Warning: This is a yaoi, minna. If you are under 18 or offended by
M/M relationships then run away NOW!!! Otherwise, by all means proceed.
Disclaimer: In no way shape or form do I own the characters so
don't sue me.
Flute and Willow
A FY fic
By Sakura
Part 4
Ashitare stood
before Nuriko and Amiboshi, his undamaged eye focusing only on the violet
haired seishi. "I'm gonna kill ya this time for hurting me," he
growled.
"Ain't gonna
happen, pal. I'll beat you for sure," the Suzaku seishi spat back.
"Nuri, be
careful. That's Ashitare, one of Seiryuu's seishi," Amiboshi warned his
lover.
"Heh, so the
traitor's here, too. I'm sure Nakago-sama won't mind me killing you too since
you're supposed to be dead anyway."
Amiboshi stood
still, trying not to let the older Seiryuu seishi intimidate him. He began to
concentrate and build his chi up. "Nuri, get out of here," he began.
"No way! I'm
not going to let you go again. If you're going to fight him, _we'll_ fight
together." With that Nuriko focused his chi and t he bracelets Taiitsu-kun
gave him glowed and lengthened in a pair of arm braces. "Come on,
creep!" he yelled.
The wolf man slid
down the snowdrift he was standing on and pounced on him before either lover
knew what happened. 'He's strong!' the violet haired man thought as he brought
his fist up to punch Ashitare off him. The Seiryuu seishi quickly leapt off as
he sensed Nuriko's punch coming. 'He's fast too. Too fast, he's like a wild
wolf.'
Amiboshi watched
is love fight his former teammate with worry, but he was glad he was too
distracted with Nuriko to fight him. He stood still, clutching his flute
waiting for the perfect moment to strike. He also silently prayed to whatever
deity who cared to listen at the moment, to keep Nuriko from harm until he was
able to help.
Nuriko was
holding his own as he dodged Ashitare's attacks, but could not get a single hit
in. Suddenly, the wolf man feigned an attack to the right only to turn back on
the violet haired man and slash through his coat and shirt, ripping it and
exposing his seishi mark and chest. Nuriko was slammed against the mountainside
by the force of the blow. The coat, its buttons torn off, went flying off his body
to land beside him.
Amiboshi wanted
to cry out, but knew that it would only distract his lover and cause him his
life. Bringing the flute to his lips, the sandy haired seishi began to pour his
chi into the instrument.
As if he sensed
what the flute player had in mind, Nuriko snatched up his tattered coat and
threw it into Ashitare's face just as the wolf man closed in for the kill.
Seizing the brief moment, the violet haired seishi jumped over the hulking
seishi.
"Amiboshi!
Now!" he called to his companion.
The boy's fingers
flew over the flute, playing a discordant melody of death. Nuriko had been
smart enough to cover his ears before shouting so he was unharmed by the deadly
music. Ashitare, however, was not. He was howling in pain and clutching his
head in his huge clawed hands.
The music began
to get louder and louder as Amiboshi's chi built to its peak. AS the last note
echoed off the mountain peak, the wolf man's brain exploded and Ashitare
plopped down in the snow dead, blood pouring from his nose and mouth.
Dropping the
flute, the sandy haired boy ran to his lover, concern written clearly on his
face. "Nuri-chan, are you all right?" he said clutching the violet
haired man to him. "I thought he was going to kill you."
"I'm okay,
love. Just a bit winded. It was like fighting an animal," he said
extricating himself from the younger seishi's bear hug.
"Thank the
gods you're not hurt," Amiboshi said smiling as he retrieved Nuriko's coat
and covered the fallen body with it. He then took his own coat off.
"Better put this on before you catch a cold." He handed him the coat.
"Won't you
be cold?" Nuriko asked.
"I'll be all
right if I stay close to you," he answered as he sat down next to him
again, putting his arm around Nuriko's shoulders.
"Thanks for
saving my life back there," Nuriko said smiling and put his head on
Amiboshi's shoulder, making his younger lover blush.
"Y-you're
welcome," he stammered. he wanted to say more, but the violet haired man
had pressed his lips against his, effectively making him forget what it was
what he wanted to say. It was obvious Nuriko didn't want to dwell on the past,
so Amiboshi just stayed quiet and returned his lover's kiss.
Nuriko
reluctantly broke the kiss and said, "Well, better move that rock out of
the way or there'll be no shinzaho for us." Having said that, Nuriko
strode over to the shrine once more. The Suzaku seishi wrapped his arms around
the enormous boulder.
"Are you
sure you're up to this, koi? You were just in a fight, you know."
"Wakatte yo!
(I understand)" he called back. The violet haired man strained his already
tired muscles and silently prayed for more strength. As if the phoenix god
himself had heard him, the arm braces glowed with a warm red light and Nuriko
felt the power flowing into his arms. Lifting the boulder, he threw it clear across
the mountain peak. "Well that takes care of that!" he said dusting
off his hands.
Amiboshi stared
in amazement. "I don't think I'll ever get used to that," he said in
awe of his beloved Nuriko.
"Two tell
the truth, love I never have," Nuriko said jokingly. Both seishi then
laughed, relieved neither was hurt. For once Amiboshi was truly happy to be
doing the right thing and be with someone he loved as much as he loved his
twin. The guilt he had felt was slowly fading away.
'Please forgive
me,' he prayed to the two gods that had made such a huge difference in his
life.
"I guess all
we have to do is wait for Tama to get back with the others," Nuriko said
sitting down again, this time next to the shrine. He wasn't in any hurry to
enter since who knew what could be waiting for them inside. The best thing was
to wait for the others in case any of their special powers were needed.
"But that
could be hours."
"Yep. So why
don't you get over here and join me before you freeze to death." Amiboshi
blushed again. "I meant for you to take a nap, baka. We'll have plenty of
time for what you've got in mind once we get the shinzaho."
Blushing the
sandy haired seishi sighed and sat down beside his violet haired lover. Closing
his eyes, Nuriko put an arm around him and drew him closer, sharing his body
heat. Smiling, Amiboshi decided to relax and put his head on Nuriko's shoulder,
but not before wrapping an arm around Nuriko's waist.
*****
The two young men
woke to the sound of someone clearing their throat. "Ahem. Ya mind telling
us what the %@#^ yer doing with him," Tasuki said pointing at Amiboshi
with his tessen.
"I'm sure
there's a good explanation, no da," Chichiri watching the redhead
carefully.
"They're so
kawaii!" Miaka gushed as she clung to Tamahome.
By now, both
seishi were red as tomatoes and they scrambled to get up and untangle
themselves.
"Listen,
minna, we can explain," Nuriko said avoiding Tamahome and Tasuki's stares.
"So start
explaining, Nuriko," Tamahome said glaring at Amiboshi.
Nuriko placed a
comforting hand on his lover's arm then stepped between him and the two not so
pleased Suzaku seishi. "Before you two baka do anything, I want you to
know that I love Ami-chan and I think he's been through enough as it is."
The other seishi
and their miko were stunned by the violet haired seishi's confession.
"Nuriko!" Amiboshi said, now completely red head to foot.
"It's about
time they knew. Anyway, they'd have found out sooner or later. Amiboshi saved
my life today and that's enough to convince me. Chichiri, you know that he's
not like the other Seiryuu." The blue haired monk nodded.
"Ch! Yeah
right," Tasuki muttered under his breath.
Always the one to
believe in second chances, Miaka smacked the fiery seishi on the head. "Shame
on you, Gen-chan! I believe Nuri-chan. Can't you and Tamahome forgive poor
Amiboshi and give him another chance? You know he was only being fooled by that
jerk Nakago."
The redhead swore
again and shook his head. "Ch! Women! I hate 'em! But if ya try somethin'
like before, yer toast," he said waving his tessen around.
"So would
you filling us in, no da?" Chichiri piped up, drawing everyone's attention
to the body lying in the snow.
Nuriko then went
to explain how he'd run into Amiboshi the night before and how they planned to
fetch the shinzaho together while Tamahome and Miaka went to find the others.
He also told them that when they reached the Genbu shrine, Ashitare had
returned to kill him, only to be killed himself by Amiboshi.
When he was done,
the sandy haired seishi then told his story. He told of how he was rescued by
an elderly couple in Sairou who then adopted him as their son and how he had
lost his memory from the medicine they had given him. He told the seishi about
what had happened in the square in Touran the day before and how a blow to the
head restored his memory.
"It's just
like a shoujo manga!" Miaka squealed, stars in her eyes.
"That's
quite a story, no da. I believe you mean us no harm Amiboshi-kun. We are
grateful you were able to help Nuriko, na no da. Welcome back!" Chichiri
said, clasping the former Seiryuu seishi's shoulder.
"Yay! We're
friends again!" Miaka cheered, jumping up and down with glee. "Let's
get that shinzaho!"
The miko then ran
up to the shrine and stood wondering how to get the large iron doors open.
"How are we going to get them open?" Tamahome asked coming up behind
his lover.
As if on cue, the
huge doors began to open on their own with a loud creak.
See, I didn't kill poor Nuri. Aren't you glad I decided to be good
this time? See ya next chapter! ^_^