Deai 2
Part v
And so within two days, Taikoubou moved in with Ryuukitsu and Fugen under the deadly stares of the entire KU male population. Now that Dakki had moved in temporarily, Taikoubou was officially living with the two most beautiful women in the history of KU… by invitation!
Strength
I like it when other people treat me as they would an idiot, this makes dealing with them much easier.
At Dakki's insistence that she needed to observe him closely for the next two weeks, Taikoubou reluctantly moved into the house. The day of the move in, Taikoubou's dark face sharply contrasted with the three smiling ones that greeted him outside the house.
He had been living at dorm for the past year. The solitude of his dorm suited his purposes… well, anything would be better than having three pairs of eyes constantly staring over his shoulder!
Taikoubou sighed and turned his attention to the bowl of herbal soup that Fugen had placed on the counter next to him. He shouldn't be complaining… of course, not when he compared dorm food to the food that he was eating now.
As if sensing his thoughts, Fugen, who was doing homework next to the window, turned and smiled. Glimmers of the pale sunset illuminated his face, creating a surreal sense of mystery. Forcing his head to turn back to his own homework, Taikoubou tried to shake away the memory of when he held Fugen close to him the entire night, as if grasping something precious with all his strength. What the hell am I think? Shaking his head furiously, he released his anger on the soup by drinking it down to the last drop.
Fugen's smile seemed even brighter. Lifting his eyes from the scattered green debris on the bottom of the bowl, Taikoubou gaze was inevitably locked onto Fugen's.
He felt himself being sucked into a whirlpool. A bit dizzying, but not uncomfortable. However corny it sounded, he felt himself charged with energy… and… happiness? No… he couldn't forget… his original purpose… for entering this house… his original suspicions regarding this strange person… Fugen….
Tilting his head slightly, Fugen returned his gaze. Lately, he had felt… strange… whenever he looked into that boy's eyes. It was as if something was threatening to burst out… something he did not want to touch… but he still couldn't help looking into Taikoubou's eyes. There was something about this new housemate that he couldn't understand, or even feared a little. But he definitely liked him. Fugen smiled again as he looked into the pool of emerald green that threatened to pour over his consciousness, revealing even the most deeply hidden parts that he did not even remember.
"Oh my dearies, how was your day?!" Dakki's voice broke through the mist of ambiguous emotions between the two and landed right in front of Taikoubou. What followed was the sound of her hand landing lightly on Taikoubou's cheeks.
"Pay attention when I speak to you!" Her overly loud voice hid whatever her thoughts were when she walked in on the scene of the two young men staring at each other, as if time had stopped for them.
Brushing away her hand impatiently, Taikoubou answered "yo" before he walked out of the room with his books.
"The nerve!" Dakki's anger dissipated as soon as Fugen held up a bowl of warm soup to her face with a smile. "Ah, at least I still have you." She patted Fugen on the head. Such a wonderful and kind child… why did life have to be so cruel to him. She hugged Fugen close, once more reconfirming her own wish to protect him.
Suddenly, Fugen's face changed. His body started shaking violently and his gaze darted around the room, landing on the front door. The next second, he was out the door.
Without any hesitation, Dakki ran after him, followed by a Taikoubou who had just came out to collect his bowl.
The door shivered in the piercing winter wind.
***
"Don't worry, he'll make it." Hiko put his hand gently on his son's shoulder.
Wordlessly, Nataku pulled his blanket up to cover the current occupant of his bed, a young child with fierce orange hair. If he hadn't discovered this child….
"He's been sleeping."
Eyebrows burrowing, Hiko shared his son's concerns. The child had been sleeping for more than five days. If it weren't for the gentle heaving of his chest, they could have sworn he was dead.
"The doctor said there's nothing wrong with him besides total exhaustion."
Nataku shrugged.
***
"Fugen!"
The little figure was followed by two more, all three breathing heavily.
"Fugen! Stop! What is wrong?" But Dakki's question had gone unheard. Fugen continued on his race against time.
At last admitting failure in this chase, Dakki stopped and leaned herself against a street lamp pole. Taikoubou's shadow passed her the next instant.
"Well, I guess now that you have another guardian. I could rest." She slid down to sit on the floor, hoping that Ryuukitsu would not find out about this escapade.
Eyebrows knitting in concentration and fists swing wildly beside him, Taikoubou closed in the distance between him and the figure in front. He couldn't really say why he had a biting fear that if he stopped, he would never see the light blue figure again. He only knew he had to run, to catch up, then pin Fugen down and scream at him for running like a headless chicken into rush hour traffic.
"Watch out!" His heart nearly leaped out of his mouth when he saw Fugen jumping into a busy avenue. Without thinking, he sprang forward and pushed Fugen out of the way of an oncoming car.
***
"Nii-chan…" a faint voice came amidst the bundle on Nataku's bed. Giving each other a look, Hiko and Nataku approached the bed gingerly.
"He's sent out a hunting party for you…"
***
"I'm going to be out for a few days." Leaving these words with his loyal secretary, Bunchuu stormed out the door, then slammed it behind him, as if he were smacking himself against the wall.
Chou Kei stared open-mouthed at the shut door, then around to the empty office. Then his shaped twisted into distortion, like an image on television that was badly received or misinterpreted by the sensors. His mouth slowly switched into a smile as he disappeared out the window, now dressed in all black. On his ears and fingers rings of various metallic shine shimmered.
***
He didn't plan on giving up, and of course he wouldn't. Youzen took Ryukitsu's bag from her shoulders and followed her pace determinedly, ignoring her disapproving look and the shocked faces of many students also walking out the school yard. In the distance, a pair of eyes closed as the onlooker's hands locked into fists next to his body.
"Am I too late?!" No, he wasn't going to give up… not the only woman who had given him a familiar feeling so like his own mother… whom he was never able to defend against the loneliness of being married to a rich business man who was rarely home. No, he must amend this mistake… and the first step is to capture the heart of this mysterious woman…
***
Bitten by the wind
I swing my body to the rhythm
the song of the ravens
ringing, ringing
***
Preview: Uhh… you've realized that you can't trust this part right? Well… let's just say next chapter it gets sorta… intense…for more than one person… =D action starts!
A's Babblin: Why do I always do this to myself? Argh… I should NOT write long ficcies… I should have known that… ::Aka's head hangs in shame:: well, for now, I could only promise you that I'll finish this series.. then I'm NEVER writing a long ficcie again!!!
Part v
And so within two days, Taikoubou moved in with Ryuukitsu and Fugen under the deadly stares of the entire KU male population. Now that Dakki had moved in temporarily, Taikoubou was officially living with the two most beautiful women in the history of KU… by invitation!
Strength
I like it when other people treat me as they would an idiot, this makes dealing with them much easier.
At Dakki's insistence that she needed to observe him closely for the next two weeks, Taikoubou reluctantly moved into the house. The day of the move in, Taikoubou's dark face sharply contrasted with the three smiling ones that greeted him outside the house.
He had been living at dorm for the past year. The solitude of his dorm suited his purposes… well, anything would be better than having three pairs of eyes constantly staring over his shoulder!
Taikoubou sighed and turned his attention to the bowl of herbal soup that Fugen had placed on the counter next to him. He shouldn't be complaining… of course, not when he compared dorm food to the food that he was eating now.
As if sensing his thoughts, Fugen, who was doing homework next to the window, turned and smiled. Glimmers of the pale sunset illuminated his face, creating a surreal sense of mystery. Forcing his head to turn back to his own homework, Taikoubou tried to shake away the memory of when he held Fugen close to him the entire night, as if grasping something precious with all his strength. What the hell am I think? Shaking his head furiously, he released his anger on the soup by drinking it down to the last drop.
Fugen's smile seemed even brighter. Lifting his eyes from the scattered green debris on the bottom of the bowl, Taikoubou gaze was inevitably locked onto Fugen's.
He felt himself being sucked into a whirlpool. A bit dizzying, but not uncomfortable. However corny it sounded, he felt himself charged with energy… and… happiness? No… he couldn't forget… his original purpose… for entering this house… his original suspicions regarding this strange person… Fugen….
Tilting his head slightly, Fugen returned his gaze. Lately, he had felt… strange… whenever he looked into that boy's eyes. It was as if something was threatening to burst out… something he did not want to touch… but he still couldn't help looking into Taikoubou's eyes. There was something about this new housemate that he couldn't understand, or even feared a little. But he definitely liked him. Fugen smiled again as he looked into the pool of emerald green that threatened to pour over his consciousness, revealing even the most deeply hidden parts that he did not even remember.
"Oh my dearies, how was your day?!" Dakki's voice broke through the mist of ambiguous emotions between the two and landed right in front of Taikoubou. What followed was the sound of her hand landing lightly on Taikoubou's cheeks.
"Pay attention when I speak to you!" Her overly loud voice hid whatever her thoughts were when she walked in on the scene of the two young men staring at each other, as if time had stopped for them.
Brushing away her hand impatiently, Taikoubou answered "yo" before he walked out of the room with his books.
"The nerve!" Dakki's anger dissipated as soon as Fugen held up a bowl of warm soup to her face with a smile. "Ah, at least I still have you." She patted Fugen on the head. Such a wonderful and kind child… why did life have to be so cruel to him. She hugged Fugen close, once more reconfirming her own wish to protect him.
Suddenly, Fugen's face changed. His body started shaking violently and his gaze darted around the room, landing on the front door. The next second, he was out the door.
Without any hesitation, Dakki ran after him, followed by a Taikoubou who had just came out to collect his bowl.
The door shivered in the piercing winter wind.
***
"Don't worry, he'll make it." Hiko put his hand gently on his son's shoulder.
Wordlessly, Nataku pulled his blanket up to cover the current occupant of his bed, a young child with fierce orange hair. If he hadn't discovered this child….
"He's been sleeping."
Eyebrows burrowing, Hiko shared his son's concerns. The child had been sleeping for more than five days. If it weren't for the gentle heaving of his chest, they could have sworn he was dead.
"The doctor said there's nothing wrong with him besides total exhaustion."
Nataku shrugged.
***
"Fugen!"
The little figure was followed by two more, all three breathing heavily.
"Fugen! Stop! What is wrong?" But Dakki's question had gone unheard. Fugen continued on his race against time.
At last admitting failure in this chase, Dakki stopped and leaned herself against a street lamp pole. Taikoubou's shadow passed her the next instant.
"Well, I guess now that you have another guardian. I could rest." She slid down to sit on the floor, hoping that Ryuukitsu would not find out about this escapade.
Eyebrows knitting in concentration and fists swing wildly beside him, Taikoubou closed in the distance between him and the figure in front. He couldn't really say why he had a biting fear that if he stopped, he would never see the light blue figure again. He only knew he had to run, to catch up, then pin Fugen down and scream at him for running like a headless chicken into rush hour traffic.
"Watch out!" His heart nearly leaped out of his mouth when he saw Fugen jumping into a busy avenue. Without thinking, he sprang forward and pushed Fugen out of the way of an oncoming car.
***
"Nii-chan…" a faint voice came amidst the bundle on Nataku's bed. Giving each other a look, Hiko and Nataku approached the bed gingerly.
"He's sent out a hunting party for you…"
***
"I'm going to be out for a few days." Leaving these words with his loyal secretary, Bunchuu stormed out the door, then slammed it behind him, as if he were smacking himself against the wall.
Chou Kei stared open-mouthed at the shut door, then around to the empty office. Then his shaped twisted into distortion, like an image on television that was badly received or misinterpreted by the sensors. His mouth slowly switched into a smile as he disappeared out the window, now dressed in all black. On his ears and fingers rings of various metallic shine shimmered.
***
He didn't plan on giving up, and of course he wouldn't. Youzen took Ryukitsu's bag from her shoulders and followed her pace determinedly, ignoring her disapproving look and the shocked faces of many students also walking out the school yard. In the distance, a pair of eyes closed as the onlooker's hands locked into fists next to his body.
"Am I too late?!" No, he wasn't going to give up… not the only woman who had given him a familiar feeling so like his own mother… whom he was never able to defend against the loneliness of being married to a rich business man who was rarely home. No, he must amend this mistake… and the first step is to capture the heart of this mysterious woman…
***
Bitten by the wind
I swing my body to the rhythm
the song of the ravens
ringing, ringing
***
Preview: Uhh… you've realized that you can't trust this part right? Well… let's just say next chapter it gets sorta… intense…for more than one person… =D action starts!
A's Babblin: Why do I always do this to myself? Argh… I should NOT write long ficcies… I should have known that… ::Aka's head hangs in shame:: well, for now, I could only promise you that I'll finish this series.. then I'm NEVER writing a long ficcie again!!!
