Summary : Love is disturbance, sacrifice, devotion, action, sun, suicide, instinct, need, pain and so much other things… Short POVs at various time of the manga, Yaoi hinted.
Disclaimer : They're not mine, but I hope they do love each other…
Part 2 : Tenkai.
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« Love is action. »
(Konzen)
For a long time, you had been beautiful, nothing more and nothing less.
As beautiful as Kanzeon bosatsu's beloved lotuses.
Some day, somebody picked you up.
Look at me, look at me! said the childish shrill voice.
Your eyes opened.
Listen to me, listen to me! said the childish shrill voice.
Your started to hear.
A bodhisattva laughed, saying you were blossoming at last.
Follow me, follow me! said the childish shrill voice.
You started to walk.
Save me, save me! Will come the mute pray.
Your hand will move on its own. To fight and protect.
It's a wonder.
« Love is being serious for once. »
(Kenren)
He's back.
You stare.
« It was stupid to go and confront Litouten. »
Once your arm freed, your hand reaches for the bruises marring his face. It's the first time you touch his skin.
He accepts the contact for a few seconds, no more, and keeps on untieing the ropes.
Then, he remains standing behind you. One of his finger trace the red line of a whip gash on your back.
« It was stupid to jump on this beast's back, that time on Earth, as well. »
« I'd die for you. »
You hear his sigh :
« Stupid, just like me. »
« Love is the shared memory of unimportant facts. »
(Tenpou)
You remember. Kenren started the game. One memory for each cup of sake.
« Remember the day I met you? I first thought you were a corpse, all buried like that under these books… Your turn. »
« Remember that day Jiroushin surprised you while you were fishing in Kanzeon's pond? He almost fainted. »
« Remember the taste of the peaches Goku brought us back from the holy orchard? »
« Remember this BBQ with the guys of the regiment? Never should have let you serve so much sake. »
« Remember the first time my hand touched your skin? »
« Yes, I do, taishou, I do. »
« Love is sun. »
(Goku)
You follow him as if you were his satellite.
Sometimes, Konzen looks at you, and, all too soon, averts his eyes.
It makes you sad.
Is it because of your itan's eyes?
Sometimes, Konzen looks at the sun, and, all too soon, averts his eyes.
You ponder.
You look at the sun.
Your eyes are burning. So you close them, but the sun is still here, like a red butterfly under your eyelids.
Like the echo that would ring long after a gunshot in the still air.
Sun will always be here.
Maybe you dance on Konzen's eyelids.
You wish.
« Love is suicide. »
(Goujun)
You look at their departing backs. Dispassionately.
They are disappearing from your life, just like that.
It's them against the whole Paradise, from now on. And even so, they are unable let go of each other.
It's so obvious they won't win. This thin thread they weave between them, don't they see it is of a bloody red color? It strangles them and they still pretend it's ultimate freedom.
How pitiful.
But it's not devoid of grandeur, as well.
And, all too soon, their death will disturb you. Eat you.
That's how you'll realize they caught you in their net.