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Anubis' Family
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Category:
G through L › Kingdom Hospital
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
20
Views:
960
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own the television series that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Ending or Beginning?
Finally something from Zoe's point of view.
I remember the day it ended. My mum gave me 'the Talk', all about how my body was going to change, and how I was going to start thinking differently. I didn't want to listen - I didn't want things to change - but Mum wasn't going to be put off.
When I finally escaped, I went in search of Anubis. He always had time for me, even if he was the guardian of the dead. After all, he was the one that named me, even if most people call me by my middle name. I'm sure that's Dad's doing, but I don't mind. It just makes it that bit more special when Anubis calls me Zoe.
I found him down near the kitchens, playing with Blondi. It was a strange sight, though by now I was mostly used to his playful streak.
Apparently it had come as something of a shock to my parents that Anubis was actually very playful - I think it was hanging around with a young girl for over a century that woke up his inner child, and he's not letting go now.
He looked up from his game with the dog and saw me. He got that strange twinkle in his eyes that he often gets around me, and smiled. It hit me then - he was hot. The guardian of death - my best friend - was damn sexy.
His smile faltered when I didn't give him my usual greeting of pounce-huggle, then he shrugged and stood, smile back in place. He half-turned, silently asking if I wanted to walk for a while. I fell easily into step beside him, as usual.
But we didn't talk constantly, the way we used to. And he didn't drape his arm around my shoulders like he always did. And I didn't tell him that I was scared and confused, as I had always confided in him before. I think he knew anyway, and was trying to give me space to work everything out.
Our silent journey took us outside, to one of the small gardens. Anubis turned to me and spoke for the first time, saying that he needed to go back to work. I nodded and looked at the ground, until I felt his hand on my chin, raising my gaze to meet his.
He surprised me then, by leaning down and kissing me on the cheek, just before he disappeared. I brushed the place his lips had touched with my fingers and stood there, trying to work out what had just happened, but unable to wipe the smile from my face.
That day was the end of my childhood. But it was the beginning of something else, and I'll never regret the swap.
I remember the day it ended. My mum gave me 'the Talk', all about how my body was going to change, and how I was going to start thinking differently. I didn't want to listen - I didn't want things to change - but Mum wasn't going to be put off.
When I finally escaped, I went in search of Anubis. He always had time for me, even if he was the guardian of the dead. After all, he was the one that named me, even if most people call me by my middle name. I'm sure that's Dad's doing, but I don't mind. It just makes it that bit more special when Anubis calls me Zoe.
I found him down near the kitchens, playing with Blondi. It was a strange sight, though by now I was mostly used to his playful streak.
Apparently it had come as something of a shock to my parents that Anubis was actually very playful - I think it was hanging around with a young girl for over a century that woke up his inner child, and he's not letting go now.
He looked up from his game with the dog and saw me. He got that strange twinkle in his eyes that he often gets around me, and smiled. It hit me then - he was hot. The guardian of death - my best friend - was damn sexy.
His smile faltered when I didn't give him my usual greeting of pounce-huggle, then he shrugged and stood, smile back in place. He half-turned, silently asking if I wanted to walk for a while. I fell easily into step beside him, as usual.
But we didn't talk constantly, the way we used to. And he didn't drape his arm around my shoulders like he always did. And I didn't tell him that I was scared and confused, as I had always confided in him before. I think he knew anyway, and was trying to give me space to work everything out.
Our silent journey took us outside, to one of the small gardens. Anubis turned to me and spoke for the first time, saying that he needed to go back to work. I nodded and looked at the ground, until I felt his hand on my chin, raising my gaze to meet his.
He surprised me then, by leaning down and kissing me on the cheek, just before he disappeared. I brushed the place his lips had touched with my fingers and stood there, trying to work out what had just happened, but unable to wipe the smile from my face.
That day was the end of my childhood. But it was the beginning of something else, and I'll never regret the swap.