Ghost Monk
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Category:
Gravitation › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
27
Views:
4,074
Reviews:
13
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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You Want My Hands ….. Where?!
Disclaimer: Nobody in the Gravitation universe belongs to me. I claim no kinship whatsoever and sing Maki Murakami\'s praises. The only thing I\'m getting out of writing these is sick sadistic pleasure out of making the character\'s lives even more difficult.
Ghost Monk
By: Zemia
Chapter 24 – “You Want My Hands ….. Where?!”
Twenty minutes later found Tohma situated on the balcony, out of sight from the Uesugi brothers. He had an earbud in place, listening through the audio devices that K had set up in the apartment prior to Eiri moving in. Settling down to listen for the moment, Tohma expected to hear something interesting. It WAS Eiri and Tatsuha after all. There was never enough dirt he could dig up on his brother-in-laws.
The sounds of rustling filtered through, indicating that the earpiece was working properly. Why are they so quiet?! Tohma quelled the urge to look into the room, knowing Eiri hated using curtains and he’d be spotted immediately.
A few moments later, Eiri growled, “This is fucking bullshit!”
“Aniki, you need to do this precisely!” Tatsuha snarled back, his tone reprimanding his older brother for the lack of control. “If you don’t, it won’t fucking work!”
A muttered curse answered him before another exasperated question came from the novelist. “Why does my hand have to be THERE for it to work!?”
“Because it does! Now stop squirming!” Tatsuha countered, fiddling with something that caused more rustling noises. “This is hard to deal with as it is, since it’s so goddamned big!”
Wide-eyed, Tohma couldn’t help but lean over slightly to peek into the room and find out where Eiri’s hand was being placed that caused him to be so pissed off. The elder Uesugi’s right hand was even with his mouth and nose, palm facing left; the other hand faced outward from his body, even with his crotch. He was wearing the traditional monk robes, which Tatsuha was fiddling with and apparently the source of the rustling noises. “Remind me to have another chat in the Shrine when this is all done.”
Laughing now, Tatsuha instructed Eiri to turn his hands at a forty-five degree angle, causing onlookers to believe that Eiri was going to cup himself. “Why? They didn’t really help you all that much last time, did they?”
Grumbling, Eiri did as he was told, fighting the urge to move his hand in a thoroughly unproductive way, such as hitting Tatsuha. The boy was taking way too much enjoyment from his discomfort. “This had better work. I’m positive that one of the perverted bastards hanging out at the Shrine came up with this. I wouldn’t put it past the one that told me he wanted Shuichi when I was there.”
“Well, we’ll never know until you get around to asking them.” Tatsuha said, starting to circle his brother and bringing him around to face the window.
Tohma pulled back away from the window when his younger brother-in-law turned in his direction. The motion caught the dark-haired teen’s attention, and he looked over at the window. “What was that?”
“What was what? Probably a bird.” Eiri jerked his elbow, catching Tatsuha in the ribs with it while maintaining his hands’ positions. “Can we hurry the fuck up so I can get my damned life back?”
“Yeah, yeah. Sorry. Bitchy much?” Tatsuha muttered, finally turning back to his brother and finishing with the robe. “Honestly, how did you get by without learning the exorcism chant?”
“Sat through it and ignored the old geezer.” Eiri readily admitted, shrugging briefly before following another of Tatsuha’s steps. “I was probably thinking of the chick I’d fucked the night before. How much longer is this!?” Growing increasingly cranky, Eiri was more than ready to call it quits for the day. Only the memory of Kitazawa in his bed spurred him onwards.
Tatsuha corrected one more stance then did the last motion for his brother to follow. “This is the last thing, but you have to practice it over and over until it becomes second nature. If you don’t, you’ll probably screw up during the real thing and run the risk of NEVER getting rid of the ghost.” Smirking at his brother’s suddenly queasy expression, he asked with thorough amusement, “Bet you wish you’d paid attention and learned it now, huh Aniki?”
“……..” The scowl written across Eiri’s face said it all. Shaking his arms out, he slid back into the first stance. “Bitch hadn’t even been worth the time to daydream about.” With a sigh, the slender fingers ran through deep bangs, as he asked, “Is this all we do?”
“Well yeah, but now that you have that down ok, we go through the actual chant that goes with the movements. Training, chi and psychic building….” Tatsuha replied, sounding a lot like a teacher instructing an errant pupil. “It takes years of constant practice and dedication to maintain it.”
The blonde grumbled since he’d heard those same words from their father just under a week ago. Was it really only a few days?! Years? Did Tatsuha just say ‘years’!? Fuck. With a sigh, he glanced at Tatsuha over his shoulder, asking softly, “And for me?”
Tatsuha paused in his inspection, one arm crossed over his chest while the other stroked his chin lightly. Staring into Eiri’s face for a long moment, he then flashed a wicked smirk at him. “Well Aniki… I suppose you’re going to have to play your ‘Stubborn Bastard’ card for all it’s worth and pray that it’s enough.”
Tohma’s eyes widened as he realized what they were discussing, as well as what it meant. Eiri really was seeing ghosts! Or, at least he thought that he was seeing ghosts. Perhaps it was another symptom of the young man’s fragile mental condition. If it was, Tohma needed to get is beloved Eiri to the doctors right away for testing and possible treatment. Stepping into the corner of the balcony, he waved his hand and grabbed the rope ladder when it drifted down to him a moment later. Swiftly climbing into the helicopter, he nodded to K and dialed Mika’s number, knowing that she would have to be informed. They were going to need information from her father regarding the novelist’s time at the Shrine prior to their arrival. “Hello, Mika? Yes, I know, I’m in the helicopter, my apologies. It’s about Eiri ….”
TBC
Ghost Monk
By: Zemia
Chapter 24 – “You Want My Hands ….. Where?!”
Twenty minutes later found Tohma situated on the balcony, out of sight from the Uesugi brothers. He had an earbud in place, listening through the audio devices that K had set up in the apartment prior to Eiri moving in. Settling down to listen for the moment, Tohma expected to hear something interesting. It WAS Eiri and Tatsuha after all. There was never enough dirt he could dig up on his brother-in-laws.
The sounds of rustling filtered through, indicating that the earpiece was working properly. Why are they so quiet?! Tohma quelled the urge to look into the room, knowing Eiri hated using curtains and he’d be spotted immediately.
A few moments later, Eiri growled, “This is fucking bullshit!”
“Aniki, you need to do this precisely!” Tatsuha snarled back, his tone reprimanding his older brother for the lack of control. “If you don’t, it won’t fucking work!”
A muttered curse answered him before another exasperated question came from the novelist. “Why does my hand have to be THERE for it to work!?”
“Because it does! Now stop squirming!” Tatsuha countered, fiddling with something that caused more rustling noises. “This is hard to deal with as it is, since it’s so goddamned big!”
Wide-eyed, Tohma couldn’t help but lean over slightly to peek into the room and find out where Eiri’s hand was being placed that caused him to be so pissed off. The elder Uesugi’s right hand was even with his mouth and nose, palm facing left; the other hand faced outward from his body, even with his crotch. He was wearing the traditional monk robes, which Tatsuha was fiddling with and apparently the source of the rustling noises. “Remind me to have another chat in the Shrine when this is all done.”
Laughing now, Tatsuha instructed Eiri to turn his hands at a forty-five degree angle, causing onlookers to believe that Eiri was going to cup himself. “Why? They didn’t really help you all that much last time, did they?”
Grumbling, Eiri did as he was told, fighting the urge to move his hand in a thoroughly unproductive way, such as hitting Tatsuha. The boy was taking way too much enjoyment from his discomfort. “This had better work. I’m positive that one of the perverted bastards hanging out at the Shrine came up with this. I wouldn’t put it past the one that told me he wanted Shuichi when I was there.”
“Well, we’ll never know until you get around to asking them.” Tatsuha said, starting to circle his brother and bringing him around to face the window.
Tohma pulled back away from the window when his younger brother-in-law turned in his direction. The motion caught the dark-haired teen’s attention, and he looked over at the window. “What was that?”
“What was what? Probably a bird.” Eiri jerked his elbow, catching Tatsuha in the ribs with it while maintaining his hands’ positions. “Can we hurry the fuck up so I can get my damned life back?”
“Yeah, yeah. Sorry. Bitchy much?” Tatsuha muttered, finally turning back to his brother and finishing with the robe. “Honestly, how did you get by without learning the exorcism chant?”
“Sat through it and ignored the old geezer.” Eiri readily admitted, shrugging briefly before following another of Tatsuha’s steps. “I was probably thinking of the chick I’d fucked the night before. How much longer is this!?” Growing increasingly cranky, Eiri was more than ready to call it quits for the day. Only the memory of Kitazawa in his bed spurred him onwards.
Tatsuha corrected one more stance then did the last motion for his brother to follow. “This is the last thing, but you have to practice it over and over until it becomes second nature. If you don’t, you’ll probably screw up during the real thing and run the risk of NEVER getting rid of the ghost.” Smirking at his brother’s suddenly queasy expression, he asked with thorough amusement, “Bet you wish you’d paid attention and learned it now, huh Aniki?”
“……..” The scowl written across Eiri’s face said it all. Shaking his arms out, he slid back into the first stance. “Bitch hadn’t even been worth the time to daydream about.” With a sigh, the slender fingers ran through deep bangs, as he asked, “Is this all we do?”
“Well yeah, but now that you have that down ok, we go through the actual chant that goes with the movements. Training, chi and psychic building….” Tatsuha replied, sounding a lot like a teacher instructing an errant pupil. “It takes years of constant practice and dedication to maintain it.”
The blonde grumbled since he’d heard those same words from their father just under a week ago. Was it really only a few days?! Years? Did Tatsuha just say ‘years’!? Fuck. With a sigh, he glanced at Tatsuha over his shoulder, asking softly, “And for me?”
Tatsuha paused in his inspection, one arm crossed over his chest while the other stroked his chin lightly. Staring into Eiri’s face for a long moment, he then flashed a wicked smirk at him. “Well Aniki… I suppose you’re going to have to play your ‘Stubborn Bastard’ card for all it’s worth and pray that it’s enough.”
Tohma’s eyes widened as he realized what they were discussing, as well as what it meant. Eiri really was seeing ghosts! Or, at least he thought that he was seeing ghosts. Perhaps it was another symptom of the young man’s fragile mental condition. If it was, Tohma needed to get is beloved Eiri to the doctors right away for testing and possible treatment. Stepping into the corner of the balcony, he waved his hand and grabbed the rope ladder when it drifted down to him a moment later. Swiftly climbing into the helicopter, he nodded to K and dialed Mika’s number, knowing that she would have to be informed. They were going to need information from her father regarding the novelist’s time at the Shrine prior to their arrival. “Hello, Mika? Yes, I know, I’m in the helicopter, my apologies. It’s about Eiri ….”
TBC