Mercy
by Spade (jennspade yahoo.com)
April 2004
"Kenren Taishou..." Litouten breathes, as the knife rests under his chin. He can't see it, but the light from the candle reflects from it. The cool blade just barely grazing his skin.
There's a throaty chuckle, made of cigarette smoke and sake. "You know, it's been years since anybody's called me that. And I'm not god anymore, so maybe you shouldn't."
"What are you then," Litouten asks, mind buzzing for a plan, a rescue, some escape from the presence at his back. Like a fly beating itself against the window glass.
"You know. Taboo. Like Goku. Like Nataku. I wonder if that means I'm allowed..."
"The Bodhisattva-"
"What about hir?"
"Is this mercy, to kill me, after all this time? For Kanzeon to bring you here?"
"Sure. After all, Se could have let Hakkai in instead."
He can't see it, but everything is awash in red.
Author's Note: Gojyo, I think, would leave the past be, unless it was threatening the present. But, as Litouten is a slimy bastard, I'm sure he could come up with something that would piss the boys off enough to off him.