AN- Wow! Shadow Priestess is BACK! The story on paper is almost done, just
wait for it to be typed up. And these things are odd. And thanks to Kaylana
who's proofread all the drafts and given ambiguous reviews!
Disclaimer- DO NOT OWN IT! Own Kiboku and all other alter egos of his.
"Oh, Chichiri-san!" Kiboku called through the door. "If you want any breakfast, you'd better cut your meditation short. That miko is a bottomless pit."
"Oh hontou?" Chichiri stuck out his head. "It can't be proper to speak that way about our miko no da."
"See if I care, I want some food." He set off, Chichiri at his heels.
"KOOONNICHIWA MINNA-SAN!!" Kiboku burst in grinning. "Miaka, I see you haven't started yet. Bet I can finish off a bowl of that stuff faster."
"Yeah right," Nuriko muttered. "As. If."
"Ten ryo say I can."
"Nani?" The seishi's violet eyes glittered. It seems as though Tamahome's rubbed off a bit on him… "Ten ryo?"
"No more, no less," Kiboku confirmed.
"You're on!"
And then…
"That'll be ten ryo, please!" Kiboku ordered. "I beat her."
"That SO does not count!" Nuriko protested. "You can't use a spell. That's cheating or something."
Kiboku patiently held out his hand. "The money."
"Now I'll have to starve for the next week!" Nuriko sobbed as he dug out the coins. "Oh, poor me!"
"Have a heart no da!" Chichiri scolded, grinning like ALWAYS. "It was unfair."
"It's unfair that she eats faster than me," Kiboku argued. "I AM RICH NOW!!"
"Oh yes. After all, ten ryp is just such a very large amount of money no da."
"Well, to a priest with no income in a place where people encourage self-denial to the point of starvation…"
"You do have a point there no da."
"Who does?" Hotohori wondered as he sauntered in, noble as usual.
""HEIKA-SAMA!!" Nuriko immediately forgot his money and began groveling before his idol. " How ARE you this morning?"
"Fine, thanks."
"Hotohori!" Miaka greeted happily.
"Miaka," he acknowledged. "Come on, let's have breakfast. You're planning to continue the search today, aren't you?"
"Yup, and we've got this crystal ball thingie," she answered, gesturing towards a globe. "It should help." As if in response, the gray fog in the sphere shifted and turned a milky white color.
"No offense or anything, but that is a REALLY ugly globe," Kiboku commented. "I have a marginally better idea. Just a second while I confirm it with higher powers." He glanced up. "So can I? DOZO?"
The others watched, slightly disturbed that the otherwise sane priest was pleading with the ceiling.
"So I can? ARIGATOU GOZIEMASHITA!" He turned and beamed at the group. "The higher powers like me. Anyways, I figure that with some help, I can summon the rest of the seishi here for Miaka-san's convenience."
"Summon?" Chichiri asked skeptically. "Are you sure that you can do that?"
"I said I figured," he corrected. "It may or may not work." He casually sat back and waited for approval.
"Demo… Do you know how much energy that would require no da?"
"That's why I said 'with some help'."
"Whatever no da," Chichiri relented. "Your Majesty, with your permission we will make the necessary arrangements no da" He spoke for Kiboku, hoping to avoid any sarcastic remarks from the teen.
"Go ahead already."
"YES!" Kiboku was in his element now. "You- over there. NO! A little over… Who has any candles around here? No, the red ones are prettier. RED NOT PINK! Everyone's rested, ne? Miaka, get out of the way. I swear. OK, that looks about right. Chichiri, get in the middle and focus on-" He cast his eyes around randomly. "Oh, focus on that plate over there. The white one, you poor excuse for a non-colorblind person. Now this will be somehow really amusing. LET'S GO!!"
He began chanting softly, drawing energy from those assembled around him. After a moment, he very calmly sat down on a futon. It seemed to the others that the spell was done, so they began to move around and wonder if the thing had failed.
"MITSUKAKE!" Kiboku screamed suddenly. "CHIRIKO! TASUKI!!!!!!!"
The boy collapsed, spent, as the last of Suzaku's chosen appeared.
Well, that's done with. I did this all in one sitting, I should be doing something else. I don't know what, but this sure ain't it. I just have maybe two more chapters to write of this, then it's done. Oh, and any developments from now on are courtesy of my brain or lack thereof at one AM, so I'm not liable.
Disclaimer- DO NOT OWN IT! Own Kiboku and all other alter egos of his.
"Oh, Chichiri-san!" Kiboku called through the door. "If you want any breakfast, you'd better cut your meditation short. That miko is a bottomless pit."
"Oh hontou?" Chichiri stuck out his head. "It can't be proper to speak that way about our miko no da."
"See if I care, I want some food." He set off, Chichiri at his heels.
"KOOONNICHIWA MINNA-SAN!!" Kiboku burst in grinning. "Miaka, I see you haven't started yet. Bet I can finish off a bowl of that stuff faster."
"Yeah right," Nuriko muttered. "As. If."
"Ten ryo say I can."
"Nani?" The seishi's violet eyes glittered. It seems as though Tamahome's rubbed off a bit on him… "Ten ryo?"
"No more, no less," Kiboku confirmed.
"You're on!"
And then…
"That'll be ten ryo, please!" Kiboku ordered. "I beat her."
"That SO does not count!" Nuriko protested. "You can't use a spell. That's cheating or something."
Kiboku patiently held out his hand. "The money."
"Now I'll have to starve for the next week!" Nuriko sobbed as he dug out the coins. "Oh, poor me!"
"Have a heart no da!" Chichiri scolded, grinning like ALWAYS. "It was unfair."
"It's unfair that she eats faster than me," Kiboku argued. "I AM RICH NOW!!"
"Oh yes. After all, ten ryp is just such a very large amount of money no da."
"Well, to a priest with no income in a place where people encourage self-denial to the point of starvation…"
"You do have a point there no da."
"Who does?" Hotohori wondered as he sauntered in, noble as usual.
""HEIKA-SAMA!!" Nuriko immediately forgot his money and began groveling before his idol. " How ARE you this morning?"
"Fine, thanks."
"Hotohori!" Miaka greeted happily.
"Miaka," he acknowledged. "Come on, let's have breakfast. You're planning to continue the search today, aren't you?"
"Yup, and we've got this crystal ball thingie," she answered, gesturing towards a globe. "It should help." As if in response, the gray fog in the sphere shifted and turned a milky white color.
"No offense or anything, but that is a REALLY ugly globe," Kiboku commented. "I have a marginally better idea. Just a second while I confirm it with higher powers." He glanced up. "So can I? DOZO?"
The others watched, slightly disturbed that the otherwise sane priest was pleading with the ceiling.
"So I can? ARIGATOU GOZIEMASHITA!" He turned and beamed at the group. "The higher powers like me. Anyways, I figure that with some help, I can summon the rest of the seishi here for Miaka-san's convenience."
"Summon?" Chichiri asked skeptically. "Are you sure that you can do that?"
"I said I figured," he corrected. "It may or may not work." He casually sat back and waited for approval.
"Demo… Do you know how much energy that would require no da?"
"That's why I said 'with some help'."
"Whatever no da," Chichiri relented. "Your Majesty, with your permission we will make the necessary arrangements no da" He spoke for Kiboku, hoping to avoid any sarcastic remarks from the teen.
"Go ahead already."
"YES!" Kiboku was in his element now. "You- over there. NO! A little over… Who has any candles around here? No, the red ones are prettier. RED NOT PINK! Everyone's rested, ne? Miaka, get out of the way. I swear. OK, that looks about right. Chichiri, get in the middle and focus on-" He cast his eyes around randomly. "Oh, focus on that plate over there. The white one, you poor excuse for a non-colorblind person. Now this will be somehow really amusing. LET'S GO!!"
He began chanting softly, drawing energy from those assembled around him. After a moment, he very calmly sat down on a futon. It seemed to the others that the spell was done, so they began to move around and wonder if the thing had failed.
"MITSUKAKE!" Kiboku screamed suddenly. "CHIRIKO! TASUKI!!!!!!!"
The boy collapsed, spent, as the last of Suzaku's chosen appeared.
Well, that's done with. I did this all in one sitting, I should be doing something else. I don't know what, but this sure ain't it. I just have maybe two more chapters to write of this, then it's done. Oh, and any developments from now on are courtesy of my brain or lack thereof at one AM, so I'm not liable.