Okay, here it is. Spice and Wolf one-shot with apples and more! ENJOY!!!
Lawrence gave a yawn as he looked towards the west, the sun casting its last few rays before setting. The next town wouldn't be another day's journey, if weather permitted. He was fine with that though, since he had company with him this time, unlike just his horse.
“...the world that I dreamed of, exists somewhere, then shall we go search for it?”
The young merchant smiled as he looked to his partner in business, and laughed, “Horo, that's such an old song. I remember listening to it when I was just a kid.”
Horo stopped in the midst of her song, and gave Lawrence a knowing smirk, “Well of course, I was one of the first to hear it.”
“Really?” Lawrence said with some degree of skepticism, “Pray tell how the Wise Wolf Horo first heard this song?”
Horo grinned, “I created the song, that's how.”
“Uh huh...”
Horo pouted, “You don't believe me? I'll have you know that I-”
“Relax, Horo, I believe you.”
Horo remained pouting, but eventually turned her nose up before she began singing again, “
“To the other side of the wind, let’s go see the end of the freezing daybreaks. Parched middays, and shivering dark nights...”
Lawrence let his eyes close as he listened to Horo's song. It...it really was beautiful. She sang it as though it was second nature to her.
She eventually reached the ending, her voice becoming a lovely crescendo, causing shivers to run down Lawrence's spine.
As she ended her song, she slowly let her voice fade as she hummed the ending notes. Lawrence let out a long whistle, “Okay, I believe you.”
“Hehehehe, of course you do. No one but someone like me could sing such a song so beautifully unless I wrote it.” She turned to the back of their wagon, and dug around, her tail wagging left and right as she eventually was waist deep in various goods, “Lawrence, where are the canned apples??”
“In the back by the pepper and salt.”
“Ah! Found them!” she replied in a sing-song voice while picking up the jar with the sweetened apples, covered in honey. It had become like a drug for the wolf-girl.
“Hey now, I know I said those were yours to eat, but don't eat all of them in one night. We probably won't be able to buy another couple of jars of them with the current demand for them, Horo.” His words fell on deaf ears as she happily unscrewed the cover, humming a happy, nameless tune while plucking out a rather succulent apple slice and placing it in her mouth.
“Mmmmmm! Where have you been all of my life?” Horo asked the jar of apples as she cradled them like the most precious object in the world, “I feel like I could eat these all the time, Lawrence.”
“Knowing you, I wouldn't be that sur-gah, Horo, you got honey all over your dress! You know how much that cost me, right?” the merchant groaned as he dug into his pocket for a cloth, and handed it to Horo, “Go over to the creek near the road and clean it off before it becomes too bad.”
Horo just smiled at the man while hopping off the wagon, skipping lightly over to the creek and getting the cloth wet. The creek was lined with stones, and rather slick. Unfortunately, she wouldn't be able to reach the water unless she walked over the stony surface.
“Waaaaaaah!!!'
Splash!
Lawrence bolted up not a second later, running to the creek, “Horo? What's wrong?!”
There was a whimper as Horo stood up in the middle of the creek, “I fell in, what's it look like?”
“Oh...that's not good...” He sighed, “Okay, give me a moment, I'll get you some dry clothes. I think I have another dress that will fit in the back.”
“Ah, but I don't want to-”
“Relax, Horo. It cost less than a quarter of what I spent when I purchased that dress.”
Lawrence hurried over to the wagon, and picked out the plain brown dress, and ran back to the creek. He noted that Horo was already undressing, “Gah, Horo, at least wait for me to get you your new clothes first! You'll catch a cold out here otherwise!”
Horo smirked as she noticed him blushing, “Oh? Lawrence, you alright? I think you have a fever.”
Lawrence gave a rather bothered look while setting down the dress, “Just get dressed already. We'll camp out here for the night.”
Horo smiled brightly, “Thank you, Lawrence!”
- - - - -
“So, you say that the apples are also put in caramel?”
“Yeah, they're a bit less than honey, but I figured you'd like honey more.” Lawrence replied, “Seeing as you ate three jars already, I assume you like them...”
Horo just shrugged, “The nectar of the gods is fit for me, I suppose.” She winked to Lawrence, “How further until we reach that town you were saying you wanted to sell that pepper and salt in?”
“About a day's travel from here. We should be fine for travel as long as the weather is permitting.”
Horo gave a nod before scooting closer to the fire, “Lawrence...you said you know that song I was singing, correct?”
“Yeah, it's one that I remember singing all the time with other kids when I was younger. Never knew that it'd come back to haunt me like this though, heh.”
“...did...did the villagers ever say where it came from?”
The merchant shook his head, “No, they always told me it was an old song that dealt with a traveler and romance. I just thought it was fun to sing, and usually the girls would sing one part and the boys would sing along to support the girls' vocals.”
“Yes. It...it was a song that I wrote for merchants to sing when they traveled. I always hoped that people would learn to appreciate what they have when they sang it, and to live life the way they want.” She gave a weary sigh, “Everyone these days is always worried about money, trade, and their jobs. I remember when it was simply when the wheat grew, and how to take care of the village's needs. Nothing more complicated than that, as far as I remember...”
Lawrence noted the melancholy tone she was taking, “I understand. It's a wonderful song, Horo.”
Horo looked up, a soft smile playing on her lips as her tail waved a little, “You like it?”
“Yes, it's a sweet song to sing when one is alone, or with friends. Kind of sad, yet also has a bittersweet touch to it.”
Horo was quiet for a minute. She eventually started humming a bit, and looked to Lawrence, “Do...do you think you can remember the words?”
“I can try.”
Horo started singing.
“Within the journey where I grew lost all alone, only my heart wandered and stood still. But now I can walk very far. That’s right, after I met you on this road...”
Lawrence waited for her to reach the point where he always remembered joining, then cleared his throat, praying he'd be able to sing after years of using his voice for little more than negotiating prices for trade, “If the world that I dreamed of exists somewhere then shall we go search for it...?”
The two continued for another two minutes or so before Horo began to take lead over Lawrence while he continued to provide support vocals, “If it’s okay for me to hold your outstretched hand, then where shall we go?” Lawrence was a bit surprised when he felt her entwine her fingers with his while still singing.
”Together with you we can go anywhere. Let’s go embrace the commotion and aroma of the world still unseen!” As Horo and Lawrence ended the song, he noted the shimmer of tears in the wolf-girls eyes.
“Horo, are you okay?”
Horo laughed, “You big softie...of course I am.” She sniffled a bit, tears now running down her cheeks, “I...I just got caught up in the song, that's all.”
Lawrence gave her a nod, “Yeah, although seeing who the songwriter is, I'm not surprised that it's that emotional, right?”
Horo gave a chuckle as she wiped away some tears, “Of course. I'm the Wise Wolf Horo; I know how powerful emotions can be better than most.” She looked to Lawrence and gave him one of the most beautiful smiles he had ever seen on her, “Thank you, Lawrence.”
“For what?”
“For singing with me. It...it helped remind me that I'm not so alone in this world.”
Lawrence felt a pair of arms wrap around him, and he looked to see her resting her head on his shoulder, “Horo?”
“You know, I'm only teasing you most of the time when I call you a softy. It's okay to care about others sometimes. It's a wonderful thing to have in a male, even though I'd like it if you were more aggressive at times, like a proud wolf should be.”
The young merchant felt himself blushing as Horo's tail brushed against him, “Heheh, I always thought you said that you had no interest in human relationships.”
Horo blinked, “Did I say that?” She tapped her chin in thought, “I suppose I did. I changed my mind.”
“What do you mean?”
Horo was quiet for awhile, and looked to her friend and traveling companion, “Lawrence...um, I know that we're...different...”
“Obviously.”
“Still, I...I'd like it if I could maybe...be like this with you more often. If that's alright with you.”
The merchant looked to the wolf-girl, who was curled up against him, embraced in a warm hold of sorts with a blanket wrapped around them, “I don't think I would mind too much.”
“Good.”
Lawrence felt her peck him on the cheek, and he looked to see the wolf-girl looking at him with possibly one of the most adorable looks ever, “H-Horo? Did you just-?”
“I am the Wise Wolf, Horo.” she stated, “You are Lawrence, a dear friend and companion to me. As such, I will treasure our time together, and continually remind you how much you mean to me.” She gave him a mischievous smirk, “Get used to it, Lawrence.”
The wolf-girl's tail wagged happily, and Lawrence dared to stroke it a bit, causing Horo to raise an eyebrow while he spoke, “You have a very marvelous tail, what can I say?”
“I never said you could touch it, though.”
Lawrence rolled his eyes, “May I touch your tail, Horo-sama?”
“Of course, you may as often as you wish.”
Lawrence pet her wolf ears as the wolf-girl's tail wagged a bit. She gave a content hum, and leaned against him further, “Lawrence, is there any chance of me convincing you to stay with me in the north?”
Lawrence became tense for a moment, but eventually spoke when he sensed her eyes upon him, “I...” He thought for a moment, then spoke carefully, “I can never be too sure about my future, Horo. Perhaps I'll find a nice place to set up business in one of the northern towns...maybe you can even visit me.”
Horo smiled cheerfully at him. A moment later, Lawrence felt something that tasted sweet get shoved into his mouth. He blinked to see Horo sticking a honeyed apple into his mouth, “I don't think it'd be good for me to have all of these to myself.”
Lawrence chuckled while chewing and swallowing the delectable fruit. He noticed her finger go up to his face, and swipe away a small glob of honey, “You're much messier than me at eating.”
The merchant felt his cheeks heat up again as she licked the glob of honey off her fingers in a rather innocent manner. She noticed him watching, rather entranced, and smirked with her somewhat pointed canines showing. He blinked several times before turning away a bit, “Well, at least I don't get my shirts messy.”
Horo laughed, and Lawrence couldn't help but join in. Horo and Lawrence fell asleep under the stars that night, sharing the same blanket they were wrapped up in.
They were the only people within several miles, yet to them, they had never felt such a strong sense of belonging in their entire lives.
Hope I did Horo-chan some justice with this one. I still feel like I could have done more...eh, I may do another one on a later date. Thanks for the inspiration True. Hope you liked it!
Okay, anyone else want a one-shot? Eh? Well, I'll post something up if it comes to me.