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Disclaimer: I don't own Saiyuki and didn't make any money writing
this.
Warning: Yaoi with Tenpou x Kenren pairing. Lemon not the
highest quality...sorry. Still one of my first attempts at it. Read
and enjoy...
Curious
Curiosities
By
guanyin-kun
"Tenpou?
Oi, you in here?" Kenren could feel the grime from the
military manœuvers
gritting in every crack of his body. He hated bathing out of
helmets, never got decently clean. He scrubbed every square inch
until his skin was as red as his hair. Anxious as he was to see the
Marshal, he gave in to the luxury of a soak.
"No, no, no.
That can't possibly be what he was thinking. He should have known
that the scent of horse blood would be enough to drive the elephants
insane, making them go rogue. It's not as if he had no access to
horses, after all." The dark haired stratigist scratched his head in puzzlement.
The cigarette ash
fell far short of its destined target, with no notice of its owner.
Long, tapering fingers furiously turned text pages, comparing them to
one another. Pulling out a codex with illustrations, an ink and
nicotine stained digit traced pictures along, following a fairly
obscure language of Down Below.
"This account
has to be faulty." He emptied the last of the large jugs for
to-day. "This is the best tea the Emperor has ever served."
General Kenren shook
the road out of his black, leather duster, it reminded him of Tenpou.
Lighting himself a smoke, he decided to see if Tenpou were at home
or one of his other haunts. Making his way to the slightly neglected
building, he could immediately see that the long, dark haired man
was not there.
Nothing stirred
there, dust was still thick on the door-sill, it had been a long
while. His next place was the library, then Konzen's, then the bar,
then his office, providing he himself could remember how to get
there. He'd only been there once, which was probably only one less
time than Tenpou himself had been there.
He patted the
duster's pocket to be sure his gift was still there. Once satisfied,
he ambled easily off toward the central building, housing the
library.
A
tentative knock sounded at the solid oak doors. "Field Marshal
Tenpou? Sir? Are you there, Sir? We have your 'tea' Sir,
from the Emperor..." Several minutes of silence followed.
The sound of slipped
feet on stone approached the door. The bolt was drawn back and the
rumpled Marshal permitted entrance.
"Eh, what's
that? Tea? Wonderful, please, come in." An expansive smile
crossed his face.
Ten pages in livery,
each carrying an earthen-ware jar half his height, were ushered in,
being directed where to unload their burdens.
Arranging the new
soldiers with the others that littered the book filled floor, Tenpou
was pleased with himself. He had finally come up with a time keeping
method that he could rely on.
Taking one of the
jars with him he settled down on the floor behind the desk, drawing
his knees to his chest.
He balanced the book
on his knees where he could comfortably read it, on one side he had
the now opened jar, nearly shoulder high since he made the floor his
seat of choice with a small sake bowl.
On the other side
were his cigarettes, lighter and ashtray, still full of butts and
ash. He dipped the jade sake bowl into the jar, filling it.
Draining it on the
first drink, he smiled in appreciation. Exquisite tasting. Without
even looking, he shook out a brown papered stick, which he lit and
inhaled deeply from. He filled the bowl again, exhaled through his
nose slowly and began caressing the pages of the book with his eyes.
Kenren was sent out
on patrol yesterday and would be gone for at least a week. He
sighed. Sad to say, he truly did miss his unruly General. Walks in
the garden, avoiding official duties together, stealing kisses and
touches.
He forced his
attention back to the leaves in front of him. A new approach to war.
Fascinating.
Kenren passed the
ten pages on the way in. Huh, must be looking for Tenpou as well.
Must be something terribly important, as they rarely sent out entire
search parties for him until he had destroyed something or been
missing for a week.
For
a moment, his stomach dropped, what if something had happed to
Tenpou, surely they would have told him when he reported back,
right...? He pull a swig from the ever-present bottle of rice wine
(non-regulation™).
Laughing, he waved
his hand, shaking his head, what could Tenpou do in this short of
period time? He thought of the number of destroyed items and quickly
thought of something else... anything else.
Arriving at the
impressive, thick doors of ornamented oak, he first tried to
determine if they were locked...a library for public use, locked...
now there was an oxymoron.
"Oi, Tenpou,
you here?"
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