home, and frowned. Her braids whipped in the wind along with the bright white ribbons that tied them back.

Peko's face was stony as she stood deep in thought, as far as Fuyuhiko could tell. She looked like she was in the most serious thought process she could have ever been in. But then again, she always looked like that.
Since they were little, Fuyuhiko and Peko had always been together. He was, after all, the son of the most powerful yakuza in Japan, and she was his personal bodyguard. All her life she had been taught only to protect him and only him, and not to care about anything or anyone else, not even herself.

Fuyuhiko knew that Peko viewed herself only as a tool to do whatever he needed, which was actually quite annoying. Peko was a legitimate human being, and should view herself as that. Years of brainwashing from her trainer and his parents had left her a shell of the happy child she had been.

Fuyuhiko viewed Peko as more than a tool, as a person, and as a friend.
He knew so much about her after all. Her likes and dislikes, the way she blinked a lot when she lied, the way she smiled, and how to make her laugh. He knew what made her mad, what she loved to talk about, and even her favorite outfits and how she only used those white ribbons because he gave them to her.

This was what a best friend was meant to be, someone you were comfortable around and who you loved. But, things had changed since they were kids. Throughout their teenage years Peko had grown quite distant, and she hadn't acted like she did when she was a kid and a preteen.

Lately Peko had been acting even weirder than usual though. She had hardly even spoken to Fuyuhiko lately, and hadn't even looked him in the eye for weeks. She was really acting like she was a "tool", and he wasn't having it anymore. Fuyuhiko didn't have many friends, in fact he had only one friend. He was not about to let her get away from him like this.

He was standing in the doorway and she hadn't even noticed. She wasn't even speaking to him. Peko had a sort of...intuition, and he knew she knew that he was there. He coughed a little, and she jumped, obviously startled. Apparently she hadn't noticed, which was as rare for her.

She turned around, her braids whipping, and her eyes widened a little at first. She frowned. "Oh, young master, what do you need?" He shrugged. "Do I always have to need something to talk to you? And I said not to fucking call me that. Use my name."

Peko stared blankly. "Your parents said that I must call you by that name. I do follow their orders after all." Fuyuhiko grimaced. "Well you follow my fucking orders too. You are my bodyguard after all. Call me Fuyuhiko!" Peko sighed. "Alright then. Whatever you say."
She was about to turn back to the outside but Fuyuhiko jumped. "Peko, wait!"

Peko frowned. "Yes? What is it?" Fuyuhiko coughed a little. "Um...I was wondering...why are you being so distant?" Peko looked confused. "Dis...tant..., why, I think I'm acting exactly as I'm supposed to." Fuyuhiko narrowed his eyes. "You've hardly spoken to me for weeks. And for a while you've been acting like you don't even fucking care about me at all."

Peko shrugged. "I am simply a tool for your use. I don't have the ability to care." Fuyuhiko was angry now, he was shouting. "Peko, you're a fucking human being! A human being okay! Stop acting like something you're not! I don't know if you're too afraid to show people your true self or if you're just too fucking loyal to my parents! But I don't care about my parents! I only care about you."

Fuyuhiko froze. That was not supposed to come out so suddenly. Peko stared at his passively. "Of course you "care" about me. I do your bidding. I am your tool. Everyone cares about their favorite tool." Fuyuhiko sighed. "Peko...I don't know what I can say to get you to understand." He was frustrated and angry and just fed up.