Blazing Divine Flame
Disclaimer: I don't own FY, I never will, and I never have..Although I would really like to...Sadly neither the manga nor the anime is my own...But I do own Makani!!!
A/N: This is a non-lemon/non-yaoi Tasuki fanfic. It's slightly romance, slightly angst, and slightly action/adventure. I'm surprised you've read this far. I feel honored. *bows* This chapter is rated PG-15 for some blood. Enjoy!
Chapter 5: Kamikaze Mission
Tasuki ran down the rocky, sloping trail of the mountain, the one that led to the nearest city. He stumbled numerous times as rocks loosened under his feet and sent him tumbling for a few paces before he regained his composure. I have to find out who these people are, sneak into where ever the hell they meet, and kill 'em all while I'm there, no matter what the cost. I can't let anyone get hurt..Even if it means... He had figured if he snuck into the town at night, he could possibly catch one of the bastards in the act, and then follow him to whatever place they kept all of the children. He would kill whoever he found there with the Rekka Shin'en, let all the kids go, and let one guy live to tell him where the other hideouts where, and then he would kill him too. It wasn't too well thought out, and would be a little messy, but he could pull it off. He was a Suzaku Seishi after all.
After not much looking, he found a cheap tavern on a run down part of the village. There were beggers lining up on the edges of the street. It was nearing evening and many were rustling around, readying to sleep. A few children, preteens and early adolescents, began moving towards darkened, abandoned doorways. The tavern had a few greasy, dirt smeared, and dust windows, and one that was conveniently located near the door. He ordered a mug of sake and sat at the three legged table that was placed there.
Night soon settled and the sky went from light blue, to orange, pink, and then the dark blue-purple that now filled the heavens, aside from the occasional pin points of white, piercing light. He soon noticed slowly slinking shadows pass over the buildings across from the one her was in, shortly there-after followed by muffled cries and soft thuds. No one else noticed. They were wither too busy with their food, too drunk, or just used to the hoorible crimes that happened right outside their very windows. Tasuki shuddered at the thought. No true human being would be able to stand something as sick as this.
Tauki left some random coins on the table before he slipped out the door and proceeded to follow the sneaking shadows. He let his eyes adjust to the dim light of the light and then set them to follow the soft, sleek movements of darkness upon darkness. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw one flit by him. With his speed and agility, he was quickly on its trail. No small alley ot hidden back road hid the thief of children from Tasuki's watchful gaze.
Soon he arrived at a large, but rather normal looking house. The only things that hinted of the horrible deals done inside where the low lighting and partially boarded windows.
Well...I'm here now...But it seems...It seemed too easy...There's no way...
A sudden cold, darkness washed over Tasuki. He looked up to see a figure looking down at him from the roof, silhouetted by the thin moon and bright stars.
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When Tasuki awoke, his hands were bound behind his back and his ankles were tied together.
"Shimatta," Tasuki muttered to himself. How could I have been so stupid! A bandit can't sneak up on a thief! We're out right and not as sneaky and camouflaged as they are...They probably spotted me before I spotted them! And now...
Tasuki opened his eyes and a dimly-lit room filled his field of vision.
As he took in his surroundings, he noticed his tessen was no longer on his back, but resting on a table ten feet away.
"Ah, so he's awake, eh?" he hears a couple of voices to his left say.
Tasuki turned as much as he could from his confined state to look at his captors. Two greasy looking men drinking sake at a small table with a couple of chairs.
Tasuki's eyes flashed between the men and his tessen, but not fast enough that one of the men didn't notice.
"Oh, I see you realize we confiscated your weapon, eh? Heh heh heh." The larger of the two got up and went over to the table, picking up his tessen. Tasuki went to yell at him to give it back to him, or put it down, only to find that his mouth was gagged and all his swears an threats came out as muffled yells.
"What's the matter? You want your toy fan back?" said the man who was passing the tessen back and forth between his hands. "Aw, poor little kid," said the man as he walked over and ruffled Tasuki's hair.
WHAT!!! Little kid!!! Grrrr....I swear, when he takes this gag out of my mouth, I'm gonna bite him...Hard! Once again, Tasuki's muttered threats where muffled by the filthy rag that filled his mouth and was shoved partially down his throat.
"Aw...Little boy wants to talk? Hear, let me help," said the other man as he pushed back the chair away from the table ans got up and walked over to him.
Well...Hell! He's just as bad, I'll just bite him instead! Tasuki lunged forward and sunk his teeth into the man's hand as the man pulled the rag out of his mouth. His fangs sunk deep enough into this head to draw blood, and only when Tasuki tasted the bitter-sweet blood did he let go.
The man swore to himself and wacked Tasuki on the back of his head with his good hand. For a second, Tasuki's vision filled with stars and swirling colors, but as soon as they came, they were gone amd replaced by a dull, throbbing pain in the back of his head.
"Fine, bakayaro, if you're going to be like that, then we'll start with the questions. You're obviously ready for questions if you're rambunctious enough to bite." He kicked Tasuki in the ribs, causing him to gasp for breath as the man began to question his actions earlier this night.
"Now," began the other man. "What were you doing following us?"
Tasuki spat at the man's feet. "I han't been doin' nothin."
"Wrong answer," said the other man, as he pulled one of his daggers out of his bootlegs and slashed Tasuki's face open, from above his left eyebrow, to his cheek bone, somehow avoiding slicing into his eye.
The blood from the wound flowed into this eye, flooded his vision to an angry red. The salt stung as it filled his eye socet, but there was nothing he could do except close his eye, his hands useless while ties behind his back.
"I'll ask you again. How do you think you are following us like that? You have no business even being in this neighborhood!"
"What I do is none of ya business!" Tasuki said as he sneered, revealing his long, blood tipped fang.
"Nope. Wrong again!" said the other man as he kicked the other side of Tasuki's face.
Tasuki grimaced, or at least he tried to, as he felt his jaw snapped and he felt the bones shift. Now he would barely be able to speak if he tried!
"What. Where. You. Doing??!!!" The other man screamed into Tasuki's face as he pulled him off the floor, nearly ripping off his scalp as he pulled Tasuki to his feet by his hair.
"N-nothun.," he said with great effort, blood trickling out of his mouth and slipping down his chin.
"What is your problem?!" yelled the man as he kneed Tasuki below the belt, and then dropped him, causing him to fall to his knees, gasping in pain.
"Well, if you won't tell us now," said the other man as he picked up a knife from the table. "Maybe we can bleed it out of him." The man grabbed his right arm and started slidding the knife into his flesh.
Tasuki screamed as the knife sunk into his arm, blood flowing out and covering it in crimson.
"Y-ya bastards...I'll-I'll k-kill..y-ya all... Tasuki started to drift into unconsciousness as the door on the other side of the room slammed open.
Tasuki forced his right eye open and glanced at the slightly bloodied figure standing in the doorframe, holding an even bloodier sword. As his eye adjusted he could faintly make out who it was.
"M-ma...ka...ni...G-go away...L-leave...now!" Tasuki said with much effort, as his jaw swelled to the point where he could barely speak. "I- I'll..be...fine...Go...Save yourself..."
"No! No, Tasuki, I won't let you die! I love you, and I'm not going to loose the last person I love! I lost my family, and all my friends, I'm not loosing you too!!" Tears were pouring down her face as she lunged at the man closed to her. "Hiyaaaa!!!!!!!"
Before the man could pull out his sword, his left arm lay twitching on the floor, fully severed from his body. He stared at it in shock, before he collapsed on the floor for lack of blood.
"K-KISAMA!!!" yelled the other man as he charged at Makani, sword drawn.
She easily dodged his first blow, but for the second one, she wasn't so lucky. A long gash now spread from the corner of her right eye to right before her lips. Enraged, her eyes flashed fire, before she stabbed him right below the heart. As she pulled the sword back out of his chest, he struck her with the last of his strength, slicing halfway through her right arm, just nicking the bone. Makani's hand left her sword as she pulled out her dagger and stabbed him in the eye. The man screamed in pain for a split second before he went limp and fell to the floor. She smiled as she pulled her dagger and her sword out her opponent and wiped ear one clean before she place them back in their sheaths, before she collapsed onto the floor.
"No...," Tasuki whispered to himself as he watched the dark pool of crimson widen around her. "N-no." He reached deep into the depths of his soul to pull out what reserves on energy he had left and use them to drag his broken body over to Makani. Teared stremaed out of his eyes and flowed down his face as he struggled into a sitting position and pulled Makani's limp, blood form into his lap. He held her in his arms, and gazed down at her, his tears droping onto her face, rinsing some of the blood away. He bent his neck down, tilted his head, and kissed her paling lips as the last of his strength left him, and he lsipped into unconsciousness, still holding Makani in his arms.
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Kouji and his men arrived at the house when it was all over. They walked into the house to find at least five men dead in the first room, and a bunch of small, bloody foot prints leading out the door as their captives escaped. Kouji was afraid of what he would find as he walked into the conjoined room. Standing in the door way, the first thing he realized was the two dead men, who looked very similar to the one in the last room. What gipped his heart and refused to let it go was the blood covered Tasuki and Makani, laying in pool of their own blood.
Kouji ran over to them, fearing the worst, but hoping that there might me at least some life left in them.
Please, Suzaku, let them be alive. Oh, gods, let them be still alive. But before he could get to them, a man with light blue hair and a blue cape appeared in front of him and lifted both Makani and Tasuki into his arms.
"Don't worry about you friends, no da. You'll see them soon enough, no da. Sayoonara, no da!" And with that, the strange, blue-haired monk diappaeared in a puff of smoke. Leaving Kouji in his men to wonder just what exactly happened.
But then Kouji realized who the man was, and a smile spread onto his lips. Chichiri. He's in good hands now.
Kouji turned around and walked out of the room to be greeted by the scared faces of his followers. "Don't worry guys, let's go."
"But, leader..."
"They're be fine. They're in good hands. Let's go." Kouji was surrounded by confused, yet loyal friends, as they left the large house and started the treck back up Mt. Leikaku.
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Chichiri was meditating by his favorite lake when he suddenly felt his best friend's chi deminish rapidly. It had started out slow at first, with sudden impulses of increases, but mere seconds ago, it had dwindeled to almost nothing. At first, he thought that Tasuki had gotten into a normal fight that he had occasionally, but now he realized that it wasn't that. It was worse. It was much worse than a minor brawl. Tasuki was now fighting against his diminishing strength to keep his life.
"Shimatta," Chichiri muttered to himself as he focused all of his energy on Tasuki's location. If he didn't get there soon...Mere seconds later he was in the blood filled room, looking down at the crimson stained Tasuki and Makani. His mask hid his tears as he reached down and picked up his dying friend and his love.
He managed to call up a faint, hopeful smile as he looked at Kouji before he focued his chi on Dachi-san Mountain and brought the two dying lovers to the only hope they had left.
His arms were covered with blood when he arrived, none of it his won. He laid them down on a bed and called Nyan Nyan (Lai Lai). She gasped with horror, but then set to stripping them of their clothes and healing their wounds. Chichiri smiled as he turned away and closed the door behind him., leaving Nyan Nyan to hopefully bring health back to the near dead.
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A/N: What did you think? I know, it was kind-of bloody...I know, it was kind-of graphic...But at least it's not as bad as Revenge by Blood!!...Not that it's a bad fanfic, just bloody...very bloody...And nothing like this one...Well, there'll only be one more chapter out after this pone if I don't get enough reviews. If I think that no one's reading it, then I'll just end it and you'll al have to go read those long, annoying, wrong Tasuki, Chichiri crosses!! If you want this to keep going, then PLEASE, for the love of Suzaku, review! If not, then 'good bye' I say to you! Ja ne!
Disclaimer: I don't own FY, I never will, and I never have..Although I would really like to...Sadly neither the manga nor the anime is my own...But I do own Makani!!!
A/N: This is a non-lemon/non-yaoi Tasuki fanfic. It's slightly romance, slightly angst, and slightly action/adventure. I'm surprised you've read this far. I feel honored. *bows* This chapter is rated PG-15 for some blood. Enjoy!
Chapter 5: Kamikaze Mission
Tasuki ran down the rocky, sloping trail of the mountain, the one that led to the nearest city. He stumbled numerous times as rocks loosened under his feet and sent him tumbling for a few paces before he regained his composure. I have to find out who these people are, sneak into where ever the hell they meet, and kill 'em all while I'm there, no matter what the cost. I can't let anyone get hurt..Even if it means... He had figured if he snuck into the town at night, he could possibly catch one of the bastards in the act, and then follow him to whatever place they kept all of the children. He would kill whoever he found there with the Rekka Shin'en, let all the kids go, and let one guy live to tell him where the other hideouts where, and then he would kill him too. It wasn't too well thought out, and would be a little messy, but he could pull it off. He was a Suzaku Seishi after all.
After not much looking, he found a cheap tavern on a run down part of the village. There were beggers lining up on the edges of the street. It was nearing evening and many were rustling around, readying to sleep. A few children, preteens and early adolescents, began moving towards darkened, abandoned doorways. The tavern had a few greasy, dirt smeared, and dust windows, and one that was conveniently located near the door. He ordered a mug of sake and sat at the three legged table that was placed there.
Night soon settled and the sky went from light blue, to orange, pink, and then the dark blue-purple that now filled the heavens, aside from the occasional pin points of white, piercing light. He soon noticed slowly slinking shadows pass over the buildings across from the one her was in, shortly there-after followed by muffled cries and soft thuds. No one else noticed. They were wither too busy with their food, too drunk, or just used to the hoorible crimes that happened right outside their very windows. Tasuki shuddered at the thought. No true human being would be able to stand something as sick as this.
Tauki left some random coins on the table before he slipped out the door and proceeded to follow the sneaking shadows. He let his eyes adjust to the dim light of the light and then set them to follow the soft, sleek movements of darkness upon darkness. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw one flit by him. With his speed and agility, he was quickly on its trail. No small alley ot hidden back road hid the thief of children from Tasuki's watchful gaze.
Soon he arrived at a large, but rather normal looking house. The only things that hinted of the horrible deals done inside where the low lighting and partially boarded windows.
Well...I'm here now...But it seems...It seemed too easy...There's no way...
A sudden cold, darkness washed over Tasuki. He looked up to see a figure looking down at him from the roof, silhouetted by the thin moon and bright stars.
* * *
When Tasuki awoke, his hands were bound behind his back and his ankles were tied together.
"Shimatta," Tasuki muttered to himself. How could I have been so stupid! A bandit can't sneak up on a thief! We're out right and not as sneaky and camouflaged as they are...They probably spotted me before I spotted them! And now...
Tasuki opened his eyes and a dimly-lit room filled his field of vision.
As he took in his surroundings, he noticed his tessen was no longer on his back, but resting on a table ten feet away.
"Ah, so he's awake, eh?" he hears a couple of voices to his left say.
Tasuki turned as much as he could from his confined state to look at his captors. Two greasy looking men drinking sake at a small table with a couple of chairs.
Tasuki's eyes flashed between the men and his tessen, but not fast enough that one of the men didn't notice.
"Oh, I see you realize we confiscated your weapon, eh? Heh heh heh." The larger of the two got up and went over to the table, picking up his tessen. Tasuki went to yell at him to give it back to him, or put it down, only to find that his mouth was gagged and all his swears an threats came out as muffled yells.
"What's the matter? You want your toy fan back?" said the man who was passing the tessen back and forth between his hands. "Aw, poor little kid," said the man as he walked over and ruffled Tasuki's hair.
WHAT!!! Little kid!!! Grrrr....I swear, when he takes this gag out of my mouth, I'm gonna bite him...Hard! Once again, Tasuki's muttered threats where muffled by the filthy rag that filled his mouth and was shoved partially down his throat.
"Aw...Little boy wants to talk? Hear, let me help," said the other man as he pushed back the chair away from the table ans got up and walked over to him.
Well...Hell! He's just as bad, I'll just bite him instead! Tasuki lunged forward and sunk his teeth into the man's hand as the man pulled the rag out of his mouth. His fangs sunk deep enough into this head to draw blood, and only when Tasuki tasted the bitter-sweet blood did he let go.
The man swore to himself and wacked Tasuki on the back of his head with his good hand. For a second, Tasuki's vision filled with stars and swirling colors, but as soon as they came, they were gone amd replaced by a dull, throbbing pain in the back of his head.
"Fine, bakayaro, if you're going to be like that, then we'll start with the questions. You're obviously ready for questions if you're rambunctious enough to bite." He kicked Tasuki in the ribs, causing him to gasp for breath as the man began to question his actions earlier this night.
"Now," began the other man. "What were you doing following us?"
Tasuki spat at the man's feet. "I han't been doin' nothin."
"Wrong answer," said the other man, as he pulled one of his daggers out of his bootlegs and slashed Tasuki's face open, from above his left eyebrow, to his cheek bone, somehow avoiding slicing into his eye.
The blood from the wound flowed into this eye, flooded his vision to an angry red. The salt stung as it filled his eye socet, but there was nothing he could do except close his eye, his hands useless while ties behind his back.
"I'll ask you again. How do you think you are following us like that? You have no business even being in this neighborhood!"
"What I do is none of ya business!" Tasuki said as he sneered, revealing his long, blood tipped fang.
"Nope. Wrong again!" said the other man as he kicked the other side of Tasuki's face.
Tasuki grimaced, or at least he tried to, as he felt his jaw snapped and he felt the bones shift. Now he would barely be able to speak if he tried!
"What. Where. You. Doing??!!!" The other man screamed into Tasuki's face as he pulled him off the floor, nearly ripping off his scalp as he pulled Tasuki to his feet by his hair.
"N-nothun.," he said with great effort, blood trickling out of his mouth and slipping down his chin.
"What is your problem?!" yelled the man as he kneed Tasuki below the belt, and then dropped him, causing him to fall to his knees, gasping in pain.
"Well, if you won't tell us now," said the other man as he picked up a knife from the table. "Maybe we can bleed it out of him." The man grabbed his right arm and started slidding the knife into his flesh.
Tasuki screamed as the knife sunk into his arm, blood flowing out and covering it in crimson.
"Y-ya bastards...I'll-I'll k-kill..y-ya all... Tasuki started to drift into unconsciousness as the door on the other side of the room slammed open.
Tasuki forced his right eye open and glanced at the slightly bloodied figure standing in the doorframe, holding an even bloodier sword. As his eye adjusted he could faintly make out who it was.
"M-ma...ka...ni...G-go away...L-leave...now!" Tasuki said with much effort, as his jaw swelled to the point where he could barely speak. "I- I'll..be...fine...Go...Save yourself..."
"No! No, Tasuki, I won't let you die! I love you, and I'm not going to loose the last person I love! I lost my family, and all my friends, I'm not loosing you too!!" Tears were pouring down her face as she lunged at the man closed to her. "Hiyaaaa!!!!!!!"
Before the man could pull out his sword, his left arm lay twitching on the floor, fully severed from his body. He stared at it in shock, before he collapsed on the floor for lack of blood.
"K-KISAMA!!!" yelled the other man as he charged at Makani, sword drawn.
She easily dodged his first blow, but for the second one, she wasn't so lucky. A long gash now spread from the corner of her right eye to right before her lips. Enraged, her eyes flashed fire, before she stabbed him right below the heart. As she pulled the sword back out of his chest, he struck her with the last of his strength, slicing halfway through her right arm, just nicking the bone. Makani's hand left her sword as she pulled out her dagger and stabbed him in the eye. The man screamed in pain for a split second before he went limp and fell to the floor. She smiled as she pulled her dagger and her sword out her opponent and wiped ear one clean before she place them back in their sheaths, before she collapsed onto the floor.
"No...," Tasuki whispered to himself as he watched the dark pool of crimson widen around her. "N-no." He reached deep into the depths of his soul to pull out what reserves on energy he had left and use them to drag his broken body over to Makani. Teared stremaed out of his eyes and flowed down his face as he struggled into a sitting position and pulled Makani's limp, blood form into his lap. He held her in his arms, and gazed down at her, his tears droping onto her face, rinsing some of the blood away. He bent his neck down, tilted his head, and kissed her paling lips as the last of his strength left him, and he lsipped into unconsciousness, still holding Makani in his arms.
* * *
Kouji and his men arrived at the house when it was all over. They walked into the house to find at least five men dead in the first room, and a bunch of small, bloody foot prints leading out the door as their captives escaped. Kouji was afraid of what he would find as he walked into the conjoined room. Standing in the door way, the first thing he realized was the two dead men, who looked very similar to the one in the last room. What gipped his heart and refused to let it go was the blood covered Tasuki and Makani, laying in pool of their own blood.
Kouji ran over to them, fearing the worst, but hoping that there might me at least some life left in them.
Please, Suzaku, let them be alive. Oh, gods, let them be still alive. But before he could get to them, a man with light blue hair and a blue cape appeared in front of him and lifted both Makani and Tasuki into his arms.
"Don't worry about you friends, no da. You'll see them soon enough, no da. Sayoonara, no da!" And with that, the strange, blue-haired monk diappaeared in a puff of smoke. Leaving Kouji in his men to wonder just what exactly happened.
But then Kouji realized who the man was, and a smile spread onto his lips. Chichiri. He's in good hands now.
Kouji turned around and walked out of the room to be greeted by the scared faces of his followers. "Don't worry guys, let's go."
"But, leader..."
"They're be fine. They're in good hands. Let's go." Kouji was surrounded by confused, yet loyal friends, as they left the large house and started the treck back up Mt. Leikaku.
* * *
Chichiri was meditating by his favorite lake when he suddenly felt his best friend's chi deminish rapidly. It had started out slow at first, with sudden impulses of increases, but mere seconds ago, it had dwindeled to almost nothing. At first, he thought that Tasuki had gotten into a normal fight that he had occasionally, but now he realized that it wasn't that. It was worse. It was much worse than a minor brawl. Tasuki was now fighting against his diminishing strength to keep his life.
"Shimatta," Chichiri muttered to himself as he focused all of his energy on Tasuki's location. If he didn't get there soon...Mere seconds later he was in the blood filled room, looking down at the crimson stained Tasuki and Makani. His mask hid his tears as he reached down and picked up his dying friend and his love.
He managed to call up a faint, hopeful smile as he looked at Kouji before he focued his chi on Dachi-san Mountain and brought the two dying lovers to the only hope they had left.
His arms were covered with blood when he arrived, none of it his won. He laid them down on a bed and called Nyan Nyan (Lai Lai). She gasped with horror, but then set to stripping them of their clothes and healing their wounds. Chichiri smiled as he turned away and closed the door behind him., leaving Nyan Nyan to hopefully bring health back to the near dead.
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A/N: What did you think? I know, it was kind-of bloody...I know, it was kind-of graphic...But at least it's not as bad as Revenge by Blood!!...Not that it's a bad fanfic, just bloody...very bloody...And nothing like this one...Well, there'll only be one more chapter out after this pone if I don't get enough reviews. If I think that no one's reading it, then I'll just end it and you'll al have to go read those long, annoying, wrong Tasuki, Chichiri crosses!! If you want this to keep going, then PLEASE, for the love of Suzaku, review! If not, then 'good bye' I say to you! Ja ne!