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Disclaimer: I don’t own X/1999, I didn’t come up
with any of their brilliant characters, they’re the geniuses not me!
The character of Alex,
Jacob, Venus, Charlie, David and Dimitri are all mine. The Noters are half
reality. The rest belong to all the book/movie/TV stuff they came from. If you
can spot where they’re from then good for you!
Anyways, on with the story….WARNING!!!!!!:
cliffhanger of doom!!!!! Or so I think it is…..
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Part 15 – Seishiro
“What do you see Kazuki”
“The cow’s udders?”
“What about them? You remember the farmer said that her calf is getting
strangely thin and weak”
“She’s not letting him eat!”
“That’s right but why?”
Kazuki couldn’t answer that question.
She and Anthony knelt by a large brown cow with big white spots on her.
In the corner of the barn said calf was bottle fed by Seishiro into a better
condition.
Kazuki thought of a mother not wanting her child to eat. She remembered
how when they arrived, the poor starved calf wobbled towards them then
collapsed.
She wasn’t frightened by it anymore because she knew that she was there
to help the ones who will help him.
“Fear, panic and distress when seeing a wounded animal or human” as Anthony
explained her once “are the result only of the knowledge that you cannot help
the wounded creature before you. Once you know that you are there to help that
creature and that you can help then there is no reason to freeze in fear
or fall into the useless and time consuming emotional storm most people
experience”
A little mess began in the barn as a small dog tried to cheerfully enter
the barn. The cows made a horrible racket over not allowing the dog entry. In
order to keep the feeding calf from panicking and running away Seishiro had to
get up and shoo the dog away, he returned swearing under his breath.
But Kazuki didn’t notice all of that; she was too busy thinking about
the poor calf whose cruel mother won’t let him feed off of her. Tears wallowed
up in her eyes.
A gentle hand shook her shoulder “Kazuki, pay attention”
“But…why is she not letting him feed? He’s her own calf….why does she
hate him?” she began shaking with sobs, covering her face with her hands.
The hand shook her shoulder again, a little more powerfully now “Kazuki,
pay attention please” Anthony wasn’t a father figure, so was Seishiro, but she
felt more kindness from both of them then from anybody else….besides Karen.
She wiped the tears from her eyes and stared at the udders….she saw
nothing but cow’s udders…..then she noticed their tips were red while the rest
of the sack was pale pink…..”They’re….red….”
“And red means….” Antony’s voice softened a bit after it grew harsh to snap Kazuki
out of her emotions
“Red means they’re infected”
“That’s right”
“The dog’s trying to get back in, oh screw this” Seishiro placed the now
slightly more refreshed calf on a soft pile of hay and placed anti-animal wards
on the entrance to the barn.
By the time he was finished the calf found himself in enough strength to
get up and start wobbling around towards the farmer’s wife who stood aside and
patiently watched all this time. When Seishiro discovered this had one of those
unexpected true emotional expressions of complete surprise.
“Anthony, the dog is scaring the cows, but why? He’s small?” Kazuki
wasn’t paying any attention to the udders anymore.
The little canine was whining and whimpering miserably, constantly
running into the spirit wall Seishiro’s wards created
“He just wants a little milk that’s all” the farmer’s wife was stroking
the revived calf.
All three veterinarian eyes turned to her.
“He tries to suckle from the cows?” Seishiro crouched by Kazuki turning
the udders’ tips towards the light.
“’Ai but they don’t let him, they run away and he keeps nippin’ at them”
“He’s biting them….” Kazuki stared wide eyes at tiny puncture wounds on
the cow’s udders around which the infection was the worst. “And it hurt her to
feed her baby….” She turned towards the dog frowning “Bad dog! You nearly got
her baby dead from starvation!”
“You’re very observant Kazuki, that’s very good” Anthony received a huge
beaming smile from Kazuki. He returned it with his own proud smile.
Seishiro merely looked at her for a brief second before getting a lotion
from his bag and smearing some on the udders. Despite the semi-ignoring
behavior Kazuki knew he was impressed too.
Later on that day they were called to mend a sheep that stumbled on a
small hole in the ground and broke her leg quite badly.
“Seishiro, go get us some gauze from the infirmary”
“We ran out of it already?”
“Yes and this sheep needs bandaging”
“I’ll go with you!!!!” Kazuki leaped to her feet and
skip-hopped by Seishiro who already started leaving towards the infirmary.
Seishiro on his behalf didn’t mind her company at all, in fact he
enjoyed it. There weren’t many who were willing to talk to him. Out of fear or
out of resentment, they mostly ignored him or avoided any contact with him.
He could count on one hand the amount of people who spoke to him out of
actually wanting to and not out of necessity.
The only time anyone other then Subaru spoke to him in his home were Yutu and Karen who complimented his cooking when it was
his turn to make dinner once.
It was a funny story really. When he came back home he found the rest of
the residents besides Kamui and Fuma (out on court duty) and Subaru (out on
patrol) huddling together whispering about something. Aoki seemed determined
about something, darting his eyes at Seishiro as he walked past them towards
his room.
After about half an hour Sorata came over to Seishiro’s
room and asked/told him that it was his turn to make dinner. He noted the monk
was slowly shifting his weight from one foot to the other and generally moving
about uneasily. Seishiro merely said okay and calmly asked where the
ingredients and meats are.
Sorata was so surprised to hear no arguments back that he was muttering
the answer. As Seishiro went out of his room to go to the pantry Sorata stared
at him as if he suddenly grew antennas from his head. Seishiro loved winding
them up like that.
And he worked hard on that stupid dinner! He worked his fingers off (almost
literally when using a cheese grater) on making that dinner!.
They all tasted it, wanted to say something good, then looked at him and
decided not to bother. Bastards! All of them! He didn’t know why he got so
upset by it in the first place; he shouldn’t give a damn.
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Seiichiro wasn’t paying much attention to things that late morning; he
was too busy feeling terribly sleepy. When he got himself his third paper cut
he grunted several not-really-curses under his breath and went to get himself
bandaged.
some of his other pals were standing around in the infirmary’s main entrance
halls; Karen and Spike just got to their patrol’s bit where they visit the
infirmary for updates, Fuma had his twisted ankle bandaged (he stumbled on his judge
robe and fell flat out on his face but it’s the ankle that really got him
upset) then Seishiro and Kazuki just arrived to get their gauze.
“Hello hello, what this then?” the purple
haired nurse scowled at Seiichiro.
He bowed his head a little “I wasn’t paying attention to what I was
doing….” He mumbled apologetically “I apologies for taking up your precious
time”
“Damn right it’s precious, there are twenty three half burnt patience
here just waiting for the nursing, caring hands of a woman and you’re bothering
me with paper cuts?!”
“Who will those poor patience will get the nursing
caring hand of a woman from? Certainly not from you….”
The nurse shot a death glare at Seishiro, then at Spike who couldn’t
help himself from roaring up in laughter. Even Karen sniggered a bit.
“I’m sorry, I’ll just bandage myself” Seiichiro was so tired he couldn’t
see straight and stumbled right into the cabinet he aimed at instead of walking
to it’s side.
“Oh, Aoki-san, watch your step, that’s how I ended up with this” Fuma
held out his bandaged foot.
Now it was Seishiro’s turn to snigger
scornfully.
Fuma returned a glare at him and lingered his eyes there, completely
brushed off by the older man who left shortly afterwards.
“Why are you so clumsy today Aoki-san? Didn’t you get enough sleep?”
Karen turned to the coffee corner “I’ll make you a cup of tea, how about
it?”
“I already drank three today, it’s not good for me, thank you very much
for offering” he mumbled back fighting with the simple band-aid.
“It was the fire in the common barn wasn’t it? Your coworker was called
over to help wasn’t he?” Spike gestured for Karen to make him a cup as well.
David walked in silently and made himself a cup of coffee. He and Karen
exchanged little glares from time to time as they operated around each other
the little corner.
“Why couldn’t the people on the patrol at the time do it? Why did it
have to be Yu…Kigai-san of all people?” Seiichiro gave up on the bandaging and
allowed the nurse to do it while he collapsed on a nearby chair.
“Because one of them was a vampire, vampires should stay away from fire,
they’re sensitive to it. The other was a little girl and Yutu is a water
master, use your head to think which one of them will be of a better use…”
David answered, not even looking up to see the surprised faces at how much he
just spoke in one go “Fire is the only thing that can kill vampires”
“Isn’t daylight also dangerous to them?” the nurse was more occupied
with stalling the shirtless David in the infirmary then interested in the
subject itself.
“No, not our vampires anyways, not around Alex” David still didn’t look
up at her. he began stirring the liquid in his cup when he noticed a loaf of
bread on the table. For a moment his eyes darted from left to right then he
snatched it quickly shoving it into his dirty pant’s pocket.
“Why is Alex connected to it?”
“Because his presence makes all his creatures more powerful then they
usually are so the vampires can survive a good sun grilling without dying” and
with that he left through the back door as quickly as possible.
“He stole your bread” Karen glared at the empty plate.
“It’s alright, he always does that and it’s one of many loafs we have,
it’s nothing” the nurse waved it off.
“So” she turned to Seiichiro with a malicious grin on her face and a light
worrisome glint in her eyes “when Yutu returned from the fire site he woke you
up when he snuggled back up to you in bed”
“Yes….” Obviously Seiichiro was so tired he didn’t notice what he was
saying.
The silence that followed made him look up the looks of people around
him made him realize what he revealed. His hands began shaking and his face
paled “I….umm….I have work to do I….” And with that he
shot back into his office stumbling straight into a couple of more chairs and
tables on the way.
Karen stared forward shocked slightly saddened.
Spike shrugged and sipped at his coffee puling on Karen’s sleeve to get
her to smoke a cigarette with their coffee outside the infirmary.
The nurse sniggered evilly.
Fuma still stared at the space that used to inhibit Seishiro.
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Fuma sneaked little stares at Seishiro during dinner and Kamui took note
of that, he began staring at Seishiro as well.
Spoken Seishiro was, like the others, sunk in the story Yutu told about
the fire last night, a story he shared with Yuzuriha who was also at the site
during the fire.
Yutu spent the rest of the day sleeping and only woke up to make dinner
and revise today’s office progress with Seiichiro.
They weren’t revising all the time. When Seiichiro woke him up Yutu
stretched out fully in bed beaming a wonderful smile at the man towering above
him as he sat on the edge of the bed. When he finished he pulled the by now
blushing man down on him and gave him a long passionate kiss.
“Ano….Yutu-s….umm…” Seiichiro closed his eyes
to focus himself, not that it helped because the moment he closed them he began
feeling dizzy and sleepy. “I….well…..they know…by now…I’m sure…”
“About what?” Yutu managed to get Seiichiro to
lie down next to him on the bed, taking off his jacket and loosening his tie.
“You know….us….”
“How would they know” Yutu’s voice was calm
and soft showing no signs of the worry and slight panic in his lover’s voice.
“Well….I sort of….stammered it out today….I’m sorry” he closed his eyes
again after they were almost tearful.
“What are you worried about Seiichi? What if they’d know? So what? And
why should you care what others think?! Are you happy?”
Seiichiro opened his eyes and looked deeply into the bright green eyes
below him “Yes”
“Then that’s it and nothing else should matter”
Seiichiro smiled and embraced Yutu.
“And Bicky-chan! This
little bit of burnt wood flew on the wind at her and she got burnt a little
bit!! It’s dangerous!!” Yuzuriha’s shrill cut through
Kamui and Fuma’s thoughts, bringing them back to the
subject at hand for a moment before they sank into staring at Seishiro again.
“So, what if she’d burn a little bit” Arashi was poking almost violently
at the noodles in her bowl.
Yuzuriha just scowled at her and turned to complete another part of Yutu’s story of the fire that he forgot to mention.
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After dinner, on their way up to their room Fuma and Kamui stared at
Seishiro as his and Karen’s cigarettes were lit by Subaru who then lit his own.
Once they were in their room they sat on their bed facing one another.
There was a silence as both brows frowned in deep disturbing thoughts.
“Seishiro…..” Fuma finally spoke “he has so many crimes on him….so much
blood on his hand”
“He was an assassin” Kamui was thinking about other aspects of it. Something
was tugging at his awareness.
“We can’t just let him walk; it’s a crime towards anybody he ever
killed”
“He’s very special to Subaru and Subaru is a good friend of mine. I know
we’ve been a little apart lately but that’s merely because I was mostly in the
court and he was too busy with the patrols and all….but still….” Kamui didn’t
want to say the real reason that was the source of his inhibitions.
“Kamui, you’re Justice, you can’t ignore crimes like that just because
his boyfriend is your friend. And if you ask me, with the whole killing
Subaru’s sister and all, it’s better for Subaru to be without that murderer”
Fuma looked away disgusted at the thought.
“Whether Subaru should or shouldn’t be with Seishiro is not our
business, that’s Yutu’s….it’s just that…..” Kamui raised his eyes to Fuma,
uncertainty in his violet orbs “Seishiro is a Man of Death and we might hit a
nerve there if we try to touch him”
Fuma looked into Kamui’s eyes for a while.
Chills ran up and down his spine whenever he heard Alex’s name. The older man
scared him enough to get that Pavlov reaction from him.
But he was determined of his rightness. “Look Kamui, we can’t just
ignore everyone just because Alex has a say in it. Every murderer is a Man of
Death if that’s the rule, so what? We’ll leave every petty murderer un-trialed
like that?”
“No….” Kamui looked away worried “I suppose you’re right….” He raised
his eyes to Fuma’s again, now filled with love. He
crawled over to Fuma and curled in his lap hugging him.
A decision was made and sealed.
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“Feel it”
…..”It’s hot”
“Which means….”
“That it’s infected!”
Seishiro nodded. He and Kazuki were now crouching at the feet of a horse
in Jacob and Venus’s horse shed. Anthony was doing his best to keep Jacob from
hovering offer the two and the beast while avoiding staring at Venus too much.
“Now smell it”
“Smell it?!”
Seishiro nodded again.
Kazuki crouched deeper and smelled the wounded leg near the hoof where a
cruel looking gash was open in the flesh.
“It smells like mud…”
Seishiro bent down and took a sniff as well “That’s right, if it’d stink
what would that mean?”
Kazuki rolled her eyes trying to think hard and recall her latest
lessons “That it developed gangrene?”
“That’s right!” he had to speak up this time because that lesson she
learnt a long time ago and he didn’t expect her to remember it at all. But she
was a bright kid and she was very good at this.
“Gangrene?!” Jacob shot over to the horse’s
side, crouching by them looking very worried.
Anthony rushed over to the man trying to keep him from getting in Seishiro’s way “Err….eh…Jacob, my, this horse’s shoes were
really well made did you do it yourself?”
Jacob got distracted enough by his pride “Yes, I could do it since I was
ten! My father had a large horse breeding farm…..until they took it away and…”
Venus wrapped an arm around her husband’s waist and smiled at him.
“Well you’ve done a brilliant job here, how do you get those hoofs oiled
in this world is still a puzzle to me” Anthony shot his eyes from Jacob to the
grateful Seishiro.
“Ah! It’s an herbal mix I use with the things I grow in my garden!”
“Oh!”
“Yes, I happened to stumble across these herbs that I knew from my home
one day and I thought ‘I have a horse and now I….’”
The conversation was cut when five Noters walked into the shed knocking
on the door strictly beforehand.
All eyes turned to them puzzled and surprised.
“Are you Sakurazuka Seishiro?” Iceman, the officer amongst them, looked
up from a note in his hand to Seishiro.
Seishiro’s face grew darker and more serious
but never showed a glint of what was really going on inside. “Yes” he said
calmly.
Kazuki shot her eyes from Seishiro to the Noters, so did the rest of the
people in the shed.
“Please come with us, you’re under arrest for the charge of mass murder”
“Mass murder?!” Anthony nearly dropped the tube
of herbal horse shoe ointment in his hand.
The Noters said nothing, they only stared at Seishiro.
Seishiro assessed them then looked away. He packed up his bag, handed it
over to Kazuki asking her quietly to bring it to his room.
He then got up, still very calmly, and dusted off his jacked and pants.
He straightened his tie and brushed off a few bits of dry mud that clung to his
pants from the shed’s floor.
Then he turned and walked to the Noters with his head held slightly
high. “Well, do I just go with you or do you have to put handcuffs on me?” his
tone was surprisingly calm and neutral.
For a moment the Noters stared at him slightly puzzled. It was
regulations to lead someone in handcuffs if they’re arrested but surely if he
was taking it so lightly and calmly there’s no need for any further inconveniences.
“N…no, that won’t be necessary as long as you’ll cooperate”
“Alright, let’s go then” he began exiting the shed, still absolutely calm
and collected.
Jacob glared after them, especially at Iceman. The two exchanged
glances. Jacob spat something at Iceman in a language they both knew, making
the other man who was just exiting himself turn around.
Iceman shot a short slightly guilty stare at Jacob then finally turned
to leave.
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Subaru stirred his cup of tea smiling to himself.
He leaned back on a pillow he positioned against the headboard of his bed and
rested his feet against the two pillows he laid at foot’s reach.
He closed his eyes and let the slight fatigue from his patrol wash over
him. It was his turn to cook dinner tonight and he had to have a little rest
for his nerves before he’d attempt anything like that.
Subaru was never the chef amongst the two of the Sumeragi twins. What he
lacked in cooking skills Hokuto or Seishiro in his time made up for. After
Hokuto died and he was all alone he didn’t eat much and even that was little
Japanese versions of TV meals. Now he had to cook something good for all of
them…..
His only comfort was the fact that when it was Kusanagi’s
or Karen’s turns and the food was worse then awful people didn’t say anything
so not to embarrass them and even accepted seconds.
He closed his eyes, setting himself a defined
time to sleep in his little biological clock, when Kazuki walked in looking a
bit startled, carrying Seishiro’s bag.
Subaru stared at her puzzled. This is a strange way for Seishiro to send
some message to him; usually he’d use his Shikigami.
She stared at Subaru, looked down at the bag in her hand, then walked
over to Subaru’s side of the bed and held the bag out to him.
“What’s this?” he asked, noting traces of worry on Kazuki’s
face.
“Sakurazuka -san’s bag, he told me to put it
in his room when they took him…..” she was really looking worried now.
Subaru started feeling shock dripping down his spine like ice water, slowly
taking over his brain as well. He took a deep breath feeling his self control collapse.
“Who took him?” his voice began cracking.
Kazuki blushed a little, her eyes filling with
tears for what her words started in Subaru “N…Noters….they arrested him on the
charge of mass murder….”
Subaru was shaking and sweating, his mind numb and his limbs turning
into frozen cold stones he found hard to move. He was gritting his teeth, his
eyes burning in his pale face.
Kazuki cowered under the glare as if she was the one to blame.
“They….wouldn’t dare…..wouldn’t dare” Subaru stammered before he shot
off of his bed and out of the room.
He left Kazuki shivering with worry and fear behind him. She burst into
tears when she heard the front door of the house slammed shut.
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Lestate leaned against the wall in his room singing softly. He was
watching the last of the soft dark red glimmers of sun fall through the cracks
of the shutters in his room. He sat in his heavily velvet decorated room, it
was by far the prettiest and most well designed room probably in all that
dimension, everyone agreed about that.
He was singing an old French song his maid once used to sing while
rocking her baby to sleep. He wasn’t rocking a baby to sleep; he was trying to
sooth partially wrecked nerves.
He looked at Alex laid across the large bed tapping nervously with his
finger on the patch of rich dark indigo velvet under his palm. Alex wasn’t
completely calm nor was he relaxed, but Lestate could see on him that he
managed to ease out a lot of the tension in him.
Suddenly the green eyes turned to him, seeing right through him as
always “Why are you singing to me?” he asked softly.
Lestate smiled a charming fanged smile “Should I stop?”
“No, I’m just wondering why you’re signing”
Lestate smiled again leaning his head against the wall again looking at
the beautiful rich dark blue of the night sky “They said that King David used
to play a harp to King Saul to calm his nerves”
Alex smiled for the first time in a long while “They say that this King
David also had an affair with Saul’s son Jonathan during that time….”
Lestate smiled back and returned to his singing. He was happy to see
Alex closing his eyes again and relaxing a little bit more. Though he will
never be able to say it to the man, Death was very precious to him.
The relaxation was for a little bit indeed because a moment later Alex
shot his eyes open again and looked at the door “I’m here Subaru” he whispered
into thin air.
A few moments later Subaru came barging into the room looking quite sick
and worried. He panted and shook for a while trying to speak while glaring at
Alex with a miserable look in his eyes, he was almost crazed in panic.
”Subaru calm down” Alex placed his hand on the onmyouji’ shoulder trying to get
him to sit down but Subaru was stiff like a doll.
He tried to speak, wringing his fingers while wildly swinging his arms
around “They….they….they…they….Sei…S...took…..they…..mass…..mass….they……”
the more Subaru stammered was the more he dug himself into panic and alarm.
Alex and Lestate scanned him worriedly.
“Subaru!” Alex finely spoke in a commanding
tone.
Subaru straightened and stiffened, his eyes glowed in turquoise. His
body limped, seizing all actions he did before.
“Calm down, breath normally, sit down”
Subaru obeyed all these orders wordlessly.
“Now tell me what happened”
Subaru answered mechanically, his tone flat and emotionless as if he was
a machine “Noters arrested Seishiro on the charges of mass murder. I went to
the court and they told me his trial will be held tomorrow and that I cannot
see not him or Justice”
“Very well, now snap out of it”
Subaru’s eyes returned to normal, his pose slacked a bit. His breathing
started pacing again and the shivering returned. He looked up at Alex and his
eyes filled with tears.
In minutes he was wrapped in Alex’s arms who caressed
his hair softly.
“They….didn’t even let me see him…they didn’t even let me talk to Kamui,
the Noters in the entrance to the court…..” Subaru whimpered into Alex’s
shoulder.
“Shhh”
Lestate began humming softly again. Now he had two extremely tense
people in the room.
“Why?.....what are they trying to do…?” Subaru
was shaking violently with his sobs.
“We’ll see what they’re going to do with him and then we’ll talk to them
alright?” Alex drew Subaru away from him, gently cupping the wet face’s chin.
“But Alex….he is a mass murderer…what else can
you deem a mass murderer to but life sentence or…..or death……oh
Alex!!!!” Subaru crushed into Alex’s arms again clutching painfully at
the muscles his fingers grabbed.
Death brushed off the pain, looking forward beyond the room itself
“Seishiro is a Man of Death and no one but me is allowed to do anything as vast
as death sentence to him” then his eyes focused again “besides, the trial is
tomorrow, we’ll cross that bridge when we get there”
Subaru only cried and whimpered onwards in his arms.
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Still ringing in her mind was today’s infirmary meeting. Karen just
didn’t know what to do with herself and the
information she gathered today.
Seiichiro is having a relationship with Yutu……a few thoughts came up in
Karen’s mind.
First was the immediate reaction of ‘Oh, good for him’.
Like all the rest of the house inhabitants, Karen also noted the most
welcomed change in Yutu. For people other then the already destiny beaten Dragons
the change in Yutu under the title of ‘role in destiny’ would seem bizarre, but
not to them.
Sometimes it seemed Yutu was behaving quite impolite, staring at people
when they’re trying to have some privacy for a conversation or anything else.
it’s not like Yutu would stick his nose through your door when you’re busy with
your beloved one but when Yutu was suddenly staring at the ceiling or a wall
with a stupid smile and either Sorata and Arashi or Seishiro and Subaru would
be missing it was quite obvious what was happening there.
Yutu was suddenly a very pleasant person to be around and even the tensest,
shy, quiet and stoic member of the house would find himself engaged in a
flowing conversation with him just because it was easy and most welcomed.
So Karen was glad for Seiichiro finding himself love with such a
wonderful person.
The second feeling she came up with was slight disappointment.
It was only three months since they came here and Seiichiro lost his
family….three months is such a short time to overcome such a tragedy…..
She always held up such pride in Seiichiro for having such a good moral
person in the same group as her and now he was….well….still a good person but
she would have expected more of him.
The last and most bitter feeling was her jealousy.
Yes Karen took a shine for Seiichiro back then, even thought of him as a
bit of a crush but now……he was with someone else……
And a man at that, a man!
Karen, being the soupland hostess that she was
back then, was pretty used to having all men instantly take her as a sexual
creature was suddenly faced with someone who not only looked past her but
looked way past her.
So far she thought that maybe Seiichiro didn’t find her type as the
attractive woman but she never imagined Seiichiro might find a man as
that more attractive person…..
Drifting along on her thoughts Karen cut herself with the knife she was
holding in her hand while supposedly cutting tomatoes.
Yuzuriha, who was giving her a quick lesson in cooking, gave a small
shriek and hurried to cover her wound with a small piece of cloth. As she
treated the older woman Yuzuriha noticed Karen didn’t even pay attention to her
own pain. Something must have been on her mind.
“Karen-san? Is everything alright?” Yuzuriha
liked Karen more and more everyday.
Since Kusanagi wasn’t around anymore and Karen had no reason to ever
frown towards him Yuzuriha found the older woman more and more the mother she
never had. She admired how, without any demand and while completely forgetting
the whole old battle of the apocalypse events, Karen gave all the love and
attention Kazuki ever needed.
Seeing her so distracted, and obviously sad, was not something Yuzuriha
liked.
What could be worrying her? Was it their food ration for the week running
a little low?
The Lost Dimension wasn’t a place for vegetables to grow; grassland for
grazing was also pretty scarce. Luckily they were mostly Rescue Team members
which meant that this house got their shares of food from a collection the farmers
gave them as thanks for their protection.
Yutu and Seiichiro tried to eat most of their meals in the infirmary as
workers there so at least two meals a day were spared from the house’s food
amounts.
Seishiro and Kazuki, as vet and vet assistants were paid in food for
their every service.
Kamui and Fuma ate the food the Noters ate, which two more meals off of
the rations.
And still food wasn’t something very common in the city and in the house.
Yuzuriha found it sometimes hard to think of, starvation, maybe Karen was
troubled too.
Karen kicked her mind into reality and stared at the young girl holding
her wounded hand “Eh?....oh…..Yuzuriha-chan…..what is
it?”
Yuzuriha frowned “You seem a bit out of it, is everything alright?”
She was sincerely worried that young girl….could she really speak to
her? Well who else can she talk to?!
Arashi? Too busy with her
boyfriend and their action’s results. Subaru?….perhaps, she’ll talk to
him later, she’s been getting more familiar with him lately since he’s such a
nice person…when he’s not around Sakurazuka-san…..who really isn’t all that
bad….but still….
Maybe she can talk to Yuzuriha, the girl is old enough to understand
what she’s talking about, isn’t she?.
“Well….you see, today, in the infirmary….” She
was disturbed by the front door opening.
All eyes turned to the door to see who arrived, no one was supposed to
in this hour; Yutu and Seiichiro were the next to return from work but they still
had two hours before they usually finish their job. No one from their house was
on patrol now….
Alex walked in with a sleeping Subaru in his arms. By the way Subaru’s
forehead wrinkled in his sleep and the deep worried frozen expression on Alex’s
face they understood something was wrong.
Karen, Yuzuriha, Sorata and Arashi who were sitting and chatting in the living
room, all jumped towards the men with worried faces.
“What’s wrong?”
“What happened?”
“Is Subaru-san alright?”
Alex shushed them gesturing they might disturb Subaru, during that he
climbed the stairs to Subaru’s room.
Once the onmyouji was in his bed Alex tucked him in and turned to speak
to his friends.
“He fainted. He had a nervous breakdown and he fainted. He’s sleeping
now, please let him at it as long as possible, he’s in no condition for…well, consciousness
in general really”
“What happened?” Arashi subconsciously placed her arm over her belly,
she never felt safe around Alex, ever.
“Kamui and Fuma decided to bring Seishiro to trial for all his work back
in his dimension. They sent Noters to bring him from his work and when Subaru
heard of that he started freaking out.
“Listen, when he wakes up give him these pills” Alex handed Karen three
little blue pills “one each time and not more then one and a half or they’ll
kill him”
“What are they?” her face was grey with worry.
“Sedatives, he needs them badly, he’s in panic. Don’t let him get out of
bed. Don’t let him start to panic again! Change the subject, talk to him about anything
but Seishiro if it’s in even possible but please, make sure he’s
alright, please. I have to go see Seishiro and I won’t be here for a while so I
have no one but you guys to trust with this” he looked as worried as Subaru’s
sleeping face.
Sorata saw that worried expression on Alex as he saw before their attack
on the DoE lair.
“Yuzuriha, I’ll replace you on today’s patrol so you’ll be able to be
around him during the night if he starts to freak out again. He needs his
friends now most of all, you guys are all he has without Seishiro”
Yuzuriha nodded silently taking worried peeks at Subaru behind Alex’s
shoulder.
Alex sighed deeply, checked with Subaru again and then left looking lost
in thoughts.
Four Seals followed him with their stare.
They shut the door behind them and sat by Subaru’s bed. Yuzuriha went
down to finish dinner.
“What do you think they’re doing, Kamui and Fuma?” Sorata raised his
eyes to Karen from Subaru’s sleeping face, he was whispering so not to disturb
the onmyouji.
“What should have been done in our world in the first place” Arashi spat
back coldly.
“Yes but this is their friend and no one but Subaru should pass judgment
on Seishiro, no one else knows enough about him to know if he’s guilty or not”
“Of course he’s guilty! He probably killed hundreds of people!”
“It was his duty and it was a part of protecting Japan
spiritually Arashi-san.” Karen was sudden speaking very seriously, enhancing
the age difference between the two women “All of us have a duty like that or
another, his happened to be killing people”
“Let’s hope Kamui and Fuma know that when they trial him” now Sorata
looked really worried.
“…..You know Sorata-san, I don’t think they would have trialed him in
the first place if they really acknowledged that as a factor in Seishiro’s record….” Now Karen started reflecting Sorata’s worried expression.
There was a small pause as the three thought up the consequences.
“With all due respect for justice….” It was Arashi this time, and she
was surprised with her own words “doing such a thing to their best friend and
comrade…..if it wasn’t for Subaru-san’s actions Kamui
would have never left his own heart after Fuma became the Dragon….”
Silence.
“With all the people Seishiro killed, what do you think they can give
him? Life sentence? Death sentence….both will drive
Subaru insane….” Karen brushed some hairs from Subaru’s forehead noting he had
a slight fever.
“Life in prison could be somehow overcome I’m sure….but if they’ll kill
Seishiro….” Sorata stopped in the middle of his sentence, too frightened to
continue.
**************************
Alex flew to the prison house, landing at the entrance. He walked past
the front desk not bothering with answering the welcoming question from the Noter
who sat there.
Saving the trouble for her Noters, Gala stepped forward from her office
and walked over to Alex. “What do you want?” her voice was neutral though she
knew it wasn’t just any something Alex came here for.
Prisons, she knew, wasn’t the favorite hanging out spot for Alex so
there must have been a pretty good reason for him to be here.
“Seishiro, where’s his cell, I need to talk to him” just as neutrally
though Alex expected that Kamui and Fuma ordered him to be kept away from
Seishiro under all circumstances.
“You can’t go see him now, he just arrived and in such cases no one is
allowed to visit the prisoner, not so soon anyway. You’ll be able to see him
tomorrow morning”
“That’s not good enough, the trial is tomorrow and I need to talk to him
right now”
“I’m sorry I can’t do that, regulations” she crossed her arms on her
chest, taking a little step backwards with her right leg preparing for whatever
it is to come by entering a little half battle position.
Alex stared at her for a while, the stare turning into a glare, then to
a patronizing stinging glare “Tssk, Gala, such moral
behavior from someone who once attacked us all and ran to the north pole with
you know who trying to start a massacre-based revolution….”
Emotions swapped across Gala’s pale face, she ground her teeth swearing
soundlessly.
After a few moments of tense silence between the two she finally let out
a small incoherent swear and showed Alex the way to Seishiro’s
cell.
Alex merely glared onwards at her and left silently.
**********************
Seishiro was fumbling with some random tattered magazine he found in his
cell. He couldn’t make out the language it was written in but he didn’t really
bother to read it either nor did he really pay attention to its content.
Thoughts zoomed through his mind in hyper speed.
When Alex walked in he got to his feet, taking an involuntary step
towards his Death.
“Sit down Seishiro”
Seishiro sat down, looked down as well trying to calm his nerves and put
an order into the flood of questions he wanted to ask Alex. “Subaru-kun isn’t
well, is he?” he finally asked, surprised to find himself choking on his words
with worry and love.
Alex sat down on the chair opposite to where Seishiro sat on his cot. “He
had a nervous breakdown” he told Seishiro of everything that Subaru did and
said while he was gone.
Seishiro looked down again after hanging a hungry for information eye in
Alex. He was about to cry but he held himself firmly in check.
“Seishiro….don’t worry about it. I have Subaru covered; his friends will
look after him when I’m not around until the trial tomorrow. You just say all
the facts in the trial and if those two are anything of good Justice this will
end quickly and easily without anyone getting hurt”
There was a silence, Seishiro still kept his eyes on the floor, Alex
scanned Seishiro for a new perspective of the man; Seishiro the emotion filled.
“He doesn’t deserve it….” Seishiro’s voice
came out crooked and low “The whole stress of it…” now it was soaked with
choked tears “He doesn’t deserve me…he’s too good…I’ve done him enough damage
in our life together….” A single tear fell on the cold floor from a single
functioning eye.
“Don’t be silly, he’s the only thing you have and you’re the only thing
he has. You complete each other. The only one who should say if you’re a
murderer or not is Subaru and he forgave you, didn’t he?”
Seishiro finally raised his face with a little smile to Death. “Alex,
take care of him for me”
Alex could only stare at the onmyouji and nod a little bit to assure
him.
***********************
After a series of nightmares about lost ceremonial bead necklaces and huge,
looming sakura trees in bloom, Subaru shook himself from sleep.
He noted he had a fever and felt very weak. He was not alone in his
room, Sorata, Arashi, and Yuzuriha sat on chairs they brought from the other rooms.
Karen sat on the bed with her back to him. Outside his door he could hear the muffled
talking of voices he recognized as Yutu and Seiichiro.
Alex must have brought him here when he fainted after crying so much.
Now he was sick, sick with worry…..about Seishiro ….
“SEISHIRO – SAN!!!!” Subaru jerked up to sit on the bed
and started squirming out of it, quickly grabbed by his nearby friends.
Downstairs, where they sat at the living room table to look at some
documents towards several of tomorrow’s trials, Kamui and Fuma heard the
scream. They both found it quite disturbing but tried to get their minds back on
the task before them.
Kamui tried as hard as he could to brush away the memory of himself
inside his heart talking to Subaru who suffered and bled to get him out of
there.
Upstairs Sorata and Karen fought their best, each holding one of
Subaru’s arms, to get the onmyouji to stay in bed instead of sprinting out of
it as they suspected he might try.
They’ve never seen him like this; the usual stoic and silent Subaru now
looked so panicked and frantic that he was on a verge of insanity.
His eyes were dilated, darting frantically around the room. His hands
shook violently while the rest of his body shook a little less. He had a fever
and a thin sheet of sweat covered his face as he struggled against his comrades.
“Let me go! Let me go!!!! Seishiro-san, they took him away you
don’t understand let me go!!!! Seishiro-san!!!!!”
“Please Subaru AAA!” Sorata let go of the arm he was holding after the onmyouji
managed to draw an ofuda with it and cut his face a little on his right cheek.
He leaped backwards from the bed leaving only Karen with the struggle. He
hissed silently, letting Arashi check the wound.
“Pleased Subaru-san relax, please” Yuzuriha
grabbed the loose hand that started squirming in the air madly. She released
the ofuda from the death grip it was held in and caressed the gentle palm holding
it. She had tears in her eyes as she looked deeply into Subaru’s half crazed
ones.
For a moment Subaru seemed to relax and lean backwards. Karen even left his
other arm alone, placing it by his side. She dug into her dress’s pocket and
pulled out one of Spike’s cigarettes “You want one?” she offered it to Subaru,
lighting it already.
There was a small reprimanding shriek from Yuzuriha but she was quickly
silenced by Sorata laying a calming hand on her shoulder. Subaru needed this.
For a few moments Subaru was completely silent and still, smoking his
cigarette and even managing to calm his wild shaking so that he can smoke it
properly. He stared off into space, his mind obviously feverishly working out
something about what is happening to him. His other hand that wasn’t holding
the cigarette was still shaking.
Yuzuriha walked to the window and opened it to let in some fresh air and
let the stifling smoke out. She stayed there as close to the clear air as
possible.
“Where’s Alex?” his voice was still shaking the sentence was broken here
and there by tears welling up choking Subaru.
“He went to talk to Sakurazuka-san. Don’t worry Subaru-san” Sorata sat
down on the bed by Subaru “you’re amongst your friends now”
For a second Subaru’s eyes started jutting from one place to another as
his thoughts reached high speed again. “My friends….” He mumbled angrily.
The next moment he was on his feet, out of the bed and storming
downstairs. The Seals in the room and the two men outside the door didn’t get
the chance to stop him.
Subaru shot down the stairs, about to go out to the yard, to the ruined
staircase and on to the rooftop when he noticed Kamui and Fuma sitting in the
living room.
He ran up to them placing himself powerfully in front of them “HOW
DARE YOU?!” he screamed in their faces.
Justice raised alarmed faces at the onmyouji before them.
That wasn’t enough for him, he walked to Kamui’s
side and grabbed the younger teen by his shirt collar, lifting him face to face
and a little above the floor. “HOW DARE YOU KAMUI?! AFTER ALL I’VE DONE
FOR YOU?!” he screamed right into Kamui’s
face.
All Kamui could do was stare frightened at Subaru, he never saw him like
this and he never expected such a reaction from him.
“Please calm down Sumeragi-san it’s….” Fuma stood up about to release
Kamui from the grip when a pair of fiery green eyes met his.
“And you!” Subaru spat at Fuma “how dare you put
someone on trial for murder when you have blood on you own hands! And your
sister’s too!”
Fuma froze on his spot, lowered his eyes and sat down again. For a moment
there Kamui kicked his boyfriend mentally for being such a pushover.
His mind was taken off of it when the arms that held him in the air
started shaking violently.
The Seals from his room now ran down the stairs and ran up to Subaru.
Seiichiro grabbed him from behind while Karen and Sorata slowly loosened his
grip on Kamui’s collar finger by finger, each a
struggle in itself.
Finally they managed to pry Subaru a little away from Kamui.
The boy stumbled a few steps away frightened.
Subaru kept struggling with his capturers, still glaring madly at Kamui
and Fuma in turns. He was huffing and puffing, fighting his fever and his
already faint condition.
“Subaru-san you have to understand….” Yutu tried reasoning over a deaf
man.
In the whole mess no one noticed the front door opening and Alex coming
in.
“Calm down Subaru” the calm voice ordered him strictly.
Subaru stiffened in the arms of the Seals holding him. His eyes were
glowing turquoise, his expression blank. He stopped struggling and suddenly
limped completely, falling towards the ground. If it wasn’t for the three
holding him he’d drop to the floor like a cast away doll.
Kamui looked at the total control Alex had on Subaru even in his state
and found it a bit alarming.
“I thought I told you to make sure he doesn’t leave his bed” Alex glared
at Sorata and Karen in turns. He loosened their grips on Subaru and took the onmyouji
in his arms again.
Sorata and Karen mouthed a little bit.
“I thought I told you to give him the sedatives if he starts freaking
out” he was reprimanding them harshly now.
They bowed in unison and apologized.
Alex mumbled something that sounded like “Damn stupid Japanese manners…”
Kamui watched from the side, amazed at the great care for Subaru from
Alex’s behalf and at the man’s complete ignoring of his presence.
“Give me a glass of water” Alex aimed that order at Yuzuriha who was the
only one who wasn’t doing anything or looking guilty enough. She ran off and
came back with a glass of water looking apologetically at Alex as he took the
glass from her.
He placed Subaru back on his feet and placed the glass in his hand. “Take
this pill Subaru” he handed him one of the pills from Karen’s hand.
Without a word or even an expression of disagreement, Subaru did as he
was told. He seemed in a trance, completely cut off of reality, as if
hypnotized.
“Good, now go up to your bed and don’t wake up until I’ll wake you”
Subaru did as he as told, walking normally if not a bit mechanically.
Alex sent a small glare at Kamui and Fuma, finally paying them some
attention. “I hope you know what you’re doing” he said coldly, not referring specifically
to any of them.
Without waiting for an answer he walked to the kitchen and prepared a
plate full of food for Subaru then walked up to the onmyouji’ room to feed him.
***************************
Later that evening Victoria
came to visit Yuzuriha. She said Alex dismissed her from the patrol so that she
could stay with her friend for a little while.
She joined the house inhabitants in the living room where they sat to
brood silently after Kamui and Fuma left for their room.
“I hope they won’t do anything drastic to Sakurazuka-san, it’ll disturb
me a lot. Those two are a very good couple, there’s no reason to stop it like that”
Yutu only noticed the glares sent at him after he finished his sentence. He
brushed most of them off, taking only Seiichiro’s in.
“The thing you should all really worry about is Alex and nothing else” Victoria
suddenly spoke up after huddling with Yuzuriha on the two seats sofa relatively
away from the rest of the group.
“Why?” Arashi sent a little dismissing glare at the vampire as she said
that. She was feeling safe sitting between Sorata’s
legs with his arms wrapped around her crossing on her belly.
Victoria straightened her
red gaze directly at the young woman “Because he is very caring towards his
creatures and he will do all that he can to protect them, to keep them happy
and safe. When we’re talking about Alex’s abilities ‘all he can do’ is a lot
and most dangerous, especially towards anyone who seeks to hurt his creatures.
Alex cares for his creatures more then he cares for himself” she let her gaze
pass between every pair of eyes that looked at her.
A heavy silence lay on the room afterwards.
*************************
Seishiro watched the sun rise through the little window in his cell. He
didn’t mind the screen of green fire obscuring and altering the colors of the
event before him that much, his thoughts were somewhere else.
When the Noters from the court came to take him he was after shaving
carefully, brushing his teeth, combing his hair and smoothing his suit to a
perfect condition. He will not appear before those two brats and anyone
watching the trial as a caught – in – the –act criminal shocked and ruffled by
his imprisoning, he will be dignified.
With his head high he walked calmly by the Noters, who cuffed him this
time.
When he walked into the hall to the stand where the defendants stood he
took a little while to scan the hall before him quickly before turning his
attention to Justice.
Before him stood the podium, containing Justice’s desk and a small seat
for the registrar. Kamui and Fuma sat there, wearing their black cloaks looking
directly at him. It was a battle between a set of frozen neutral stares behind
which powerful emotional storms roared.
To both his sides were rows on rows of seats for those who wished to see
the trial. Today the hall was mostly empty besides his familiars inhabiting the
front rows in the seats to his left.
He saw the Seals and Harbingers moving a bit uncomfortably after waiting
so long for his trial to start amongst the others that day.
Subaru was sitting between Alex and Yutu; both held him in check
shooting their eyes to him from time to time to check on him physically.
Subaru looked awful, Seishiro lingered his eyes on his lover, his
emotions rising to a new peak. He was pale and shaking, looking sick and
worried. There were bags under his eyes, reddened by tears.
Alex sat by Subaru sending reassuring stares at Seishiro, he nodded a
little towards him thanking him and acknowledging the reassuring look.
His handcuffs were removed so that he will not be brought to judgment in
handcuffs. On both his sides four Noters stood, two on each side, in case he
might try something funny. There was no need for them; Seishiro intended to go
through this trial smoothly without any arguments.
He only wished to finish this as quickly as possible so that Subaru
won’t suffer too much stress; it already looked like it was killing him.
The trials Justice held were made rather shortly since Justice needed no
lawyers to convince them of the defendant’s innocence or guilt. They need only
to look at him and see if he is a criminal or not.
“Sakurazuka Seishiro, is that your name?” Fuma was usually the one to
make the formal announcements.
“Yes”
Kamui now spoke, trying to contain his glaring “You are hereby accused
of mass murder which you committed during the seventeen years (1) you acted as
Sakurazukamori. What do you say of your charges?”.
In his mind’s eye, he still saw Seishiro on a rock in a maboroshi,
smirking at him trying to hold on to Kotori as she hung from his hand and
claiming that if he keeps protecting her he will be open to any attacks he’ll
send towards him.
Seishiro was taken by surprise by that knowledge. No one, he thought,
knew such specific and exact details about him “I admit them. They were a part
of my duty as Sakurazukamori”
Subaru was grabbed again from both sides as he jerked to try and stand
up. He was starting to shake again, gritting his teeth. He seemed as if his
eyes were going to pop out of his head.
Since this morning Subaru was in and out of affect of the sedatives he
was given. He was either too fuzzy or sad to say anything or try anything
stupid, or too completely consumed by his depression. Only as they neared the
court did he start shaking and becoming restless again.
Now he was whimpering, begging Seishiro to say something in his defense.
The two men at his sides and his friends sitting on the row behind him tried
soothing him and shushing him.
The Noters who sat on the bench with them hushed them politely at first
then a little more stubbornly.
“Do you admit to the murder of your own mother in order to inherit the
position of the Sakurazukamori?”
‘This isn’t a simple trial’ was the thought that ran through both Alex
and Seishiro’s minds. Both realized that Justice was
trying to either justify their actions to their audience or make a big show of
strength out of it.
“It was under her command. She told me I will become Sakurazukamori like
that from the beginning of my training. Killing the Sakurazukamori is the only way
to receive upon you the duty, even if you are an ordinary citizen and no way
near the Japanese Onmyouji clans.”
There was a little silence as Justice exchanged a few words between
them.
Subaru calmed down a little in his seat. So far Seishiro was giving good
answers to the questions given to him, answers that will clearly and logically
clean him of all charges.
“In what age did you start training?” Fuma frowned a little, leaning
forward on the desk. He weaved his fingers together and leaned his head on them
under his upper lip.
Kamui sat rigidly and stared at Seishiro coldly.
“Since I was five years old (2)”
Alex gritted his teeth “Why isn’t he telling them about the spell they
put on him to keep him emotions locked in the Sakura so he’ll never be able to
feel guilt? Why isn’t he telling them what a Sakurazukamori is there for? Why
isn’t he defending himself?!” he quickly kicked himself mentally for saying
that out where Subaru could hear him.
“So since you were five years old you were taught how to kill innocent
people?” Kamui spat out coldly “Were you also trained to track down other onmyoujis
and make bets with them to play with their emotions?” the venom was oozing from
his voice.
Seishiro didn’t react one bit. He was keeping his calm appearance so not
to satisfy the bloodthirsty younger judge.
“That is mine to decide…..” Subaru managed to mutter loud enough to be
heard. He was grabbed a little harsher on both sides.
The Noter on their row crouched over by them talking to Alex who was obviously
the one responsible “If he keeps it up we’ll have to get him out of court” he
hissed.
He received a glare from Alex and a crazier stare from Subaru who
quickly held himself in check.
Seishiro remained silent passing the message through his silence.
“Did you find it absolutely necessary to kill the spoken onmyoujis
sister who came to you to offer herself. She wasn’t
your victim yet you still killed her when you could have dismissed her and
carry out the bet as it was agreed”
“They’re trying to pose him as a monster; they’re not giving him a real
trial. They’re making a show out of this!” Alex was hissing, making the people
around him grumble and whisper loudly.
Subaru remained calm, he had his inner truth about those events, his truth was the ultimate one when it came to what happened
there. There’s nothing anybody can say about whether Seishiro is guilty or not
but Subaru himself. With that calmness he brushed off what Justice was trying
to raise in him.
“Answer the question please” Fuma leaned back on his seat after another
long silence from Seishiro.
“I believe that was not as much as a question as it was an accusation,
and since I’ve already admitted all my charges, which include Hokuto-chan’s death, I thought it isn’t necessary to answer it”
Seishiro tried hard not to snigger.
They were trying to humiliate him but he had a few things to say
himself.
Justice didn’t answer, merely consulted a little between themselves with Kamui obviously having the lead of the
discussion.
Finally they stopped and returned their attention to the defendant
before them.
“Sakurazuka Seishiro, you are hereby found guilty on all charges held
against you”
Alex and Yutu felt the muscles under their grip reaching a new level of
tension and strengthened their grip. Yutu’s hands
started to ach but he dismissed it under the circumstances.
“Do you have anything to say before we give you your verdict?”
“No”
“Very well. We sentence you to death…”
A wave a gasps and woe calls swapped through the hall. Subaru shot to
his feet nearly taking Yutu and Alex with him. “WHAT?!” he nearly
flung himself over the bar separating the audience from the court itself with
the swing of his movements. He was grabbed more violently now by more then the
two men.
Kamui, who was the one reading out the verdicts merely
glanced shortly, dismissively, at Subaru and the glaring Alex. He went on, his
tone rising to override the noise in the hall. “The execution will be held
tomorrow morning. The trial is over”
Fuma took the little hammer on their desk and gave a little bang with it, rising from his seat with Kamui “Court is closed for
lunch break” he placed his hand on Kamui back pushing him lightly through the
doorway leading away from the mess in the court.
Seishiro hung loving sorry eyes at his lover in the short time he had
before the Noters gently pushed him towards his own booth’s exit.
His lover was in panic screaming his lungs out “YOU CAN’T DO
THIS!!!!! SEISHIRO-SAAAAAAN!!!!!” he was silenced quickly by Alex
taking his control away from him again and sending him into a thoughtless trance.
“Take him to his bed and wait for me to get there before you do
anything” Alex ordered Yutu and Sorata who now grabbed Subaru.
“Are you going to talk to them about it?” Sorata let go of Subaru’s arm,
which he powerfully held to as he noted the onmyouji wasn’t fighting anymore.
Alex drew a deep breath through his teeth “Yes, and they better listen”
This time no one, not even Arashi tried to say anything against or in
doubt of it. They were all too shocked to see the mock trial before them and
poor Subaru’s reactions to it.
********************************
Alex waited until the trials were over and Justice will exit through the
back door in the hall. He sat on a rock sunk in thoughts.
He sat in his armor and his wings out, that’s the outfit he found
himself in a lot lately, even off of patrol. Only when he was in his room did
he remove them. The least he did was to unfold his wings and place his long
black cape instead. But not now, this was important.
Justice walked out of the door, immediately noticing Alex on the rock.
“Ah, Death, there was something we did want to talk to you about” Fuma
walked a few steps towards Alex, talking like it was nothing special.
Kamui almost reached out to stop him, he was amazed at how much Fuma can
be brave when you don’t need it.
“No shit” Alex finally raised his eyes to glare at Fuma. He stood up
walking a little between the two of them.
Noting that Alex was getting a little nearer Kamui then he was, Fuma
walked to stand a little behind Kamui.
“We think you might be able to help us with the execution, you know, with
you being Death and him being a Man of Death and all”
If he wasn’t busy glaring back at Alex Kamui would have found a nice wall
to bang his head against.
Alex merely smiled a little, still glaring at Fuma who by now started to
lose his confidence.
“Damn right he is a Man of Death. And as such no one but me is
entitled to deal with him in any way, certainly not sentence his death”
“We are Justice” now Kamui was talking, his tone venomous again “and he
is a criminal, no one but us should give him any sentence at all. He was proved
guilty in a court of Justice”
“You call that a trial?!” Alex took a little unintentional step forward,
his hand instinctively jerking towards his sword “You humiliated him, you didn’t
even give him a proper standard trial, you didn’t even listen to all he had to
say, didn’t hear all the fact! His emotions were bound to the Sakura so that he
won’t feel guilty when he’s….”
“There’s no need to state any facts Alex!” Kamui almost shouted as he
cut Alex’s speech to an end “We are Justice and we know all the evidence and
facts when we merely look at the defendant. That man is guilty, face it!
He’s guilty and he will be executed tomorrow!”
There was an almost explosive tension between the two forces of destiny
as Alex fought to calm himself from charging at them right there and then.
Instead he took another deep breath to calm himself.
“Justice” he finally said, sounding very formal “I’m warning you once
and I won’t repeat myself. Seishiro is a Man of Death; he is under my
jurisdiction and my jurisdiction alone!
“If you will try to execute this to the end you will start a war between
Death and Justice. You are hereby warned” and with that he turned and left, his
now appearing cape waving behind him dramatically.
He left Kamui and Fuma behind, holding hands in the nearing evening’s
growing chill.
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(1) from other fics I
learnt that Seishiro became a Sakurazukamori around the age of sixteen and
since in TB he was 25 which was in 1991 and 1999 is eight years later I
calculated it as 17 years of yummy souls for tree-san.
(2) I think I read that too in some other fic,
correct me if I’m wrong.
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