Title: Tale of A Story
Author: DnKS - giRLs
Rating: G to PG
Pairing: So many of them…count yourselves
Warning: Major OOCness, trans-gender (some), rambling, plotless, over- romantic (again, blame all those verses), mention them all…
Disclaimers: …(don't want to write 'em)…
(A/N : you must be thinking thet we've abanoned this fic.Ha! you wish... it's still continuing, my dear... prepare yourselves... and anyway, thanks for those who reviewed... enjoy smile )
Chapter 4 - The Separation
The sun had just risen, indicating that a new day had come. Cold wind blew so softly and the distinct heat emitted by the sun could not cover the cold feeling both Fuji and Kunimitsu felt that morning.
The day had come for them to say goodbye. It was not such surprise, though. They had known that the very day would come eventually.
But still, it could not remove the sad and empty feeling in their hearts.
"It's the time, Dear Prince…" said Kunimitsu.
Fuji nodded. He still smiled. He had promised the man his happy face to bide him goodbye, and never would he betray his own word. They were standing on the line where the sea touched the land. And for the first time in his life, Fuji felt a bit of hatred towards the sea.
"Take your leave, then, Sir Kunimitsu… no, I mean Lord Tezuka. My pray shall brighten your way," Fuji said.
"I am Lord Tezuka for my people, yet I am Kunimitsu for you, nothing can change that," Kunimitsu said. "As you will forever be my Shusuke, I will forever be your Kunimitsu."
Fuji saw Kunimitsu opened his cloak that was covering his chest. For a brief second, a very bright light blinded him. Before his eyes could adjust with it, it had gone and he felt something heavy was placed on his open hands.
He nodded and saw it was a carved sword with silver sheath. Diamonds and sapphires ornate the handle and an ethereal light were surrounding it.
"I only can give you this as the remembrance of me," said Kunimitsu. "It's The Holy Sword which has accompanied me in seven hundred years of my immortal life. We will have a war soon, and I cannot protect you. Let my sword be your anchor of power, I do believe it can protect you from any harm."
"But how about you then?" Fuji said. "This is an important item for you. You cannot give it to me."
"I am The Ruler of The Inner World, Dear Prince, forget not about that. There is no one has the right to say what I can and cannot do," said Kunimitsu. "Please accept this as my soul which I have failed to give entirely to you."
Realised that he had no other choice, Fuji took the sword very close to his heart. He spent moments to feel the soul of the sword. Strange, it did feel like there was indeed a soul in the sword.
As if he knew Fuji's thought, Kunimitsu spoke, "There is a spirit inside the sword, my comrade in the battle, named Shishido. Speak to him about me during your days and dream with him in your nights. That way, our hearts shall be together forever."
"I will," said Fuji.
They shared their kiss for the last time. They embraced for the last time. They stared at each other's eyes for the last time. And then, with the swirling of wind, Kunimitsu took his depart.
No tears, no word of goodbye. Fuji reached for his lips to catch the taste of his lover's kiss that lingered there. As time went by, the taste was soon fading, left him in nothingness. Just he and the innocent sea which had given him his love yet just then took the man away from him.
He took a hold to the sword Kunimitsu had given as his last bit of support. He wanted to cry but there was something wrong with his tears. No matter how hard he tried, his tears wouldn't come out.
"Is your power over me this great, my beloved Sir Kunimitsu, so you also can control my tears," he said in despair. "Or does my heart encounter such a fathomless sadness that is too deep for making my tears even to come."
He got no answer for his thoughts. There were only sounds from the sea and the wind. Strange, in his ears they sounded like crying.
He knew he could not be in his grief for a long time. There was still an important thing that he had to do.
Fuji walked back to his little castle and summoned his most loyal guard. The said person came just seconds after his call and knelt before him, waiting for an order.
"Get into your feet, The Faithful Servant of Prince Fuji, and hear your master's command," said Fuji.
"Your Majesty," said the man before him.
"Taka-san," Fuji said. Apparently that was the person's name. "Prepare for me my best outfit and help me changing. Bring forth my words to the other; tell that I, Prince Fuji, shall have one carriage be prepared for my journey to the capital."
"Your words are my command, Your Majesty," said Taka. Soon, everything was ready. Fuji in his finest blue coat and lace entered the carriage. But before he left his castle, he turned his head to meet Taka's face.
"Taka-san, for how long have you been my loyal guard and servant?" he asked.
"I have been serving Your Majesty ever since he was born," said Taka.
"For fifteen years you have been showing me your loyalty, and you never interfere with my problems. I believe you know what has happened in these past weeks between me and Sir Kunimitsu, yet you have spoken no words. You also have sent my father no news about this matter. I shall thank you with all my heart and also beg you my apology for I will destroy your attempt of saving my life," Fuji said with a smile.
"Today I shall confess in front of the throne about the sin I have made and put my life under my father's pity."
"Your Majesty!" said Taka in surprise.
"I have a favour to ask, Taka-san," said Fuji. "The Faithful Servant of Prince Fuji, hear your master's words and obey them. Once I die, put my body on the stream of the sea. I shall have the very sword which I'm holding now with my dead body that time. And forever, sing a song of me and spread my tale. Let everyone know the love I feel right now and ever. Can you do that?"
"Yes, Your Majesty…"said Taka with tears on his eyes. Fuji smiled in relief and without any other word, he departed. He rode straight to the palace. And at first his feet touched the land again, he rushed to the central part of the palace. There, he found his father, the proud King Akutsu, The Prime Justice. His feeling of guilt overcame him, ate him from inside.
Fuji dropped his body down at the foot of the throne. He could not raise his face to look upon his father's face. He knew he had done such an unforgivable sin and he deserve none other than death.
"Fuji, my son, what has happened?" said Akutsu.
Fuji braved himself and looked straight to his father's eyes. He pulled out a dagger from inside his coat and cut his hair, making some surprise gasps became audible in the room.
"Forgive me, father, for I have sinned," he said. "I have given my love to someone whose name I cannot speak, yet it makes no change. I have committed such sin, I am stained, I am not pure anymore. I don't deserve the throne or my life any longer. Father, release me from my guilt, I beg you. Put your punishment upon me yet spare my life. Father, my generous father, forgive this dirty soul of mine and speak your order. I will receive anything you say."
King Akutsu was silent. As matter of fact, all the people in the room were silent. They waited for The King's word. They felt pity towards Fuji, but they knew such sin was unforgivable, for him to have an affair before official marriage; furthermore, it was with someone whose background was questionable.
"Prince Fuji, my son, you should have known what this thing would lead you to," said King Akutsu.
"Yes, my King…" Fuji whispered.
"Then I have no other choice…" he said. Everyone held their breath and so did Fuji. He waited for his judgement to come, but suddenly the room fell unimaginably silent. He raised his head and saw a man was standing beside the throne. How and when he came, he didn't know. But the strangest part was he realised that all the people in the room except he and his father was frozen. It was as if time had stopped.
"Fear not, Young Prince for never I will hurt you," the strange man said. He was so beautiful. He seemed to be wrapped with silver light and weightless. His toes barely touched the ground. "I am Ohtori, The Time Keeper, and I come to save your life."
"Pardon me, Sir," Fuji said.
The man named Ohtori smiled and turned his head to King Akutsu, "I hope you don't mind, Akutsu…"
Fuji's curiosity grew bigger as he saw his father smiled.
"For how long have we not met, my Time Keeper, and now you come to me again?" said King Akutsu. "Is there a problem so great involving The Two Worlds this time?'
"Ah, there is, my King," Ohtori said. He made his steps closer to the place where Fuji knelt and helped him to stand on his feet again. He brought the confused prince before The King and smiled.
"Show your proud father the sword which you have with you, Young Prince," Ohtori ordered.
Fuji obeyed his words and showed his father the sword Kunimitsu had given him. That act gained him a surprised look from his father.
"My son!" his father exclaimed. "Oh, my dear Time Keeper, what's the meaning of this? Why does my son have The Sacred Sword with him?"
"The man whom your son had spoken is none less that The Highest Priest(1), Lord Tezuka himself. He has given your son the sword as well as his heart," Ohtori said. "I know such sin is unforgivable, but this time I order you not to take his life, for if he dies, The Two Worlds cannot be saved. Akutsu, within your son's body, there remains the soul of The Sacred Pillar, and else if you want the destruction of both worlds, you cannot kill him."
Those statements shock both the father and son. Fuji stared at the scene in front of him in disbelief. Did the man have just said that he was The Sacred Pillar?
"So, what should I do, my Time Keeper?" asked Akutsu. "Even if I don't kill him, he'll eventually die. And worse, I cannot protect him entirely, once The Dark Lord finds him, his death will surely come."
Fuji did not even surprise that his father knew about The Dark Lord. He didn't even bother to think what would happen to him. He just looked at the conversation between his father and the stranger in front of him without really put his attention into it. Then suddenly he heard his name was called.
He turned his gaze and met the soft keen eyes of Ohtori. The Time Keeper took hold of his hands and looked at him in a very serious manner.
"Young Prince, I will put you into eternal sleep. You will be awakened at the time when your aid is needed," said Ohtori and Fuji nodded. "Young Prince, what a beauty are you, what a brave soul you have, I am honoured just by the chance of meeting you. Now, sleep, my Ocean Star, may you find peace for the rest of your life."
Fuji felt Ohtori's kiss on both of his cheeks, then suddenly, his world seemed to be blurred. He lost his balance and his father's hands caught his limp body. He felt all sensations are leaving him and just moments after that, he could see and feel no more. He fell to an eternal dream, in an eternal sleep. But he could barely hear Ohtori's voice sent him to his sleep.
"Farewell, Yong Prince, my Ocean Star. May you find peace until we meet again."
end chapter 4 –
(1) The Ruler of The Two World was also known as The Highest Priest
(A/N : sa…there you go, the fourth chapter. If you feel the story starts to grow more ramble than before… well, you're not the only person who feels that way.. Anyway, feedback is really appreciated. Think we don't have to mention death threads and such 'coz you surely have known about it. Hope you have a happy reading, see you in the next chapter )