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Dreamscape	By : sakurazukamori6 Category: +M to R > Mirage of Blaze Views: 18142 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/n: The thing about Kagetora and Takaya is that they�re the same soul. Well it�s Kagetora�s soul, but the fact is that when Kagetora came into the real Takaya�s body, without his memories, he took on the characteristic traits that the real Takaya�if he hadn�t been forced out of his body� I think would have come to possess. I completely believe that a person�s environment changes them, and even though it�s Kagetora�s soul, he�s no longer really Kagetora. He�s Takaya, because his environment, growing up with an abusive father made him completely abrasive and very independent. He�s quite a change from how he used to be in the Sengoku period. Each reincarnation was probably different. I know you guys know this, but I�d like to make that distinction with this fic. It�s Takaya and not Kagetora that Naoe has the relationship with. Of course I understand that it isn�t all of Takaya, since Takaya has memories and those memories subconsciously move him, even though he says they don�t, especially in the way he fights. Maybe I�d like to see it as 95 percent Takaya and 5 percent Kagetora, if that makes a lick of sense. God MOB is so confusing.
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He limped back towards the area where he had left Naoe and the other twin, and when he arrived, he had walked in on the sight of Naoe, one of his hands around the creature�s neck as he squeezed and simultaneously pressed its back into a wooden post, watching it thrash around in his grasp as he questioned it. He heard it screech and snarl, but no discernable answer came from its white lips.

Naoe didn�t seem to like the response he was getting so far and the thing paid for it with fingers crushing into his windpipe. A strangled cry erupting from its mouth and Naoe would not relinquish his hold until either the creature�s stubbornness abated or his neck did.

�Cut it out.� He had walked into Naoe�s line of sight then and Naoe, wide-eyed flinched at the sight of him and the gaping wound on his shoulder. Naoe made a motion, like he wanted to come towards him, his worry making him forget all about the unfortunate creature.

�Hold him still, but don�t choke the fucker to death.� He walked over to Naoe, his fingers still clutching his bloody shoulder and as he came up to Naoe�s side, he made eye contact with the remaining twin. He held up a piece of paper, one of the gohei he had snatched from a statue in the rock garden, pinched between his bloody fingernails as he shook it at the creature. �This is the only remaining piece of paper in this whole temple.� Takaya said and he knew he had the upper hand and he was going to milk it for all it was worth. �I bet you want it.� Takaya threw out flippantly and the creature�s red eyes followed it with a covetous gaze. Takaya smiled at it, a gesture that was full of disdain and disgust. �I killed your brother, but I�m willing to let you go if you can verify some things for me.�

Takaya was ruthless in combat, just like Kagetora had been. It was something that hadn�t changed. He was still merciless and clever, but Takaya seemed to show his enjoyment more on his face whenever he had overpowered an enemy. A sadistic side that liked to crush ants under his feet and pluck the wings off of butterflies, unlike Kagetora that would rather crush his enemies quickly and not dally a second longer in the blood he had shed.

�All you have to do is nod for me when I ask you a question and you get to keep your head.�

The creature stared blankly at him and then closed its eyes in acquiesce, waiting patiently for the axe to drop.

�Nobunaga�s involved with all this, and I�m willing to bet that Ranmaru was the one to summon you guys down here.�

The creature didn�t open its eyes, but only shook its head in affirmation.

�Okay, he summoned you guys down here as some sort of distraction for us, right? So we wouldn�t notice what was going on. Ranmaru wants to summon up Nobunaga while we fuck around with you guys. I�m right, aren�t I?�

The creature shook its head again in affirmation.

�Heh, I�m pretty good at this. Well three times the charm.� Takaya dangled the paper in front of the creature teasingly, cruelly and Naoe could almost feel sympathy with the pinned ghost. �Ranmaru, for a summon to work needed a lot of time and you and your brother have been providing that for him by getting us to chase you around. And if I remember right to perform a summon of Nobunaga�s caliber you need spiritual sites.� Naoe knew that this wasn�t Takaya�s knowledge at work here, but Kagetora�s. The boy whenever he was in the midst of battle, his memory seemed to come back to him, his mind seemed to finally find a focus whenever he gazed at the color of blood, smelled it�s iron tincture in the air. Takaya wasn�t conscious of this interplay, of this intricate unlock and locking system that his mind had conceived for his seemingly dual existence. It was maybe best this way. It surely kept the boy in the leader position that he so valued and more importantly it also kept him alive.

Takaya continued on in an airy, condescending tone, �Spiritual sites that link up with the summoned. Am I right?�

The creature nodded its head as if the act was killing him.

Takaya grinned. �Okay then, now all you have to do is answer one question for me, since I�ve been doing all the talking so far.� Takaya regarded the creature with a demeaning quip of the mouth, �Where�s the channeling sight going to be?�

Takaya again dangled the piece of paper in front of the creature and it snarled at him.

�None of that, you know how easy it would be for me to kill you right now.� Takaya placed a hand on Naoe�s arm, the same hand that was holding the creature aloft and Naoe without really thinking about it, squeezed his fingers around the neck under his palm.

�Answer the question.� Takaya said again, more forcefully this time and when Naoe loosened up his hold, the creature sputtered out, �Honno-ji�the old site of Honno-ji in Kyoto.�

Naoe dropped the creature, not out of feelings that this was over and the creature had served its purpose, but because he had been surprised by what it had just said. Takaya not caring about the thing anymore, now that he�d gotten his answer, threw the piece of paper out, let the wind take a hold of it and in a blink of an eye, the creature was gone, along with the piece of paper.

Takaya�s hand went back to inspect the wound on his shoulder. He didn�t say anything, and turning around he began to make his way towards the sliding doors that they had taken to get to this part of the temple.

Naoe went after him and noticing how shallow his breathing was, he offered to carry him.

Takaya had suddenly looked at him like he had lost his mind.

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Walking down the stone temple steps that had been used to climb up to this abandoned site an hour ago, Naoe made sure he had a good and secure hold on Takaya.

�I feel like a moron.� Takaya said, his hands pressed against Naoe�s chest and trying to find some balance while the man carried him.

�You could have just ridden piggy back.� Naoe offered in appeasement and Takaya fired back, �I�m not a five year old girl so I don�t think so.�

Naoe laughed and continued to carry conversation, because he wanted Takaya to remain conscious. He had lost a lot of blood and it would worry him if Takaya were quiet.

�Does it hurt anywhere else?� Naoe asked, as he studied the shoulder that was lightly touching his own, some blood escaping through the makeshift bandage of Naoe�s torn jacket.

�No, I�m fine.� Takaya said, slightly embarrassed. He looked up at the Possessor, who�s face was only inches away from his own and then looked back down, �Quit babyin� me already,� and despite his words Takaya had ducked his head down and was now laying it against Naoe�s chest and closing his eyes.

�Well then, who will baby you?� Naoe responded and he didn�t like how Takaya was breathing or how pale his skin looked.

�No one thankfully.� Takaya flinched awake as he found himself nodding off and without removing his head from the chest that was currently serving the functions of a pillow he looked up into the Possessor�s face again. �I�m a big boy.� He answered drowsily.

�When you can legally consume liquor, I�ll consider it.� Naoe said, and he knew that would immediately wake Takaya out of his stupor.

�Go to hell.� Takaya said, without the usual bite as he unconsciously rubbed his cheek against a warm spot of soft cloth that was Naoe shirt. Naoe wondered distractingly if there was ever a person who�s actions and words were anymore contradictory than Takaya�s. He thought about it for a while and came to the conclusion that there probably wasn�t.

Naoe carefully hefting the boy in his arms and securing his hold, walked down the last steps, taking the grassy path that would lead him to his parked car.

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Takaya might say otherwise, but he knew the boy liked being fussed over. What human being didn�t?

He�d made soup for him and Takaya had grimaced and pouted about not being able to raise his right hand. Naoe had offered to feed him, but Takaya had pouted grumpily some more and said if Naoe came near him with a spoon, he�d stab him in the eye with it.

So in favor of self-survival, he wasn�t going to go near Takaya with any type of eating utensil, but he did go near him with bandages and ointment.

The wound was healing quickly and Naoe knew that within a day it would be gone. Possessors had abnormal healing time, the spiritual energy coursing through their body like blood the very essence that sealed up the cuts and wounds caused on their mortal shells.

He�d called Haruie and Chiaki about what had generally happened and now he was waiting for them to get over here, so he could further explain what the situation had escalated to.

It hadn�t taken long for their arrival, the pair letting themselves in as Naoe could hear who he supposed was Haruie crashing through his poor house, the thoughtful steps of Chiaki right behind her. Haruie, sliding open the door, immediately threw herself at Takaya.

�Oh you poor baby.� She cooed and Takaya horrified at the estrogen machine that was Haruie tried to push her away.

�Don�t be like that. You know how worried I get when you�re hurt.�

�Why are you such a crazy bitch?� Takaya said, as he was still trying to get out of Haruie�s insistent hold and it was tough to do so with only one good arm. Haruie and Chiaki could immediately discern from the exchange that Takaya�s injuries weren�t serious.

Chiaki, making himself comfortable, sat on the mats and looked around the room. �It�s been a while since I set foot in this house.� He said almost nostalgically, but everyone knew that Chiaki wasn�t capable of that emotion, so they all guessed his tone was tipping more in the direction of bored observation.

�Why haven�t you sold this place already?� Haruie asked, as she�d gotten a hold of the spoon that Takaya had been threatening her with. She was suddenly making annoying whizzing sounds as she tried to spoon-feed him.

Naoe answered her calmly, even over the ensuing death threats of �gimme back my spoon, crazy bitch� and �why aren�t you giving me back my spoon, crazy skank?�

�Then where would I conduct my priestly duties?�

Takaya no longer fussing for his spoon--since Haruie had a mean grip--snorted so loudly you�d almost think the soup that Haruie was forcefully spoon-feeding him had gone down the wrong tube. �Worst priest I ever met.�

Haruie and Chiaki, who were sort of in agreement, but not wanting to let Naoe know that corruptible morals weren�t being questioned, stayed quiet. Naoe was a very good priest when it came to the routines and processes of spiritualism. He had a calming disposition about him, and he was very knowledgeable and wise and could lend all those things to the people who came to him for help. He was very efficient and his business like manner had greatly helped in the aspect of aiding, since he didn�t procrastinate and always looked for plausible, straight solutions that even his clients�however the nonbeliever�could have faith and understanding in. He was very good at speaking to people. Naoe was very good at many things.

The only thing that was diametrically opposed to his priesthood and his position was to be blunt, Takaya and the relationship he had with the boy. It wasn�t the homosexuality that was frowned upon, but how Naoe went about the relationship. He wasn�t into holding back; he�d made that known loud and clear when it came to Takaya. He was quick to give into temptation with anything concerning Takaya and any immediate pleasure he could garner from the situation. He was deeply rooted in his lust for the boy, didn�t try to remedy it and when Takaya denied him, he didn�t understand that it was Takaya�s right to do so.

He had little comprehension of anything that was in the circle that encompassed Takaya and his opinions on those things were always to an extremity, never in between. With Takaya he didn�t have moderation and that sometimes leaked over into other tendencies, tendencies of his normal life, even how hard he tried to separate the two.

He was domineering and sharp tongued when something wasn�t exactly going his way, but he was passive with smaller things, things that actually mattered on a whole to a relationship. Like conversation and clearance of such issues.

If Naoe didn�t have Takaya clouding his mind all the time, he would have made an excellent priest, a perfect priest, but as it stood now�

�You should just move in permanently into your apartment. You�ve had that job for almost a year now. I think you should just chuck this old place and settle down there.� Haruie said, and Naoe wondering if everyone felt that way turned to Chiaki. The man was pouring himself a cup of tea and when he noticed Naoe�s eyes on him, he said, �Sure, why not. Use the inheritance money from this place to buy yourself a hotel or something. I duh know. You really are rolling in the dough. I don�t think the ancestors would mind too much if you gave up on this place.�

Naoe frowned. �It�s not that simple. I use this place as cover and it�s a good location for spiritual healing.� He looked at Takaya�s wounds to demonstrate his point, even though he knew the boy was a fast healer, it still helped a lot to be in an environment that didn�t block, but encouraged chi paths.

�This place gives me the creeps.� Takaya said bluntly and without any remorse. �It has all these little dark corners and turns. I guess I can understand why Naoe likes it so much, since he�s just as creepy.�

Naoe thought that Takaya certainly had a�way with words.

Chiaki and Haruie supposed this was one reason they favored Takaya over Kagetora, because the boy didn�t mind telling people what he liked and he didn�t like. Kagetora had been a lot quieter with his opinions and very passive when it came to the people around him. It was the very reason he had dutifully accepted being passed around like a trophy piece during the great wars.

Naoe, clearing his throat chose to move on as he had called Chiaki and Haruie here with a purpose in mind.

Chiaki, sensing the subject change put down his tea and asked, �So Nobunaga?�

�Ranmaru is planning to summon him to the site of Honno-ji temple.�

Chiaki a little surprised by that asked, �Really? Are you sure?�

Takaya, not understanding what all the damn shock was over the site, asked �Why are you so surprised? All we gotta do is take the Tozai line and we�ll reach Shiyakusho-mae station. Not that hard.� Takaya said flippantly.

�Are you an idiot?� Chiaki asked and he wasn�t expecting an answer. �We�re not talking about the rebuilt Honno-ji temple. We�re talking about the old one. The first site, the one that was burned down to the ground, the one where Nobunaga committed forced seppuka.�

Takaya rolled his eyes, �Geez, bug up your butt lately.�

�Explain to your wife what I�m talking about,� Chiaki said to Naoe, past exasperated with Takaya�s wisecracks.

�Wife?� Takaya asked and narrowed his eyes when Naoe turned to him and started to actually explain.

�We�re all just a bit surprised by the site. Usually when you pick a channeling site it has to be spiritually pure. There was a massive fire that burned down Honno-ji temple, many were killed and the site reeks of blood. It has a very volatile essence and it doesn�t seem like a very good idea to have a spiritual base that�s so imbalanced to perform an already difficult summoning.

�Tch, Ranmaru�s not so smart then.� Takaya said.

�He�s smarter than you.� Chiaki responded. �Even through the impurities, that site is a mesh of energy and power. That�s why it�s so hard to tame. But the major factor for choosing the site was the fact that Nobunaga had passed away there. It will be a good beacon to call him back and he being such a damn war monger, it�ll be easier to draw him by blood.�

�Then shouldn�t we be shitting ourselves right now?� Takaya really hated to point it out to these guys, but if Nobunaga came down here, didn�t that mean big trouble.

�Yes, we really should be.� Chiaki said lightly. �I don�t like how any of this is set up, especially since Yuzuru still has that damn seed in his forehead. I can�t even try to remove it. Not if I don�t want to trigger any of Yuzuru�s latent powers.

�That would suck a lot.� Takaya said, feeling sorry for his innocent friend and how his normal life was being dragged into stupid Feudal Underworld business. Saori if she heard would rip him a new one.

�Right now, the only thing we can do is move out tomorrow. We can�t give them anymore time and if I know Ranmaru, he�ll figure us out as soon as we show ourselves and speed up the ceremony.
A thought struck Takaya, �Hey, I�m actually curious. I�ve never seen Nobunaga and I wonder if he�s like all those textbooks say.� Takaya said, wondering what it would be like to actually meet someone that famous.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at him.

�Bad idea Takaya. I don�t think you want to meet this guy. He really, really, really doesn�t like you.� Haruie shook her head and crossed her hands in an X-shape displaying just how bad an idea it was to want to meet Nobunaga face to face.

�Stupid, bad idea. Sometimes I wonder if you�re using your head or just keeping it there for ornamentation.� Chiaki said with his usual brittleness.

�And sometimes I wonder if you really want me to punch you in the face.� Takaya shot back as Naoe was putting his hand on Takaya�s shoulder�the good one�and advising the boy against his request. �If you see Nobunaga tomorrow, we�ve practically failed in our mission. We can�t let him be summoned back and we�ll have to do everything in our power to stop that ceremony.� In all the time that Naoe said this, there was a dangerous glint in his eye, something that spoke of the past and Takaya felt compelled to ask him why he was so tense when he spoke of Nobunaga.
He remembers what power Ranmaru has. He remembers the absorption seal he had used on them while they were exorcising ghosts in the school, when Naoe had thrown himself in front of him and taken those shards of glass in the back for him. Naoe and the others had talked about something like this happening thirty years ago and it was thirty years ago that the whole Minako fiasco had started. It was when he had lost all his memories, or had sealed them away for the obvious purpose of forgetting it all. However he had never been given the specifics about Nobunaga�s role in the whole thing. Naoe had told him it had happened thirty years ago, when he kept harassing the man about a specific date, since his visions of Minako were in clothes that didn�t look all that foreign to him. Why did Minako�s rape and Nobunaga�s death coincide around the same time?

Naoe had said the rape had happened because he was desperate and he had�needed a body. He had said Kagetora was near death, but he had never said why he was near death.

�Naoe?� Takaya said under his breath since he didn�t want Haruie or Chiaki intruding on this conversation.

�Mmhh?� Naoe asked quietly.

�Why is it that Nobunaga�s death and Minako�s�� even with the clearing up of such matters, it was still very hard to talk about, �um�why is it that both happened thirty years ago?�

Naoe lifted his hand to brush some stray hairs out of Takaya�s face and then when he noticed that Haruie was seemingly absorbed in conversation with Chiaki, he answered, �The battle with Nobunaga had weakened your soul and had caused irreparable damage to your host body. Nobunaga had also been hurt severely in that battle, but even so he had chased after us when we had retreated, he was that determined to kill you. It was at that point that I had�taken Minako�s body��

Takaya rested his hand on Naoe�s arm to stop the man from continuing on. He didn�t need to hear it said. He knew what Naoe was going to say.

Under the table, Naoe�s hand was seeking out his own and when he�d found it, he�d clasped his warm hand around his and gave it a brief squeeze, Takaya�s own hand squeezing back, his thumb passing over the back of Naoe�s hand in silent answering.

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A/n: So this chapter was short and kind of pointless, but hey, I�m short and pointless. I also threw in my own logic for the whole Nobunaga �summoning� thing. I have no idea exactly how that would work, so yeah�made something up. Sorry for the late posting time, but I�ve been really busy. I�ll try to get the next chapter out on time, but damn, I feel swamped.
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