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I really hope u like this next part because... DUN DUN DUN! There's a fight scene! But between which characters I wonder...
Disclaimer: sadly no, I don't own Okami but I do own my OC Emile.
Chapter seven:An unexpected twist
Ammy's pov.
I wake up with my head on Waka's shoulder, wrapped up in a blanket. Waka is still asleep, one arm around me, chin on his chest. I sigh as memories of last night's fight rush back.
"He stayed out here with me all night" I think, looking up my prophet's peaceful face.
Tao Troopers hurry up and down the hall, giving me strange looks as they pass. Of course, it must be odd for them to see their captain asleep in the hall.
I stand, stretch, and then look down at Waka, trying to figure out a way to get him into his room without waking him.
Suddenly someone or something crashes into me, nearly knocking me over.
"Sorry, excuse me." Says the nervous-looking Tao Trooper that had hit me. I rub my sore shoulder while he continues to ramble on. "I'm very sorry, I didn't see you there. I hope I haven't hurt you miss…?"
"Amaterasu, but please, call me Ammy." I say
At this the man jumps. "A-Amaterasu! Oh gosh I'm so sorry m'lady! I really should have been watching where I was going!"
"Hey, no harm done." I wave off his apology "You seem familiar, have we met before?" I clap my hands together "I got it, you're Abe right."
He nods, and then glances down at Waka, who's still fast asleep on the floor. "Is the captain okay?" He sounds quite concerned.
I run a hand through my hair "Yeah, he's fine, we just had a rough night last night."
Abe eyes widened beneath his mask.
"N-no! Not that kind of rough! We just had a little argument and ended up sleeping in the hall."
"Oh." He sounds relived.
"Anyway, I'm kinda glad you're here Abe, could you help me get him back in his room." I gesture to Waka "I don't think I can do it by myself."
I could have sworn I saw the Tao Trooper blush. "O-of course."
The two of us carry him back into his room and lay him on the bed. After thanking Abe he left with a small bow.
While I wait for Waka to wake up, I entertain myself by trying to figure out how to work his flutesaber. After a few moments, Waka begins to stir.
"Morning sleepy-head." I say, still examining at his flute.
"Morning?" he questions, rolling onto his side.
I nod.
"Ma cheire I'm sor-"
I put the flute to his lips to silence him, then lean over and kiss his cheek. "It's alright." I mumble "You tell me when you're good and ready." I then go back to studying his flute intently.
"Thank you ma cheire." He seems to notice me playing with his flute. "What are you doing?"
"Trying to get the sword out. I think I almost…" suddenly the green-blue light sword shouts out, almost clipping Waka's shoulder "got it…"
Emile's pov.
We'd just finished breakfast in the mess hall and were just about ready to leave. That's when I realized that I hadn't seen Issun all morning. As if she had read my mind Ammy askes "Hey, where's Issun?"
There was a load bang and everyone in the main room turned to face the door where someone is standing, framed in the doorway.
"Hey prophet." Issun's voice rings across the hall. He pulls something from him belt, something that glinted sliver in the sunlight.
At this three Tao Trooper move in front of Waka, tridents raised. I noticed that Waka look rather amused by all this. He waved for his men to stand down. "Now, now, that won't be necessary." He tells them, then he calls over to Issun. "My little bouncing friend… you grown."
Issun says nothing.
"Would you mind putting that little sword of yours away? Unless of course you wish to fight."
"Waka!" Ammy scolds, grabbing his arm.
"You read my mind." Issun growled.
Waka looked slightly taken aback but quickly recovered, cocking a smirk. "Very well then."
Tao Troopers scurry out the way as the two make their way to the middle of the room. Waka draws both his weapons. "I'll try to go easy on you little friend." Waka teases.
Issun made a rude noise in his throat.'
Waka simply nods and with that the battle starts.
Issun makes the first move, lunging at Waka who easily leaps out of the way. A look of pure loathing is etched on Issun's face as lunges again and again Waka is too quick.
"Stop it you two!" Ammy cries. I grab her arm to keep her from running into the fight.
"You can't go in there, you're gonna get hurt." I tell her.
"I don't care! They're gonna hurt each other!" she shouts, struggling to get free.
"My, my, what has happened to get you this hot under the collar?" Waka taunts.
Issun run at Waka, sword pointed right at his chest, but again Waka's speed allows him to step out of the way with ease. As Issun runs past Waka sticks out his leg, tripping the smaller boy. Issun hits the ground, hard, sliding across the floor a ways. Waka laughs, but in the complete silence of the hall it sounds… unnatural and creepy.
Ammy has stopped struggling now and like everyone else, is watching the fight wided-eyed.
Issun stands, wiping blood from his mouth.
"Had enough?" Waka teases.
Panting, Issun makes his way towards the prophet in the middle of the room. A few moments of silence except for Issun's heavy breathing.
It happened so fast I barely registered it, out of nowhere; Issun punched Waka in the side of the face. There was a collective intake of breath throughout the hall.
Waka was caught completely off guard, he staggers backwards holding his jaw.
"That… was for Ammy." Issun pants.
Waka straitens up "That was a dishonorable move." He says calmly.
Issun snaps and throws another punch, but this time Waka is ready. He grabs the younger boy's fist and twists his arm behind his back. Issun winces in pain.
"I suggest you end this petty little fight while you still have some dignity left" Waka says smoothly.
"Go'da hell!" Issun snaps.
Waka releases him with a small shove, knocking Issun off balance. "I'd watch my mouth if I were you."
Once he regains his balance, Issun turns, raising the paintbrush end of his sword. Next to me, Ammy begins to struggle again. Issun something scribbles quickly in front of him and a cherry bomb appears right next to Waka.
The goddess heart wrenching scream is lost in the sound of the expulsion.
Waka flies across the room, hits the floor and slides across it until he slams into one of the pillars. Issun strides over to Waka's prone figure on the floor. He puts one foot on his chest and presses the tip of his sword gently to his neck. Waka looks truly stunned.
"What's the matter, didn't see that coming prophet?" Issun sneers. "Ya forget I can use the celestial brush?"
For once, Waka is speechless.
Ammy finally breaks herself free of my grip and rushes towards the two, I don't try to stop her this time.
"Stop it!" she cries, throwing herself protectively over Waka.
Issun glares down at the two, his gaze moves from Waka's cool blue eyes, to Ammy's pleading amber ones. "Teh..." he removes his sword from Waka's neck, steeping off his chest. "You two deserve each other." He mutters, voices dripping with venom.
And with that, Issun disappeared out the door.
Ammy's pov
I watch Issun go, striding quickly out the door, than turn my attention back to Waka.
"Are you alright?" I ask, readjusting his eagle cap which is in danger of falling off.
"I'll be fine." He assures me, sitting up and rubbing his side.
A low murmur is spreading through the hall. Waka stands and calls over the rumbles of voices. "Alright, alright, everyone back to your posts."
As Tao Troopers hurry back to their stations, I slip out quietly after Issun.
He's leaning against one of the banisters, looking out over the city below. For a moment, I consider going back inside, to let him be alone but I know I have to confront this. Nervously, I approach my friend; half afraid he may lash out again. I'm a few feet away now but, I can't think of what to say.
It's Issun who speaks first. "What ya what furball, shouldn't ya be inside with your boyfriend?" he's not looking at me, but I can tell he's extremely upset, and it concerns me.
I reach out my hand to touch his shoulder but he jerks out of my reach.
"Can't you get it through your thick skull? I wanna be alone."
His words sting, but I'm not leaving till I get answers. "What's up with you?"
"Go away."
"You've been acting weird lately."
"Leave me alone."
"Why won't you tell me?"
"Scram, will ya!
Alright, now I'm starting to get annoyed. "We're supposed to be friends, we're supposed to be there for each other!"
He turns to face me, arms crossed. "Wasn't I there for you last night? When that two-bit prophet yelled at you?"
"We work things out, so why should that matter?!"
"Because you shouldn't be with someone like his." His tone is softer now.
"Oh yeah? Than who should I be with then?"
Issun takes a few steeps closer so that he's uncomfortably close. He gently grabs my shoulders "Me…" he whispers, before putting his lips to mine.
The shock goes through me like an a bolt of lightning. For a moment I can do nothing more than stare wide-eyed at my friend. When my fried brain finally realizes what's going on, I push myself away quickly. The shock of my sudden action is clearly reflected on Issun's face.
It takes me another minute to find my voice but even then my brain still isn't ready for complete sentences.
Issun starts talking "Ammy I- I can't travel with you anymore… I just wanted you to know how I felt before I left."
"W-w-w-what!?" nope, this is just to much for me to handle right now. Tears begin to spill down my cheeks. "So you're gonna leave again!" I sob "That's just like you, when things get rough you just go isn't that right?!"
"Ammy its not-"
"No, I don't want any excuses. If you're gonna go than go!"
He sighs "Goodbye Ammy…"
The lucky mallet appears and pounds Issun back to his normal size then falls to the ground. Without another word, he bounces across the deck and vanishes from sight.
I watch him go and even after he's gone, I stare at the spot where he disappeared. After a little while I hear someone come out.
"Hey, what ya doing out here?" its Emile's voice but I don't turn around, I don't say anything.
I feel cold and numb, the same way I had felt when Issun had left before.
Emile comes over to me "Ammy, you alright?"
I nod "Yeah, I'm fine…" even I can hear how hallow my voice sounds.
"Where's Issun?" hearing the name stings but I don't cry, I don't even really feel sad, just numb.
"He… left."
"H-he left?" Emile sounds shocked. "Just… left?"
I nod
"Did he say where he was going?"
"No."
"Did he say he was coming back?"
I shake my head "He said he wasn't traveling with us anymore."
"Oh… well come on, Waka's looking for you." He puts a hand on my shoulder and I allow myself to be lead inside.
Issun bounced hurriedly through the city, hoping he could leave behind what had just happened. He didn't know what had possessed him to do it, to kiss her.
His whole body ached from the fight with Waka, but the thing that made it hard to keep going was his heavy heart. He couldn't shake the image of her tearstained face from his mind and knowing he was the one who had caused it. The thought took the energy from his bounces and dulled his usually vivid green aura.
He didn't stop until he reached Anako Temple.
He sank to his knees, trying to sort things out. Why had he left? He didn't know, he just couldn't stay. Where was he going? He had no clue. Why had he kissed her? He had no answers, he was lost.
He let out a long sigh, there was one place he could go. Getting back to his feet he looked out towards his destination.
Ponc'tan, in the northern region.
Gasp! Issun what has gotten into you?!
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