Deai 2

Part vii

It's that house, Fugen could be certain. There's a weak voice calling out for him… Fugen… nii-chan…. Fugen… it's his name… Fugen… someone is calling him…

Entrapment

True love is the manifestation of an angel; a love in vain is the butt of a devil's joke.

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Nataku and Hiko stared at the two unfamiliar figures standing in front of their door with their backs crouched over gasping for air.

Looking at the hand grabbing on to his sleeves with impatience, Nataku was about to snap at the light blue haired boy when Hiko spoke.

"Who are you?"

Fugen raised his head and looked half dazedly at Hiko, not knowing what to answer. He kept on pointing toward the inside of the house, but did not know how to express to them what he needed. In reality, he did not know exactly what pulled him to this house.

"He wants to go inside." Taikoubou took at look at his extended hand and said definitively.

Nataku shrugged and moved to let them in, eyes following them cautiously.

***

"They're not here, but they're safe." Nothing could explain how happy he felt as he saw the worry slowly draining out of Ryuukitsu's crystal-like blue eyes. This also meant that she trusted his words… the words of a stranger she had met less than thee times.

"Who are you and how do you know?" Youzen said half defensively, moving his body to slightly in-between the other two subconsciously.

Ignoring Youzen, Nentou addressed Ryuukitsu directly in a soft tone. "May I please come in? I will wait for them to come back to prove that my words are true. Also, I would like to tell you a bit about Mr. Tenson," he quickly added, "since you seem to be interested in the matter."

Ryuukitsu smiled and gestured her welcome. Youzen followed closely behind the two.

***

"What's my son doing here?" Bunchuu's low voice boomed dangerously across the room. "I'm taking him back to Kingo." Without waiting for a reply, he raised in his chair.

"Wait!" Dakki quickly covered his hands and pulled him down again. "You could at least give him a little bit of time to show that he can take care of himself fully well."

"By jumping in front of a car to save a scrawny ragdoll?" Nevertheless, Bunchuu sat down in again.

The waiter setting down the two orders of coffee on the table successfully covered Dakki's little smile. You're still the same… waiting for someone to stop you from doing something stupid. She stifled the urge to laugh when she thought about the instant of relief she saw in her brother's eyes when she stopped him from leaving.

"Would you jump in front of a car to save Shuushi?" She was satisfied at the storm of emotions that raised in Bunchuu's eyes at the mentioning of her sister-in-law's name.

"They're both men." Bunchuu's voice was even lower, as if trying to control his anger.

"And?" Dakki stared back at him, eyes free of any fear.

Bunchuu's lips pursed into a straight line.

***

"F…Fugen…-nii…chan…." The weak voice spilled out of the semi-conscious figure lying in bed.

Sitting himself down next to the bed, Fugen took up Tensyo's hand gently. This was the person, he was certain, this was the person he had came to meet. Everyone else sat down around, curious glances alternating between Tensyo and Fugen.

"… in danger…Fugen… ni…." Even in sleep, a visible shiver moved up Tensyo's body. Without any visible reaction to these words, Fugen lifted the blanket to cover Tensyo's shoulders and hands, then stood up to leave. Taikoubou held on to his sleeve and looked up with a questioning glance.

His eyes were clouded, and… filled with… pain?

Without another word, Taikoubou muttered an apology to the confused father and son duo and led Fugen out the door.

He would not let go of him. The thought flashed through his head. He was not about not let anyone, or anything, hurt this frail shadow of a boy staggering next to him.

***

"Want some hot cocoa?" The voice was like the scent of a warm and sweet candy coating, hardening around him into a protective shell. Fugen decided he liked this feeling and nodded with a smile. His violet eyes glistened in the winter sunset, setting off sparks of fireflies fluttering busily around in his clear pupil.

Before he knew why, Taikoubou bent down slightly and touched his lips against Fugen's smooth forehead. Then, covering his mouth, he raced down the block to the 7-11 with a cocoa sign in the front window.

***

"People must return to where they came from."

Taikoubou turned around just quick enough to catch a black shadow slipping through the store door to the outside. Half distractedly, he paid the store owner and pulled out a mini notebook from his jacket pocket.

90% he is from that place. He jotted down, then disappeared out the door with two cups of steaming hot cocoa in his hands.

***

I can see it coming,

I can feel its hand,

I want to keep running,

but here I must stand.

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Preview: Back to normal? NOT! Everyone struggling with a fear of loss and of happiness too easily obtained... of course, it's about time I tell you what's up with Fugen… ::runs away from angry readers:: (are there any?)

A's Babblin: Ahh… finally, I have everything written out! So that means the previews will at least be more accurate… unfortunately I'm afraid I might have more chapters than I had originally intended… god… my keyboard burnt out… and so much other crap to deal with right now… oh right… you are probably wondering when this was written right? I should honestly put this information on… lalala …don't worry, though this chapter is extra short, there'll be other long chapters. I just want to end here. =) Well, right now it's the end of aug, 2001, but I can't remember when I wrote the other chapters… lalala….