One Up
by Karu Leonnese
Prologue: Maybe
A/N: Why is it everything Gaiden I write turns out depressai? ::sighs:: Ah well. Such is the life. Oh yeah, I might mes up from time to time on characterization, because I've only seen Gaiden charas from the scenes in the Gensomaden anime. This takes from my other ficlet, Formal, but you don't have to read it. This is just kind of a more detailed version of it.
Warnings: Shounen-ai, language, probably some violence. And angst like crazy.Whoo boy.
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Maybe it was jealousy.
Maybe it was the desire to protect something new and precious.
Maybe he was petty.
Maybe he was a believer in letting someone find their own mistakes, rather than pointing them out himself.
Maybe it was thoughtless.
Maybe it was thoughtlessness that had driven him to it.
One could debate whether Tenpou had done the right thing forever. Quite literally, in fact, with the unlimited time in the Heavens. But in the end, it was for no one to decide except for the gensui himself, with the exception of Kenren, Gojun, and perhaps Konzen and Goku.
But whatever damage he might have caused, it wasn't the man himself to be blamed. He had merely acted upon a force larger than him. The details of the matter were inconcequential. Love is not something to be taken lightly. True love, if one is lucky enough to find it in any lifetime, deserves to be protected and treasured. People risk their lives for love, go to war for it.
So a little mindplay wasn't so bad in the grand scheme of things.
And if one really stopped to think about it, the course of action wasn't as random as everyone thought it was. It was actually quite logical, when related to the marshal. He was a tactition first and foremost, choosing strategic stubtlety over the direct approach.
And if one really stopped to think about it, it never would have been necessary if he hadn't been driven to it. One can only stand so much pull at the heartstrings before something snaps. Something had to happen, and when it rains, it pours.
but what was done was done. Not even the gods could go back in time.
Maybe it was jealousy...
Maybe it was desire...
Maybe it was petty...
Maybe it was belief...
Maybe it was love...
...But fuck maybe's.
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End Prologue. ::grins:: Well? Trust meh, after this part, it stops being so vague. And short. It's all... prologue-y. Yay. I guess this is the benifit of a bad situation, to have something to write about, ne? Anyway, reviews are loved greatly, as are reviewers!