A.N. Hi there. I'm back! Merry Christmas to you all, and here is my present!
I sincerely apologise for the long wait. Even though I've been working on this every day for the last three months, life has really gotten in the way of my creativity and zest.
To be completely honest, three parts isn't how I originally intended to present this chapter. But it's currently close to 20k words, and I realised there was no way I couldn't split the chapter. It was either that or you all read a SUPER long novella.
Hope you all enjoy. We're really racing towards the climax now!
Hina714: She'll hold on as long as she possibly can. Sakura definitely knows that things aren't cut and dry, but she's in a terrible no-win situation and things are about to get a lot harder. You're right though, Harui needs to be stopped, and more than Sensui now.
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Chapter 28
Even after their near brush with the wolf, it seemed life with Master Shin was more than idyllic for the Golden Trio, along with their thirteen other classmates.
Unlike Sakura's solo experience, lessons for the larger group were multifaceted. Every morning, the class would spend several hours in the expansive library learning from textbooks of ancient wisdom, as well as an academic curriculum. Their master insisted strength of intellect was as vital as strength of the body. Perhaps even more so.
Afternoons were devoted to practical study, both physical and mental. In a large group, Master Shin taught psychic techniques in broad strokes before sending them off to hone their skills individually.
While the children worked, Master Shin would call them in pairs to the meditation area. There, he focused on their individual strengths with a customised regime. The wise old mage knew each child's abilities to the letter, and after so many years of teaching, he'd deduced precisely how to draw out their potential.
Six year old Yuto loved telepathy. At four, Hinata had latched onto the Perpetual Flow style but would only work alongside her brother Benjiro. Fellow five year old Shizuka had a penchant for Soul Projection. Master Shin said she'd soon be ready to learn Celestial Serenity with Haruki.
The students were bright eyed, eager and playful in their own way. But the Golden Trio stood head and shoulders above them all.
Bronze haired, feisty and a few weeks shy of his ninth birthday, Kenji was the oldest and easily the most experienced in the class of sixteen. The self-appointed leader, he excelled at any kind of ki training but had less patience when it came time to hit the books. His scowl during academic study was famous. The class joked that Kenji's face was more like a cloud; either thunderous or sunny depending on the activity. However, nobody could deny the boy came to life when demonstrating his martial arts prowess.
In the last year or so, Kenji had begun training with what could only be described as a vengeance. No longer content to merely play, he began saying it was time to 'be a man.' Of course, his teacher couldn't deny him this request, and in a sense it was all over from there.
A compact room was added to the main building as Kenji's private training centre. And for at least two hours a day, he shut himself inside with no distractions allowed. Not even Master Shin would disturb him there.
Once he emerged from the room, Kenji would immediately commence his self-appointed duty of patrolling the grounds, ensuring that nothing and no-one came close. Those hazel eyes were sharp, even dangerous while they scanned every inch of the perimeter. As long as Kenji was around, his younger classmates felt secure.
Seven year old Sora couldn't have been more different. She thrived on books and was competent in most psychic exercises but her first love was telekinesis.
No matter what was thrown at her to levitate, Sora proved equal to the challenge. Furniture, rocks, plants, any small or medium object seemed to yield in her presence. Recently, she'd grown strong enough to start levitating people. Haruki had been the only one brave enough to volunteer as the first test, but when Sora proved more than capable, there was no shortage of students clamouring for a chance to fly. Sora was more than happy to oblige them.
Master Shin said her skills would only increase as she grew up. Perhaps one day, she might even be able to control the elements. The possibilities were endless. But Sora's preferred use for her talents was, in her words, 'making the world more beautiful.'
When they weren't in class, the children spent their time playing in the glorious sunshine. The gardens surrounding the estate were expansive, and provided each one with the chance for fantastic adventures limited only by their imagination.
Kenji trained alone. Sora floated towards the compound's woodland realm with Haruki trailing at her heels. Of course, they were never far from the watchful eyes of their beloved teacher.
Friends, love, laughter, and learning. It was a glorious existence. The kind usually seen in fantasy. But for Haruki and his friends, it was all they'd ever known or wanted.
Through the haze of memories, Master Shinsuke looked happier and more at ease than Sakura had ever seen him in this life. His face was younger, his eyes shone and his smile far wider while he strolled through the magnificent grounds and watched his dear children grow.
Her heart ached. She knew all too well that this wouldn't last.
*~*~*
In one blink, Sakura felt like she was ripped from the past. She fell down the void, landing painfully back in her present nightmare. There was a pillow under her throbbing head, and she could hear the muted sounds of the television, but something was wrong. She knew it.
What is this awful feeling?
There was a stabbing sensation in her mind. Her whole body felt weighed down by some invisible force. She couldn't move, she could hardly breathe…
And then the pressure eased. She felt almost normal, aside from the expected dizziness. And the answer came to her.
He's forcing his memories on me, and his ki. Combined with the drugs they gave me and all the other injuries, it's taking a physical toll on my body.
It was a terrifying thought, but Haruki's voice made Sakura's attention snap back to him.
"Strange, isn't it?"
He was looming above her with a look more crazed than ever.
"Looking into the past, seeing the familiar faces including your own…it's surreal, no matter how you approach it. More like a dream,"
Sakura's immediate reaction was to jerk away, but the motion caused a fierce wave of dizziness to engulf her.
"Is that how it felt to you at the Dark Tournament, honey?" Haruki asked. "But judging by your reaction at the time, I'd say not,"
Sakura curled up into a ball. Not that. He couldn't bring that up again.
Kurama, where are you?
"Ghost, I think your guest is feeling a little overwhelmed,"
"Is that so? Considering we're not even halfway done, this could be a problem,"
Sakura flung an arm over her eyes in self-preservation. Unfortunately, she couldn't block out Sensui's cruel laughter, or the sound of Haruki joining in.
"Honey, look at me,"
It wasn't a question. It was an order. But Sakura didn't obey. She couldn't. She was trying to process what he'd started showing her. Those innocent children…her beloved master…
Sensui gave a tiny nod of encouragement towards his minion. Haruki jumped on it.
"Look at me!"
Sakura stared up at him with a kind of frightened awe. The boy from those memories was definitely not who was glowering at her now. There was no trace of that childlike roundness, no hint of the gentle smile so easily given to Sora. This man was damaged, his face twisted and scarred from years of some unknown torment. But what he said next astounded her.
"There's no going back now, my little porcelain doll," he murmured. "It's far too late for that,"
Haruki's thumb traced circles over Sakura's bruised and swollen cheek. For the smallest moment, his eyes softened.
But then the moment vanished.
"I don't care anymore," Haruki hissed. "It's time you saw it all,"
Sakura swallowed hard. She had so many questions, but there was no guarantee of a truthful response.
"Haruki…"
His grip steeled around her face. She froze in fear.
Haruki flashed a horrid smile. Good. It was high time she learned how this worked.
"I'm going to crush every single perception you have," he whispered. "I'm going to destroy the illusion of lies you've been fed all this time. I'm going to make you understand, and then you'll tell me what I want to know. I'm sick of waiting!"
Sakura made an attempt to rise. "Haruki, please. You've got this all wrong. You don't know-"
His hand smothered her weak protests. "I can't help but feel our relationship is a little one-sided, honey. See, I know almost everything about you, but you're still in the dark about my story. What do you say we…even the playing field?"
"Haruki, wait…" Sakura began.
Haruki shoved her back down. The last thing Sakura heard was the sound of Mitari winning another tennis set.
*~*~*
"I think the swing should go here, don't you?" Sora chirped.
Haruki barely heard her. He slumped down on the moss-covered log, scratching around in the mud with a stick, but Sora was too engrossed in her monologue to realise immediately.
"Actually, maybe we should finish the treehouse first. Then we can decide whether the maple or the willow is better,"
It was playtime, and Sora had dragged Haruki to the eastern side of the compound to work more on her latest architecture project. Kenji's ninth birthday was fast approaching. As a gift, Sora had immediately decided to create a new playground for him with telekinesis. This one would have a bigger swing set and a treehouse.
The best place for this paradise was a leafy area in the maple woods the students called Shinrinyoku. Sora had everything she needed to work with here, and the process was well underway by this point.
Normally Haruki would be thrilled to watch Sora shaping one of her creations, but not today. The circles under his eyes hinted at his sleepless night, wracked with guilt and regret.
I should have protected her.
Every time he closed his eyes, Haruki saw the scene. The wolf. Sora's scream of terror. His frozen body.
"Hari-chan, do you like how this looks?"
Sora hadn't said anything about the incident all day. On the contrary, she seemed back to her cheery self.
"Oh, we could add some flowers around the treehouse! What about on the roof?"
Haruki stabbed his stick into the ground with unwonted venom.
Why wasn't I braver? What's wrong with me?!
There was no clear answer, and Haruki didn't know where to start looking for one. All he knew was the burning shame that had been eating him up ever since. Useless. He was completely useless…
"…Hari-chan? Are you listening?"
Why didn't I do anything?
They were training with the best Master in the world. He was one of the top three students. But when push came to shove, he'd stood by and let it all happen.
He was nothing but a coward. A waste of space who didn't deserve to be friends with Sora…
"Hari-chan?! Hari-chan!"
Hands shook him. Haruki looked up to see Sora's anxious green eyes fixed on him, the tree swing she'd been constructing all but forgotten in the background.
"Hari-chan, what's wrong?"
"Nothing,"
Sora frowned. "I don't believe you," She spread her feet apart, hands on hips. "What's making you sad, Hari-chan? You can tell me,"
Haruki bit his lip. Few could resist one of Sora's glares. Even for a psychic in training, her lie-radar was unnerving.
He caved.
"I…I'm sorry, Sora-chan," he mumbled. "I'm really sorry,"
She blinked. "What for?"
"Yesterday," Haruki whispered. "I didn't do anything…and…"
Sora's mouth dropped open with shock and horror. "Hari-chan, no! That wasn't your fault!"
"It was," Haruki sniffled. "If I hadn't gotten scared, your fairy garden wouldn't have been broken. You wouldn't be sad,"
Sora shook her head. "No, I didn't-"
"You did!" Haruki burst out. "You cried, Sora-chan. You were really sad about it. You worked hard on your garden and I wish I could've-"
Haruki never got to say what he wished he could have done, because Sora cut him off with a giant hug.
"Stop it," she ordered. "You stop it now, Hari-chan. You didn't do anything wrong,"
By now, Haruki was crying too hard to form a coherent response. Sora looked close to tears herself.
"Hari-chan, please don't cry. It's ok. Just listen,"
A small nod was all he could manage.
"It wasn't your fault," Sora whispered. "It wasn't anyone's fault. Even Master Shin said so. Understand?"
Haruki gulped. "But Sora-chan…"
"No buts!" Sora almost growled. "I'm the one who built it there. Master Shin thought it should've been further inside the safe zone but I wanted it by the stream. He said I could only go there with him supervising, but I…I got excited to show you and forgot," she sighed. "Even so, it was an accident. You didn't do it. I won't let you blame yourself."
Haruki rubbed his stinging eyes. "Ok,"
"Remember, you said we'd make a better fairy garden," Sora smiled. "And we will, even if it takes a little longer. I know it."
That smile…
For a moment, Haruki could only stare at her. When Sora fixed him with her dazzling look, he felt like the only person alive.
A rustle in the bushes snapped them both back to reality.
"I don't want you to be sad anymore, Hari-chan," Sora whispered. "Especially when we still have to finish this," She gestured around their construction site. "Come on, let's do it for Kenji."
Haruki quickly wiped his tears. "Ok…"
"Good," Sora looked relieved as she turned back to the task at hand. "So, do you think Kenji will like the swing below the treehouse, or in the other tree over there?"
Haruki shook his head slightly to clear it. What was the matter with him? He shouldn't be crying; he should be working harder!
"Sora," Haruki reached out and seized her hands.
"Hari-chan?"
He took a deep breath and looked her dead in the eye. "I'll be braver next time,"
"Huh?"
"I promise you this, Sora-chan," Haruki vowed. "I won't let you down again. I'll be brave and keep you safe."
Sora blinked again, then gave her beautiful smile. "I know, Hari-chan," she squeezed back. "You're my best friend. You can do anything!"
Just then, a voice called out. "Sora! You hear me? Sora!"
Haruki and Sora exchanged a panicked look. If Kenji came too close, he'd see his birthday surprise.
Sora flew into action. "Kenji! I'm coming, just wait a sec!"
With a wave of her hands, branches and leaves began swooping from all directions to cover the work in progress.
"Oh, found you!" Kenji sounded like he was getting closer. "Hey, this is pretty close to the edge of the safe zone…is Hari with you?"
Sora gasped. "No, Kenji! Don't come in here!"
"What?! Why not?"
"It's a surprise, Kenji! You can't spoil it'"
"Fine, but you need to come here. Shizuka's looking for you,"
Sora seized Haruki's hand and pulled him through the bushes towards Kenji's voice. They found him a few metres away, sweating slightly from his latest practice session but with a small grin on his face.
"There you are," Kenji grinned. "Sora, you should get back. Shizuka's kite got stuck on the roof,"
"Again?" Haruki groaned. This seemed to be an ongoing problem.
"It's ok," Sora laughed. "Shi-chan just needs more practice with her telekinesis. I'll go help her out,"
Sora took off towards the shrine. Haruki went to follow, but Kenji's tall frame barred the way.
Haruki frowned. "What are you doing?"
Kenji's smile widened, and Haruki understood all at once. He glared at his classmate. "How long were you listening for?"
"Long enough," Kenji laughed. "So you're still beating yourself up about yesterday?"
Haruki ground his teeth together. "So what if I am?" he snapped. His face was burning.
"Called it!" Kenji snickered. "Good thing I came along here. I reckon I've got the full picture now,"
"No you shouldn't have!" Haruki hissed. "You heard Sora. This place is meant to be a surprise for your birthday!"
"Nah," Kenji was still wearing that infuriating smile. "You need one more than I do. Just make sure you show up when everyone's asleep tonight, like I said,"
"But what for?"
Kenji stuck out his tongue. "That's for me to know and you to find out, Hari."
Haruki glared, but said nothing.
"Trust me, you'll love it!" Kenji gave a mischievous wink and turned slightly towards the shrine. "We should go. You need to stay further inside the safe zone. I'll race you back!"
Haruki hesitated for only a moment before he started to run after his older friend. Afraid or not, he wouldn't miss Kenji's invitation for anything.
*~*~*
Haruki lay in bed that night while he waited for everyone else in the dorms to fall asleep. Each student had their own sleeping quarters, but with only shoji screens in this older compound, it was easy to unwittingly wake someone after the lights were out.
Haruki pulled the quilt over his head.
What's Kenji planning?
He had predictions of course, but…could he be wrong? There was no way to know for sure.
He'd have to leave soon. Kenji was probably waiting for him by now. But how would he know if anyone was still awake?
No, it was too risky to go just yet. He didn't know if the coast was clear. It appeared that way, but still. Someone might hear him leave and alert Master Shin of suspicious activity. Maybe if he just counted to 506 and then raced off…yes, that was a perfect plan.
Haruki started counting and had made it to 309 when a sharp tap sounded at this window.
"Hari, what's the holdup?" Kenji called in a loud whisper. "You're meant to meet me. Where are you?"
Haruki bolted upright. "Kenji? You said after everyone fell asleep!"
"They're all in bed with the lights out, aren't they?" Kenji pushed the window up impatiently. "Come on, we need to go!"
With some trepidation, Haruki threw his quilt aside to reveal he was still fully dressed in a training outfit. "Ok, ok. I'm coming. Just let me get my shoes,"
"Nah, you won't need them," Kenji winked. "Move it, Hari. We're on a schedule,"
With that, Haruki clambered out the window. He landed feet first before turning to his friend.
"Now what are we doing?"
"Follow me," Kenji led the way towards the main compound.
Haruki dragged his feet a little. He couldn't stop himself from asking. "Kenji, what's the deal? Why did you ask me to meet you?"
"You'll see," was all Kenji would say. And then he refused to answer any more questions until they reached the training room.
"Close your eyes," Kenji ordered. Haruki did so without question, knowing that the sooner he obeyed, the sooner he'd get the answer.
The boys slipped inside with Kenji leading Haruki through the darkened building and down a few halls. A door opened and shut behind them with a heavy thud. Haruki heard the lights flicker on by their low hum.
"You can look now," Kenji nudged him.
After a moment's pause, Haruki did so with some reluctance. Knowing Kenji, this could all be a joke…
But it wasn't.
Haruki found himself blinded by the sudden brightness, but once his eyes adjusted, he realised where they were with a gasp.
Kenji's private training room.
"Wait," Haruki whirled around. "What's going on? Why are we here?"
"Come on, Hari," Kenji grinned. "Like you haven't already worked it out,"
"Maybe, but I won't know until you tell me,"
Kenji tilted his head thoughtfully. "Well then…"
It happened in less than a microsecond. Kenji knocked the unsuspecting Haruki's legs from under him and watched him crumple. But right before the younger boy landed on the floor, Kenji expertly flipped him upright and across the room. Haruki came to a painful halt on top of a training mat, one that was far too strategically placed to be coincidental.
He rolled over and came face-to-face with Kenji's smirk. That look alone confirmed it.
"Does that answer your question?"
With a growl, Haruki struggled to his feet. "You brought me here to show off?"
Kenji shook his head. "Nope. Guess again,"
When Haruki looked away in irritation, Kenji sighed. "Look, you're a smart kid, Hari,"
"I'm not," Haruki retorted. "You're a lot better than me. Sora too. I'm no good,"
Kenji scowled. "Yes you are! Don't knock yourself like that! You always do really well in class and you'll be learning Celestial Serenity soon. You're strong, Hari. There's just something you're missing,"
Haruki felt his face burn. He knew what Kenji meant.
"Yeah, you know it. When I found you guys yesterday, I saw what was going on. You were too scared to do anything. Froze up,"
Haruki crossed his arms and stared at the floor. "I don't need you to be mad at me, Kenji. I'm already mad at myself,"
"Hey, I'm not mad!" Kenji laughed. "Sheesh, Hari. I'm trying to help you here. I wanna teach you how to fight like a man!"
There was dead silence. Haruki just stared at Kenji. He couldn't believe his ears.
Kenji's practice sessions were something of a legend in the compound. Not one person had been allowed inside this room since it was built. Even their teacher seemed to leave it alone out of respect. Nobody was even entirely sure what Kenji was working on. The few students brave enough to spy a glimpse through the window reported Kenji was drilling exercises, focusing his energy, perfecting a single move again and again with a finesse well beyond his tender years.
"Come on, Hari. What do you say?" Kenji urged. "It's hard work but I reckon we'll have fun. It's totally worth it,"
Haruki hesitated. "I don't know…"
Kenji surged forward. He gripped Haruki's shoulders and looked him dead in the eye.
"Only cowards freeze up, Haruki," Kenji said seriously. Any playful attitude had left him. "Real men take action, even when it's scary,"
Haruki nearly choked. "I know, but…"
"You can't be a kid forever, Hari," Kenji shook him. "Understand? You're one of the top students. You have a responsibility to everyone. You want to protect Sora if any bad guys come, right? And our friends?"
Sora…
He wanted to look after her. No, not just her. All his friends deserved care and safety. He had to do this.
Kenji took a step back while Haruki made his decision. The shoulders went back, the stance widened and his face hardened with the resolve of a hero.
"I'm in, Kenji. Let's do it,"
"Awesome," Kenji smiled and considered his young friend carefully. "We'll have to stay in here so there's no risk of going outside the safe zone,"
"That's ok,"
"Good. We'll start with basic combat skills first. Once you get up to scratch, we can move onto ki attacks,"
Haruki nodded. His heart was pounding, but this time with excitement. Kenji was going to teach him how to be a man. How to fight.
He'd never be a coward again.
*~*~*
"Frozen in time,"
A cold voice cut through the illusion. Sakura blinked a few times, and the dimly lit cave swam back into view.
"It's been so long," Haruki mused. "It's hard to know what to feel,"
He had turned his back on Sakura and was speaking towards the cave wall, but Sensui's gaze was locked on her from the corner. She couldn't bear to look at him, even if he seemed far more interested in observing the situation than actively participating in it.
"How would you describe it, honey?" Haruki asked. "To me, it's rather like viewing the world from the wrong end of a telescope. Don't you agree?"
When Sakura didn't reply, Haruki laughed a little.
"No words? Can't say I blame you for that,"
He turned his head around a fraction; just enough for Sakura to see the unscarred side.
"I know you understand what I mean," he murmured. "With enough distance, your memories feel like yesterday and at the same time, like they don't belong to you. Isn't that right?"
Sakura nodded briefly, which seemed to please him.
"Anyway, that's how it was. For a while," Haruki said. "Classes during the day. Playing in the woods. Then training when everyone else had gone to bed. Just me and him, working together night after night. He taught me a lot. Hand-to-hand, jiu-jitsu, controlling my ki. I was learning to be strong,"
Haruki turned away again, and there was a pause while he wrestled his emotions into submission.
"He wanted me to be just as good as he was," he said after a moment. "As if I ever had any chance of that. But I tried, honey. I worked so hard. I wanted to be like him. I wanted to take care of my friends. Of her,"
Sakura remained silent. It seemed wrong to say a word. She wondered when he'd last spoken of his past to someone. Or indeed, if he'd ever truly spoken about it.
"My life in that compound…it was perfect, Sakura. Too perfect," he laughed bitterly. "Should have been my first clue, huh? I should have known something was up. Perfect…there's no such thing. I was so naive. Pathetic. It makes me sick to think about now,"
From this new angle, the television lights hit the visible side of Haruki's face. And that's when Sakura saw something that almost made her gasp aloud.
He's like a frightened child.
This was new. Underneath the rage and delusion, he looked uncertain. Even vulnerable. And his eyes…in his piercing blue eyes, she saw pure terror.
Just like at the tournament. When I told Kurama to let him go.
"Haruki, I…" Sakura wanted to ask him something, but her words faltered. Incredibly, pity stirred up inside her. Perhaps it showed, because his hardened face lit up.
"There it is," he sighed happily. "I'll never get tired of hearing you say my name. It does something to my soul. I can't describe it,"
Haruki crossed the room and hovered over the bed.
"You know, I said there's no such thing as perfect…but when you came along, I knew it existed,"
His hand traced her jawline. "I never thought I'd find it after everything that happened. You proved me wrong,"
Incredibly, Sakura couldn't bring herself to shake him off or even say anything. It wouldn't do any good. The floodgates had opened and he wasn't interested in her thoughts.
"I'll be honest. Until then, I never saw a reason to learn how to fight," Haruki started pacing back and forth while he resumed his story. "We never had anything to fear. The old man said we would be safe at the compound. As long as we stayed inside the safe zone,"
Sakura took a deep breath. "What was that?"
"Some kind of shield, supposedly," he almost sneered. "It surrounded the whole estate and hid our presence from the outside. Not much good at keeping anyone out though,"
"A safe zone…" she murmured. "I didn't know about that,"
"Of course not," Haruki snapped. "From the sound of things, the old man didn't tell you jack,"
Such contempt for Master Shin infuriated Sakura, but she couldn't outwardly show it. Not now.
Stay calm. Keep him talking. It'll buy more time.
"You're right," Sakura admitted carefully. "I don't know much. But I can tell…how much your friends must have meant to you,"
That was all it took. Sakura watched as his mouth twisted. She saw the visible anger morph into something almost apprehensive. He didn't answer; he simply fixed her with those haunted blue eyes before turning to face the television.
The entire den seemed to hold its breath while Haruki tried to find the right response. Sakura did too.
Sensui watched the tense scene before him and couldn't keep the smile off his face. Even with a possible time pressure approaching, he couldn't have asked for a better picture.
For several agonising moments, the only sound was coming from the still-raging tennis match between Mitari and the Sports Goblin. Sakura wanted to steal a glance at the screen, to catch another glimpse of Yusuke and Kurama fighting to get to her. But with Haruki blocking the view it was impossible.
"I doubt the old man told you much, if anything," Haruki said unexpectedly. "But it's fairly obvious. See how Kenji and Sora were miles ahead of me?"
His voice was growing louder, and he turned around to grin at her.
"Not that I'm bitter, of course. I always knew they were superior. Anyone could,"
The light emanating from the screen shrouded most of his body while illuminating those piercing blue orbs to the point they were almost iridescent. The sight made Sakura's skin crawl.
"Kenji was so strong and confident," Haruki continued. "It really felt like he was capable of anything. They all looked up to him. And Sora…she just wanted to make the world beautiful. That's what she said. But…"
In the candlelight, Haruki's face contorted.
"She was kind. Too kind," he spat. "Selfless to a fault. Always thinking about others. Never herself. It was wrong. It was such a waste…"
Sakura couldn't bring herself to say anything. For the past few hours, Haruki had been oscillating between an arrogant bravado, his obsessive lust and that explosive temper. But now? She might as well be staring at a wounded animal.
What happened to you?
"I suppose it doesn't matter anymore," Haruki shook his head slightly as though shaking off an insect. "I just…"
Sakura stared at him in stunned disbelief. His eyes were shiny…were those tears?
"Of course it doesn't matter, Ghost. All that matters is the mission."
Sakura jumped, but didn't dare turn around. She'd almost forgotten Sensui was still there.
"Remember, you've regained your identity and your power. It doesn't serve you to continually dwell on what might have been," Sensui spoke with quiet laughter. "You burned your shame and your past when you burned the old man's files. You have a new purpose in ridding the world of human filth. You know this. However…"
Sakura winced. That spiteful leer was drilling into her.
"With time being of the essence, I think your little porcelain doll would benefit from a more…direct explanation,"
"Very well, sir." Haruki murmured. He was already reaching out for Sakura when he caught sight of her clenched fists.
"Don't try it," Haruki warned. "There's no point in resisting, honey. I'm not going to stop. Not until you understand,"
His energy was already invading her mind. The pain was building and Sakura felt herself grow limp under the pressure, but she still managed a brief response.
"I know."
*~*~*
BANG!
A streak of silver light shot across the training room. Haruki threw himself aside in the nick of time.
"Not bad, Hari. But you're still too slow!"
Haruki looked behind him in alarm. Kenji's attack had ricocheted off the wall and was coming from the opposite direction, at an even faster speed.
He gritted his teeth and aimed. "Ki blast!"
At Haruki's command, his red demon energy rocketed him upwards, away from Kenji's blast.
"Nice one!" Kenji cheered. "That was definitely stronger than last time!"
Haruki beamed without dropping his stance. In the past few weeks, his whole body was making leaps and bounds in combat and ki training. He already knew he was stronger, but hearing Kenji say it warmed his heart.
Kenji crouched down slightly. That roguish smirk had returned.
"I think it's time we took things to the next level. Let's see how you handle this one!"
Haruki gasped. His friend's silver projectile swirled around to form a huge circle. He couldn't help but take a step back. Maybe it was a trick of the light, but the edges looked razor sharp…
Oh no!
"Tornado Air Blades?! Are you kidding me?" Haruki spluttered in outrage. He'd seen Kenji take out an ancient cedar with that move.
"Nope," Kenji said without a hint of shame. "You better think fast if you don't want to get sliced!"
With a determined shout, Kenji sent it towards the younger boy. For a moment, Haruki felt the panic rising while the attack hurtled at him, but a second later he was able to concentrate.
Focus!
His eyes narrowed, his leg muscles tensed and he heard himself yell out the necessary counter move.
"Power surge!"
This time, the red ki crackled and sparked like electricity. It met Kenji's air blade halfway across the training room and the two energy blasts collided with a resounding boom. The shockwave threatened to knock both boys off their feet but they managed to stay upright.
"That's it, Hari!" Kenji cheered.
The two of them grinned at each other and forced more power into their respective attacks. Sparks flew, the very foundations of the structure trembled.
This was more than a beam struggle; they were truly fighting as equals for the first time. Who would give way first?
The answer turned out to be neither. In one shocking twist, both ki threads bent under the pressure and spiralled upwards through the ceiling.
"Haruki!" Kenji yelled, suddenly sounding panicked. "Pull back! Don't let it break through!"
Haruki stared in shock. He'd never seen or heard of Kenji ever being the least bit afraid.
"What? Why?"
"Just do it!" Kenji hollered.
The two boys simultaneously stopped channelling their ki, but the sudden move sent them flying backwards in opposite directions. Haruki hit the wall and slid to the ground.
"Hari?!"
Having recovered from the impact first, Kenji hurried over to his friend. "Hari! You ok? Can you hear me?"
It took a few minutes for the room to stop spinning. Then, much to Kenji's relief, Haruki slowly sat up.
"Yeah, I'm fine,"
"Good," Kenji looked Haruki over to ensure he was telling the truth, and once satisfied, his gaze flipped upward at the cracked ceiling. Haruki heard him mutter something about not seeing the night sky.
"Should be ok…I don't think it went through…?"
Haruki blinked. "Kenji, what are you talking about?"
With a grim expression, Kenji pulled Haruki to his feet. "Come on, we have to check,"
"Why, Kenji?"
Instead of a straight answer, Kenji pulled Haruki outside.
"Jump, Hari! We need to get up there,"
Once they were both standing on the roof, Kenji looked around without responding to Haruki's relentless questions. He soon spotted something, and his face went pale.
"Oh no…"
Kenji picked his way over to some loose cypress shingles. He bent down to inspect them.
"Hari, come see this,"
Haruki crossed his arms. "No," he said stubbornly. "Not until you tell me what's going on!"
Kenji lurched forward and dragged Haruki closer to the tiles. "Just shut up and look! Can you see through the roof into the training room?!"
"No!" Haruki growled. "I can't see anything!"
"Promise?!"
"Promise!"
Kenji looked one more time at the disturbed section and crumpled to his knees. "Thank God…"
Haruki was more confused than ever. "Kenji, what's wrong?" he said. "Why are you so scared?"
Kenji took a deep breath and looked up. "It's…it's just something Master Shin told me,"
"Huh? What d'you mean?"
Kenji looked around as if he were afraid someone might be listening. Then he motioned for Haruki to come closer.
"When Master Shin got me this training room, he said I had to be careful to contain my power, especially around the roof,"
"What for?"
Kenji hesitated. "You know how we have a safe zone around the estate? The barrier that keeps our presence concealed?"
"Yeah, of course," Haruki nodded.
"Well, it's a big estate," Kenji spread his arms around for dramatic effect. "And it takes a lot of ki to make a shield like that. There's always going to be a weakness,"
Haruki cocked his head. "You mean it doesn't work?"
"No!" Kenji insisted. "It definitely works, it's just…" he struggled to find the right words. "Nothing's perfect. When you butter a piece of bread, you can't spread it evenly all over no matter what. One side will always have less butter than the other. Does that make sense?"
"I guess so?"
Kenji shut his eyes and continued. "Anyway, the barrier looks like an upside down bowl. It sits over the estate, and inside it we have the safe zone. And because of the distance, we have the most protection on the sides. But as you go higher and higher, the energy scrapes thin and it's less effective over the top of the upside down bowl. So if an energy blast goes through the roof…it would be easier for an enemy to see,"
"Enemies?" Haruki scrunched his face up. We don't have any of those,"
Kenji winced. "WE don't," he muttered. "But Master Shin-"
He cut himself off mid-sentence. His whole body tensed.
"Kenji?" Haruki stiffened too. "What is it?"
"I think I sense something," Kenji hissed. "Over there!"
He leapt off the roof and ran towards the forest.
"Kenji?!"
Too late. He had disappeared into the trees.
Haruki stood frozen, his heart pounding against his rib cage.
What was he supposed to do? If there was an enemy he didn't know about…if there really was someone or something watching them…should he go get their Master?
No, I have to help Kenji!
Without realising how, Haruki found himself on the ground tearing after his friend.
"Kenji, wait!"
Haruki stumbled over logs and branches scratched at his face while he ran towards Kenji's ki signal. It was so dark, and this path was unknown to him. The south east forest was one of the few areas of the compound the Golden Trio hadn't explored. But Haruki kept running. Even if Kenji was the oldest and strongest of their class, he couldn't let him face danger alone.
Haruki wasn't sure how much time passed before he finally caught up to a clearing where Kenji waited.
"Kenji! Kenji, I-!"
"Hari, stay still!"
Haruki skidded to a halt. Kenji was crouched in a sparring stance, his searing hazel orbs scrutinising every inch of the glade.
Now that he'd arrived, Haruki became aware just how isolated they were out here. In the middle of the night, with nobody knowing where they were…
"Can you sense that?" Kenji breathed. "I'm sure I can feel something. Another ki signal,"
Not entirely sure he wanted to know, Haruki stretched out his own aura. Sure enough, he detected a faint ki thread. Every hair on the back of his neck stood up at attention. Weak as it might be, the malice emanating from the source almost knocked Haruki over.
"Kenji!" he whispered frantically. "We have to get out of here!"
"We can't," Kenji was already gearing up for a fight. His hands were glowing faintly. "I think it's coming!"
Panic shot through Haruki, but he forced it back down. Not this time. He wouldn't allow fear to keep his body paralysed again.
"Hari,"Kenji muttered. "Whatever happens, just keep going. Don't ever give up."
Haruki nodded once. He was ready. No, it was more than that. An urge was stirring inside his soul, in a place he never knew existed. Despite his nerves, he…he wanted this.
He longed for the challenge of fighting an enemy, to show what he could do.
The boys watched with bated breath. The ki was getting closer. And closer. Those green leaves rustled. The enemy was coming!
Kenji's ki attack was about to fly forth when a creature appeared in the trees...
Both boys almost fell over in shock.
"You're kidding me!" Kenji groaned. "A damn squirrel?!"
Haruki's heart stopped racing. In the silence, he couldn't help himself. He started laughing.
"It's not funny Haruki!"
"Are you kidding? It's hilarious!"
Kenji initially scowled but a second later he seemed unable to hold back his own laughter. How foolish their fear seemed now!
When their hysterics had finally died down, Haruki took a step towards the squirrel and grinned.
"I was right. Sora's animal friends are starting to come back. She'll be so happy!"
"Go figure," Kenji said. "That weird ki signal though…" he shook his head.
Haruki swallowed. "What do you suppose it was?"
"It must have been some kind of animal. One that was getting defensive. Probably another wolf. Either way, it's gone now."
Kenji sighed and motioned for Haruki to follow him.
"We better get back to the dorms before Master Shin realises we're missing."
"Ok, just a sec." Haruki winked at the squirrel. "Will you bring the others back too?"
The creature squeaked. Haruki took that to mean yes. He whispered a quick thanks before Kenji reminded him of the late hour. With one final look at the glade, the boys made their way back.
Kenji confirmed they would resume their practice tomorrow night as they parted. At last, Haruki was free to return to his room, free to slip into his own bed and ponder his own thoughts.
Tonight there was no doubt. He felt like his heart could burst from happiness. The weeks of secret training with Kenji was paying off in ways he never imagined. Even if he wasn't on the same level as Kenji, his power had grown exponentially. He was learning new moves, new ways to channel his ki. His strength and endurance had increased out of sight, but that wasn't what he was most proud of.
I didn't freeze this time. I didn't want to run away. I…wanted to fight.
The desire had been almost primal. Haruki didn't know where it came from, but he couldn't wait to explore it further.
You're not a coward anymore. You can protect your friends. You can take care of Sora.
Haruki smiled at the thought. That brief scare at the end of the night had been worth it for two reasons. First, when Sora discovered that her animals were starting to come back, she'd be beside herself with joy.
Second, the escapade had given him an idea.
He'd promised Sora weeks ago that they would build a better fairy garden after the first was destroyed. But since then, Sora had only been concerned with putting the finishing touches on Kenji's new playground. She was far too preoccupied with it to even entertain the idea of a new fairy garden. But nothing was stopping him from doing anything…
Now that he was safely tucked into bed, Haruki realised how exhausted his body was.
Tomorrow. I'll start work on it tomorrow.
With a sigh, Haruki pulled the covers under his chin and was asleep in seconds.
He never saw that the squirrel had followed him back and was watching outside on a branch. It scuttled along its perch and looked through the window at the sleeping child.
Had Haruki looked up at that moment, he might have seen something unusual about the creature. The savage smile, those horribly familiar beady eyes…
*~*~*
Sakura slammed back into reality with a highly unpleasant jolt. The cave swam back into view. She felt more drained than ever.
"It's all fun and games, isn't it?" Haruki spat in disgust. "Nothing but a big joke until the truth slaps you in the face. And I was about to learn that the hard way,"
Sakura listened in silent agony. This was starting to look more tragic than anything she'd imagined from Master Shin's admittedly brief explanation.
Without bothering to wait for a response, Haruki was pacing again.
"Until then, I didn't know how the shield worked, let alone enemies. The old man never explained anything. Just told us that if we stayed inside the safe zone, we'd be fine. And I believed it. With all my heart,"
He stopped and clenched his hands several times. Sakura pushed past her throbbing head and took advantage of his distraction to glance at the screen again.
It seemed the game had advanced. Mitari's tennis match was over and someone else was playing…
Genkai?!
Sakura suppressed a gasp. The tiny old woman was flying a plane in some kind of shooter sequence. And she seemed to be annihilating all her opponents without breaking a sweat.
Just then, Haruki looked over at the bed. "You're being very quiet, my little porcelain doll. What's wrong? Is the truth too much?"
Sakura shivered, but didn't say anything. Her eyes were fixed on his many scars.
What did he go through, to receive all those marks?
"Well?" Haruki snapped.
Still nothing.
Haruki's temper flared. He dragged Sakura towards him and shook her. The motion made her head spin wildly.
"Answer me!"
He expected fear, he expected submission, but Sakura didn't give him either of those things. She simply looked at him with an odd expression.
"Haruki…"
Sakura could hardly believe the tormented monster in front of her was once the compassionate and determined little boy in those memories, but that was the painful truth. And she wanted to understand why.
Acting on pure instinct, Sakura reached up and touched his face.
"What happened to you, Haruki?" She asked gently. "What really happened all those years ago?"
Haruki laid his hand on top of hers. He seemed just as surprised at this unexpected show of affection.
"Do you see, honey? Are you starting to understand?"
She bit her lip. "I think I do,"
"That's good," Haruki suddenly gripped her hand. "We can't build a life together in Demon World without total transparency. So I wonder…"
He pulled her in closer and brushed his lips over her forehead.
"When will you agree to open your heart to me, my sweet?"
Sakura realised that he'd pulled the ring out again and was offering it to her. She choked her own horror back and forced herself to speak calmly, softly.
"Maybe if I know more about you, I'll be ready to share my own secrets. You did promise to show me everything,"
Haruki smiled, a genuine one that met his eyes. "How can I say no to my beautiful bride?"
Just as his memories took over her mind, Sakura felt her hands tingling again.
My spirit energy…it's getting stronger.
If her suspicions were correct, it wouldn't be long until she could use it again.
Two figures stood on opposing sides. One tall and bespectacled, the other tiny and giggling.
Yusuke felt his fists involuntarily clench, which alerted him to the fact that he wasn't breathing.
So it had all come down to this. Thanks to the efforts of Mitari, Genkai and himself three rounds of Goblin City had been won. If Kaito triumphed in the Master Quiz, victory would be theirs. They could leave this godforsaken territory, continue towards Sensui's hideout, free Kuwabara, rescue his precious sister and make the enemy pay…
Come on, Yusuke. Stay focused. You're almost there!
The bright game narration, so familiar to him from the long hours spent at the arcade, made the declaration.
"First to ten points wins. Game, start!"
Kaito immediately put his hands on the control panel, but scoffed when he saw Amanuma didn't do the same.
"Lose your nerve, Goblin King?"
Amanuma snorted. "You can have some free ones. First five questions. I'll just stand back and let you get the points, if you even know any answers,"
"That's generous. I think I may know a few,"
"Quiz question number one," the announcer began. "In the Ama-"
Ding!
Yusuke blinked. "Huh?"
Was he seeing things? Kaito's hand had moved like lightning to answer the question.
Four potential solutions to the unfinished question appeared on the screen. A tiny arrow pointed to option C. Then a jubilant melody played.
"You're right, Kaito," the game cheered. "One point!"
"But he just read the first word of the question!" Yusuke spluttered to nobody in particular. "That's why I failed sixth grade science!"
"Well, mine wasn't an act of ignorance," Kaito sniffed. "There are a total of 17,000 questions in the Battle Quiz database, and of those only three begin with In the a-m-a, which if allowed to finish, would've spelled Amazon. The answers to the three questions are Pororoca, piranha and Amazon Highway. They're always lettered the same, the answer is always C,"
"You've memorised 17,000 questions and answers?!" Yana gawked. "That's a lot of gameplay, pal. No wonder you never answer your phone…"
"He's a video game expert," Yusuke snickered. "You should see how smooth he is with the ladies,"
Kaito didn't get a chance to reply, because the game announcer was talking again.
"Question number one was, in the Amazon, the Araguari river has a world-famous natural phenomenon that causes water to flow upstream. What is this called?"
Kaito glanced at Amanuma. "Did I mention I don't need a handicap,"
Surprisingly, Amanuma didn't even flinch or look away. "Concentrate. Question 2 is coming up,"
Kaito snorted once more, but Kurama wasn't reassured.
Something isn't right.
Sensui had prevented the child from training, so why this non-reaction to Kaito's apparently staggering advantage?
Kurama's fist clenched. Ice cold logic nudged him again.
What's going on, Sensui? What's your real game?
Part of him didn't want to know.
With his eyes to the floor, Koenma noticed the cowering blue ogre beside him glancing up at the towering figure of King Enma, who still had not given an answer.
Silence permeated the entire throne room while the king considered what his son was asking for.
"Centuries of recuperation," he said at last. "You realise you will be left unarmed?"
"Yes Father,"
"So it's become that severe?" Enma murmured with closed eyes. "Then I have no choice. You have permission,"
Koenma bowed. "Thank you Dad. I'll do what I must,"
There was nothing further to say. Koenma turned and silently walked out. Seconds after the door to the throne room shut, he heard Jorge pipe up.
"The floor's so cold in there. I was scared I'd get frostbite!"
"Then you should put on a shirt," Koenma retorted. "Now follow me and don't say a word until I tell you too,"
Jorge quailed under Koenma's stern look. With a gulp, he trailed after the toddler. Not a word was spoken by either until they were safely outside the restricted zone.
Faced with the array of clouds that would transport him into the abyss, Koenma took a breath.
First things first.
"Did you retrieve it like I asked?"
Jorge shuddered. "Yes sir, it's right here,"
He produced a small box made of what looked like polished wood.
"Is it untainted?" Koenma asked.
Jorge nodded. "Absolutely pristine, Koenma sir. The vault masters swore up and down that nobody touched it. But…"
He hesitated while Koenma trailed his fingers over the combination lock that sealed away what was inside.
"Sir?" Jorge gulped again. "What do you need this for?"
"Honestly Ogre? I'm hoping I won't," Koenma said quietly. "But until we know what's happened in that cave, I'm not taking any chances,"
"What do you mean?"
"This might be the only way…" Koenma almost whispered. "If Sensui does what I suspect he's planning with Sakura…"
Jorge gasped. "Miss Sakura? You…you don't mean…!?"
"I have to consider all possibilities," Koenma's eyes were still on the box. "This could mean the difference in the aftermath. That is, if she's still alive when I get there,"
"Don't say that sir. She's alive, she has to be!"
"Ogre!" Koenma snapped. "Pull yourself together. What about Ayame?"
Jorge mopped at his eyes. "She's on standby, sir. Everything you requested is ready. Just waiting for the go ahead,"
"Ensure she's prepared at a moment's notice. What about the signal?"
"All systems go on the order,"
Somewhat relieved, Koenma carefully stowed the box away. "If necessary, I will entrust Botan with returning this,"
He sighed deeply and looked up at his minion. This was it.
"Now…I have my Dad's permission," Koenma began slowly. "So I'm leaving, Ogre. Maybe for keeps,"
"But Jorge wants to go too!"
Koenma looked away. Their relationship might be the living definition of dysfunctional, but speaking those words aloud had made the situation real to him as nothing else had.
"Don't start that again. Just say goodbye,"
Instead of doing so, tears fell thick and fast from the ogre. Watching Koenma walk away for possibly the last time shattered his last remaining threads of restraint.
"No, sir!" Jorge wailed. "But what about our progress?!"
The toddler prince barely heard him. Too many complex thoughts whirled away in his mind.
How did it ever come to this?
Even internally, the answer rang painfully clear. It was due to his mistakes, past and present.
Sensui's downfall. Not giving Yusuke the full story. Failing to consider that Kuwabara was the true target. And of course, his unforgivable error of not confirming Haruki's fate…
Raw guilt seized Koenma while he exited the palace. What he wouldn't give to turn back the clock somehow. To stop Sensui from going to the compound that night. Stop him from witnessing the horrors that destroyed the young detective and sent him on this path to hell.
We had so little understanding of the situation, and I sent him in anyway. Spirit World was too eager to close the case. Too impulsive to consider the consequences.
If he were honest, very little had changed with Yusuke. Virtually every single mission, the new Spirit Detective had been thrown in the deep end and told to swim.
A vision of Sakura's distraught face from just hours before reared up in his memory. Clear as day, he heard her furious yell.
"Even after all the times Yusuke's put his life on the line, Prince Pacifier couldn't man up long enough to tell us the truth! What, were you just hoping the problem would go away on its own? Is that it?!"
The truth of this was so crushing, Koenma almost doubled over.
Sakura was completely right. And just minutes after her home truths, she'd been snatched away. More collateral damage in this horror story. That courageous, vulnerable girl who had been drafted into this through no fault of her own…she was suffering needlessly due in part to him
What am I doing? What are WE doing?! Is this how the Spirit World should act?
How many times had Yusuke, Sakura or one of their friends nearly died thanks to a lack of information? Too many.
This was wrong. All of it. The whole damn system was wrong.
Incompetence…the bare minimum…is THIS all we can offer?
No, of course not. Spirit World could have prevented the whole thing before it began. Everything about this twisted nightmare…it never needed to happen…
Stop it. Pull yourself together!
Koenma gritted his teeth. Wallowing in despair wasn't going to help anyone. He had to get to the cave. Now. It was all he had left at this point.
There's still a way. If I get there in time, there's still hope.
He had a chance to fix the madness. One final opportunity to set this right.
First, the Living World. Then, I can start on Spirit World…
He would show Sakura that he had taken her words to heart.
A.N. So many answers!
I'm very eager to hear your thoughts on this chapter.
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EDIT: I'm still working on the next chapter. To be completely honest, I'm struggling with some hardcore health problems right now after being laid off. Couple that with my stupid perfectionism and you have a nightmare combination thats made writing insanely difficult. But it is coming. It's about 80% finished. I'm planning to release it by March 10th.
Once we're over this last hurdle and back into canon events I will be able to produce content at a much more fluid pace.
Hang in there guys. I swear, I haven't forgotten you. I write every single day and I will never give up on this series until it's complete!
We're so close to finishing Chapter Black, and I can't wait to get there with you all.
I hope you all have a wonderful holiday season. Honestly, 2022 has been horrid. So much grief and heartache that I'l be glad to see the back of as the year ends. I'm very much looking forward to writing regularly again, and I'lI see you in the next instalment.
Next Chapter: In the wake of Haruki's past being revealed, Sakura is faced with an impossible choice. Meanwhile, the boys battle desperately to escape Goblin City, but doing so will cost them everything...