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Chapter Three – Colliding Colors

Nyan opened her eyes. Her reincarnation had died, so her soul had returned to Mt. Taiyoku. She sat up in her bed and stretched, closing her eyes and smiling slightly. When she opened her eyes again, she screamed.

"Suzaku! What are you DOING?!"

The god looked at Nyan curiously. "What do you mean? All I'm doing is seeing if you're all right..."

Nyan whacked her forehead exasperatedly. "That's not what I meant... I meant what are you doing in my ROOM?!"

Suzaku pouted. "Well, you do happen to have the map of all the seishi in your room, you know? How else am I supposed to check on my seishi if you won't let me in your room? Besides, Taiitsukun asked me to check on you."

Byakko poked his head in. When he caught sight of Nyan, he bit his lip and hurriedly strode over. Quickly whispering a few words in her ears, he backed away. "I am not sure, but it could be him."

"I..." Nyan got out of bed and began running.

"Nyan, wait! You're not completely healed yet!" Byakko called. He sighed as he watched the girl completely ignore him, using her magic to teleport to the main hall.

Suzaku laughed. "That girl's changed a lot after five hundred years..."

Byakko bit his lip. "For the better or for the worse? When she was still a little girl, she was able to deal with Tenkou, but now..."

Suzaku grinned. "Look, we don't need to worry about her. Nyan can take care of herself quite well."

Byakko didn't say anything, but a troubled look came into his amber eyes.

........

Nyan bent down by Hidoen's side. "Chichiri..." she said softly. Quickly she duplicated herself and magicked her "brother" up. She placed her hands on the ground and teleported all of her copies and him to the healing room.

Taiitsukun sat in the mirror room meditating. A slight smile came over her face when she realized who was in the healing room. She touched the largest mirror with a hand and a map of the entire world sprung up. A frown came over her face as she noticed how much more destruction Tenkou had caused. We must do something about him... But what? There wasn't much she could do at the moment until the chosen fourteen were revived. She knew she was counting a lot on the fourteen seishi, but it was her only that thought through her mind, she tapped the mirror and closed the map. For now, she would see what else she could do about warning the four kingdoms. "Genbu!"

He shimmered in the air and appeared next to her. "What is it?"

"Genbu, strategy is your specialty. Help me come up with some ideas." A small sigh escaped from her. "These days, I'm feeling more and more tired."

"What if... Nyosei. Mom, Nyosei doesn't have a guardian yet, does it? You can create a deity for that country and somehow bring a girl from Takiko's world to summon the God and seal Tenkou away." He began to get more excited. "This could solve all our problems!"

Taiitsukun raised an eyebrow. "Do you have any idea just how much energy that kind of thing could take?"

Genbu shook his head fervently. "It doesn't matter! All four of us could help you, and I'm sure Nyan could, too!"

The old deity smiled. "I'll think about it."

"Do more than simply think about it. I'm sure that idea could work and possibly win the war for us."

She closed her eyes. "I'll do my best."

.......

Nyan bent worriedly over Chichiri, who had yet to awaken. She bit her lip and slowly passed a hand over his forehead.

Suzaku came in behind her. "How is he?"

Nyan bit her lip. "I'm not sure. It seems like he has a high fever. He's been injured deeply, not just on the outside."

A twinkle came into his eye. "So are you going to be the one who heals him?"

Nyan turned red. "His outside, yes, but his inside, I don't know if I can."

Suzaku bent over the prone boy. "Let's see..." He put his lips to Chichiri's and began passing his chi over. After a few minutes, he backed away. "He should be better now." He began to disappear. "Tell me if he needs any more chi. I'll be in the Phoenix room." The red light vanished and the God was gone.

Chichiri opened his eyes and started when he saw Nyan. "Meiran...?" He leaped up. "Meiran! You're alive!"

"Sh! Chichiri, lie back down! You've only just recovered!"

Chichiri lay down. "How... how long have I been here?"

"Not long. Maybe a week or two." Nyan snapped her fingers and a bowl of soup appeared in her hands. "Here, drink this. It'll help you recover."

"A week? But how's that possible?!" Chichiri touched his right eye. "It's.. it's not bleeding anymore!" He looked wonderingly at her. "Did you really die or was it just my imagination?"

Nyan laughed. "Who, me? I, Nyan of Mt. Taiyoku, have never died. But the me in Konan... yes, Meiran did die."

Chichiri touched his forehead. "All this dying stuff is making my head dizzy, no da." Nyan started laughing and he gave her a questioning look. "Now why did you start laughing?"

A smile came over her face. "Oh, it's nothing."

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Byakko looked over Sairou, a worried look on his face. Out of the fourteen seishi who had been chosen, five of them had been his. If they died in this battle... he shook his head. His seishi were all strong and difficult to kill. Bah, God of War. He only has one seishi fighting for us. Byakko drew a line across the sky and widened it.

"Husband!!! Quit girl-watching! You already have a perfectly fine wife!"

"Aww... but why do you want to deprive me of pretty girls?"

"Oh yikes, Subaru, don't hit him that hard!"

"Hmph. I'll hit him as hard as I want."

"Aiiieee!!! Someone help me! Kokie, Karasuki, anyone of you!"

"Aww... not me?"

"Well, you too, Amefuri! Just someone help!!"

"How about we don't and see how well he handles this?"

"Tatara, you are MEAN!!!!!"

"Yeah yeah, whatever..."

"Tokaki, get back here!"

Suzaku came into the room. "Byakko, what's up?"

Byakko continued looking through the widened line. "I'm watching my seishi."

"How interesting. Might I take a look?" Suzaku bent down and Byakko moved to the side. He chuckled. "So Subaru and Tokaki are still having fun fighting?"

Byakko nodded. "Of course."

Suzaku laughed. "They should have been my seishi.

"Nahh... just because you're the god of love doesn't mean you can have all the seishi who love."

Suzaku grinned. "That would be almost all of them, wouldn't it?"

"Eh. That's true..." Byakko grumbled. "Anyways, care to have a look at your own seishi?"

Suzaku shrugged. "Sure, why not?"

Byakko stroked the line softly and drew another line over it. He touched two fingers to it and turned the line red. "There. All set."

"Let's set more things on fire!"

"Genrou..."

"Wha? It's fun!"

"No need to show off yer skills...."

"Meh, but I think it's cool!"

"Whatever...."

Byakko clapped his hand and the scene thinned out. "Shall we look at Genbu's now?"

"Aye, sure, why not?"

Byakko bowed. "You may do the honors."

Suzaku took his fingers and blew on them. With a quick swipe, he changed the color of the line to green. Then he widened it and stepped back. The two Gods leaned closer, only to be shocked by an electric bolt. Byakko jerked back. "What the...?!" Something began snaking out of the line.

Suzaku fired a blast of red energy at the bolt and managed to obliterate it before it hit the pair of them. "That wasn't supposed to happen!" he shouted.

Byakko slashed at the air and cut off the line. However, it merely duplicated, turning into more of the strange snaky lines. He slammed his hands on the ground and built up a shield. "Suzaku, what did you do?!"

"I didn't do anything!"

"Then what is this?!"

Taiitsukun burst into the room, closely followed by Genbu and Seiryuu. "Byakko, Suzaku, what is the meaning of this?" She froze. "Tenkou!" She placed her hands in prayer position. "Ban Bukyuu Chou Hou Na Hobaku Kan!" A red wave spread from her hands and destroyed the snaking line.

Byakko let down the shield around him and Suzaku. "That was Tenkou's work?"

Taiitsukun lowered her hands and turned on the two. "Now. Tell me what exactly you did and where you looked."

"I just improved on Byakko's spell." Suzaku stood up and came over to the smoking line. "We were checking up on Genbu's seishi. That's all."

"I see...."

Genbu raised an eyebrow. "And why would you want to watch my seishi? Don't you each have your own seven?"

"Well, we already checked on Byakko and mine's, so we wanted to see how yours and Seiryuu's were doing," Suzaku explained. "We really didn't mean any harm."

Taiitsukun thought for a moment. "The good thing about the two of you performing that spell is we now know that Tenkou's in Hokkan." She motioned to the line. "All four of you remember the line that I destroyed and what it looked like? Well, that was a portion of Tenkou's chi. I'm not quite sure what he was attempting, but he must be trying to figure out our plans, just as we're trying to figure out his. Genbu, you must be careful now. He's in your lands."

"I'll kill him," Genbu growled. "I swear I'll kill him! How dare he invade my lands, spiritually or not?" He turned on his heel and was about to storm out when Seiryuu grabbed him.

"Brother, stop. This is just the kind of thing Tenkou would want you to do."

"How would you know? Only one of your seishi volunteered to help us!" Genbu retorted.

"Hm. Don't remind me," Seiryuu said. He raised an eyebrow. "You're doubting me when it comes to Tenkou? Are you sure about that?"

"Well..."

"Look, I know him the best out of the four of us." He waved to Taiitsukun. "Maybe even more than Taiitsukun herself, no offense meant."

"No offense taken, Seiryuu. Go on."

"What I'm saying is that if you go to Hokkan to fight him, there's a chance you'll get killed. And with you dead, five out of our fighting forces will be gone, including you." Seiryuu leaned closer. "That'll give him an edge in the battle. Do you really want him to have that?"

Genbu's eyes flashed. "I don't need you to lecture me, little brother."

"You might as well take my advice, brother! I am the God of War!" Seiryuu shot back.

"So? I'm the God of Strategic Warfare! I should be able to decipher this stuff myself without help from you!"

Suzaku rolled his eyes. "Let's just say you both know what you're doing."

"Stay out of this!" Both Genbu and Seiryuu shouted. "You wouldn't know anything about war, being the God of LOVE!"

"What!" Suzaku exploded. "That is NOT fair! How dare the two of you say something like that?!" Energy began to spark in his right hand. "I know just as much as you do about warfare!"

"NO!" Taiitsukun shot warning glances at all three of them. "Seiryuu is right. Genbu, if you go to Hokkan, Tenkou will kill you, no matter how strong you are."

"But-"

"I don't care. If we're going to win this war, we're going to need everyone. We can't afford to let people die." Taiitsukun glared at Genbu. "I expect better of you, being the oldest. And Suzaku, you could at least try to hold your temper in. Tenkou would really appreciate it if you killed Genbu and saved him the work of doing it himself." She turned on her heel and strode out of the room.

Genbu shot a look at Seiryuu. "Now look what you did!" He muttered something and disappeared.

Suzaku didn't say anything, but there was something stormy in his eyes. "This is the last time I'm involving myself in a fight between the two of you," he finally said bitterly. "I always get in trouble when I try to play peacemaker." He too left the room, leaving only Byakko and Seiryuu.

Seiryuu clenched his fists. "I hate this!" He slammed into the wall and sighed. "Byakko, don't they see that I'm just trying to help? I don't want Genbu to get killed."

Byakko blew out. "I'm sure he realizes that deep inside; he just doesn't want to admit it."

Seiryuu pushed himself off the wall. "I'm going to sleep now. Night, brother."

"Night." Byakko watched Seiryuu leave the room and turned back to the line, which had stopped smoking. A sad look came over his face. "How do you...." He shook his head. "I don't know what to do anymore..." He turned and glanced back one more time, then closed the door quietly behind him.

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Most of this chapter is about the four Gods and Taiitsukun. I have taken the liberty of making up their own personalities so don't kill me for it. .