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The Saiyuki Chronicles - Tsuki Chapter COMPLETE	By : Sungirl763 Category: Gensomaden Saiyuki > Het - Male/Female Views: 785 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Gensomaden Saiyuki nor the characters from it. I also do not make any kind of money from writing this story. See A/N in each ch. for additional disclaimers.

Chapter List
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Word count 1,414
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Tsuki entered her abode, making sure to secure the doors behind her as she made her way back to the main room. The sun had already disappeared over the horizon, giving the evening sky an array of blue and deep purple hues on what was a more eventful day than initially planned. She was exhausted having to tap into so much of her energy when she wasn’t fully charged to prior to the excursion.
The feeling of weakness and fatigue reminded her of that last mission when she was still in Heaven...
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Following the leads provided by her uncle: the traitorous being would be seen near the meadow bordering the mountains, about 100 kilometers from where she would meet with Homura.
Focusing back to the mission at hand, Tsuki made sure to keep low, patiently waiting for her target. Her movements were quiet and undetectable to the nearby wildlife. She enjoyed the sight of a wild doe grazing nearby while she waited. The clouds passed over, briefly blocking the moon before illuminating the field before her.
At that moment, she saw a shadow shifting in her peripheral. Tsuki stayed in position, carefully removing her power limiters. Removing her mother’s power limiters was always an interesting experience as she became hyperaware of her senses. She could feel and hear each leaf rustling against each other and even feel and hear the water which steadily flowed in far off streams. It was like she was connected to everything. Her nails elongated into sharpened points as her ears grew.
Her eyes sharpened as she spotted the cloaked figure along the edge of the meadow in the distance, picking at some herbs. The figure looked around as if they were waiting for somebody. Tsuki slowly reached over her shoulder, pulling her banishing rifle in front of her and took aim at the cloaked figure who was still ignorant of her presence. After lining up her shot, Tsuki fired off a single round. Tsuki bit her lip, holding back an outburst brought on by the sudden onset of depleting energy. She fell forward, struggling to reattach her power limiters while keeping eyes on her mark.
Upon impact, the qi bullet burst against the cloaked figure as it became rigid before falling limp. Tsuki let out an exerted breath, fatigued as she lethargically pushed the gun back over her shoulder. After catching her breath, Tsuki slowly rose to her feet, stumbling as she approached the body. She kept her distance, watching for several moments to ensure the target wasn’t conscious.
She made it a point to never see the faces of her targets if she could help it. Friend or foe, none of that mattered; what was important was the mission. She couldn’t afford to be distracted by emotional attachments to her targets. Satisfied when she could not sense a life force or hint of consciousness from the body, Tsuki straightened herself and began traveling to where she was to meet with Homura.
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Exhaustion weighed heavily on Tsuki’s body as she made her way to a stream, washing any debris from her face and hands and adjusting her hair to look presentable. She still had a ways to go, but the cool water felt good and rejuvenated her resolve.
When Tsuki finally arrived to the wide open field, she saw Homura standing by his lonesome, his back to her as the flowers swayed under the moonlight. Tsuki began to pick up her feet, making her way towards Homura at a faster pace as a gust of wind carried the scent of the flowers. She froze at the sight of a woman standing up from within the flowers.
Tsuki hunched low to the ground, squinting her eyes to try and make out who the figure was. The woman plucked a flower from the bundle in her arms and placed it in Homura’s hair, giggling at the sight. Homura tenderly smiled at her and grasped her hand before pulling her in close, embracing the woman with one arm.
“Rinrei...”
The heaviness Tsuki had felt after using her gun washed over her body once more, having no idea that the two had feelings for each other. Tsuki stared at Homura woefully, wanting to reach out to him and tell him she had feelings for him too.
“If...if it weren’t for the mission,” she thought, “I could have gotten here sooner.” Tsuki eyed Rinrei, the feeling wasn’t that of betrayal. She was happy, but what was this other emotion? Envy? Jealousy? The weight of heartache was a new feeling for Tsuki.
“Is this what mother felt?” Tsuki took one more mournful look at Homura, a smile pulling at the corner of his lips, and she retreated back to Heaven.
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Days passed and Tsuki refrained from seeing Homura and Rinrei during their usual meet-ups. She was sure it was going to draw suspicion from them, but she still didn’t have the courage to meet with Rinrei knowing they both were in love with Homura. Her pride had been damaged and, while she didn’t understand why, Tsuki felt embarrassed that she hadn’t realized Rinrei’s feelings sooner. How could she have? The two never talked about such things.
During this time, her mother’s health took a turn for the worse. The doctors informed Tsuki her mother had slipped into a coma-like state and that she was forbidden from seeing her mother while they attempted to revive her. These moments were delicate and crucial as the doctors said it seemed like her mother was struggling to survive.
As the hours passed, Tsuki sought comfort from her uncle, something he always offered during such hard times. She didn’t have anyone else. Sure she had Rinrei and Homura, but the people she trusted above all others were her mother and uncle.
The head doctor exited her mother’s room. Tsuki looked up at him, hopeful for good news, but he shook his head. Tsuki burst into tears, the loss of her mother overwhelming her as her uncle took Tsuki into his arms, gently consoling her for her loss.
After a formal cremation ceremony was held, Tsuki regressed back to her time before having met Rinrei and Homura. She kept to herself, determined not to fall like her mother and diligently trained to keep her mind sharp.
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Tsuki made her way over to an island on the far side of the main room, setting down her water skins and pouch. She unlatched her cloak and she reached into the bag pulling out the scripture. She smiled, feeling satisfaction knowing the battle in the desert ended with her victory. She looked down at the outfit as suggested by Naneko. The fabric was damaged and torn in some areas, the stitching coming loose along the edges.
Tsuki clicked her tongue, both disappointed but somewhat relieved that the garment had been damaged. She could only imagine the rant the succubus would go on if she were to come across the results of the desert battle. Her mind began to buzz as she processed the fight with Dokugakuji. Her heart began to race when she remembered his face during certain parts of their fight.
Was...was he blushing? Her mind snapped to her aerial attack and when she landed. Tsuki let out a loud audible gasp. She cursed out loud, her voice violently bouncing off the hallowed walls as she felt a strange pit in her stomach. She was embarrassed, but there was something else. What was it? She suddenly felt light as a gentle tingle spread throughout her chest.
Tsuki shook her head, trying to rid the thoughts and feelings. She firmed her grip on the scroll, her hand over her heart which was still pounding rapidly. With new determination to calm herself, Tsuki headed to her room to shower.
Tightly latching the door behind her, Tsuki made her way over to her bed and tossed the scroll on her bed, watching as it bounced and dove in between some of the decorative pillows. Tsuki gestured to all of her plants as a greeting that their caretaker was home and in turn, they swayed their leaves to her in response. The night was calm, and seeing her plants reflected that calmness helped ease her mind from the day’s events.
She turned to her vanity mirror, looking over herself in her tattered outfit. She clicked her tongue and turned to her closet to discard the clothing and change into her robe to shower.
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