Summary: Memories of little inconsequential details often haunt you when you have all the time in the world to waste. Points of view are from Kenren first and the Tenpou. In the end you can only look back on yesterday.

Demon's-Shadow77 (DS77): Well hello all. This will be the first of many fanfics or poems that I will be posting. I hope you enjoy...oh yeah...I have to do a disclaimer...Hiei will you do that for me?

Hiei: O.o what!?

DS77: Aww...come on Hiei…you don't want that pesky squirrel to come back do you?

Hiei: O.O //grumble// Ok!...Demon's-Shadow77 does not own Saiyuki and there are references to Yaoi. //glares at DS77//

DS77: Thank you Hiei…and now on with the show.

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Title: Yesterday

Author: Demon's-Shadow77

Anime: Saiyuki Gaiden

Pairings: Tenpou x Kenren

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Yesterday

Books were stacked in small barricades

He called to a man named Tenpou

The only one he'd die for

The plume of smoke dictated his position.

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He calls to Tenpou

The best strategist in Heaven

A plume of smoke dictates his position

It was only his distraction.

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The best strategist in Heaven

A Marshall with thousands of plans

It was only a distraction

So he told himself.

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A Marshall with thousands of plans

Didn't expect the General to alter his life

So he tells himself

In his poisoned cell.

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He didn't expect the General to alter his life

Memories of books stacked as small barricades

In his cell is

The only one he'd die for.

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DS77: Well I hope you enjoyed the poem. It's based off of an assignment I had to do in class. This form is called a Pantoum where the lines weave together and enforce a repetition. Keep your eyes open for its counter part chapter fic At Night