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Terazuma stumbled and gasped for air as he finally reached solid ground,
feeling cold, shaky and momentarily blinded by the sun that shone brightly
in the familiar sky. With a hiss, he straightened and forced his body under
his command.
The Black One curled up, still shaken by the jump, and he sent a silent
thanks toward his shikigami.
Well done, cat. You did it.
And hopefully the anti-virus was what they needed.
Looking around, he got his bearings, then set of toward Sohryu's palace.
He was sure someone had picked up his arrival and would come to see what
had happened.
Until then he would make his way to GensouKai's center.
° ° °
Sohryu was livid – and that was a mild word for it. The dragon's eyes
were on fire as he looked at the shinigami who had managed to get into
his realm despite closing the Gates.
"What are you doing here?" he thundered.
Terazuma met the rage calmly. Just looking at the pale, haggard form
told him how close to the edge his lover was. Like death warmed over, he
thought, pained. Oh, Sohryu...
Whatever kept him functioning, it was nothing more than willpower. Sheer
willpower.
"Watari knows what's happening to Touda and he thinks he can stop it."
"He thinks?"
Terazuma held up the silver disc, encased in a slim case. "Touda contracted
a computer virus not unlike the one that Watari's computer had. This is
the anti-virus, fit for a shikigami."
"Touda is not a computer!" Sohryu snapped.
"No, he isn't, but you live in a virtual world and Touda works with
the main system quite often. Watari got his virus from interacting with
GensouKai throughout the construction of the Key. He believes that wherever
it came from, it also got through your firewalls and into Touda. He's using
the visor to enter the virtual world of the database, right? He was easy
prey."
Sohryu glared at him, then snatched the disc from Terazuma's fingers.
"You're welcome," the shinigami muttered.
The expression in his lover's eyes told him that their ‘discussion'
wasn't over yet.
° ° °
Tenkuu had had no other choice than to let their leader enter, despite
his quarantine orders, but the possibility of a cure could not be ignored.
Sohryu had strode through the corridors until he had been met by Kochin,
who would take care to deliver the hoped-for cure.
There was no time to analyze the anti-virus, though she did her best.
Since Rikugo was by now non-stop supplying their dying friend with life
energy, the job had fallen to her. She had briefly run it through the main
computer. It looked safe enough to use.
"How can we administer this?" she asked.
Rikugo's onyx eyes blinked several times, as if he tried to clear his
thoughts.
"It's an algorithm," he whispered, voice barely above a whisper. "Touda
must have been infected while using the visor, interfacing with the network.
We need the visor, hook it up to one of the terminals, then use the same
path of entry the virus did."
Tenkuu rumbled softly. "Hold on."
And then everything shifted. Kochin gave a gasp of surprise as the whole
room they were in was lowered into the very basement where all the computer
machinery resided.
"Thank you, Tenkuu," she called and hurried over to the interface terminal
where the visor in question lay.
Kochin had never done this before and she followed Tenkuu's instructions
as to how to hook the dying serpent up. She then entered the algorithm
into the system.
Kochin kept her fingers crossed and prayed to the Powers that this would
help. If not... they were lost. Forever. Touda's death and the resulting
death of Tsuzuki Asato would undo what balance and stability had been reached
in the past decades.
Holding her breath, she hit the ‘Enter' key. Then her dark eyes fell
on Rikugo. The astrologer looked terrible; even worse than Sohryu. He had
lost weight and he was fading along with Touda.
"Rikugo," she whispered, touching his blond head. "I injected the anti-virus."
"Yes," he rasped. "I know."
And he wouldn't stop until he felt the anti-dote kick in.
She stroked over his head once more, nodding. The musician glanced at
the second watcher. Byakko, exhausted, pale, close to a complete breakdown
as well, just shot her a hopeful look. She smiled calmly. The young God
hadn't left his partner for a minute.
So many depended on Touda's survival – many individuals and in the end
a whole realm as well.
° ° °
Sohryu had delivered the anti-virus and then turned on his heels, striding
out the Palace to deal with one certain person, a shinigami by the name
of Terazuma Hajime. Temper boiling, anger rising with every step, he didn't
even try to rein in his emotions. On top of what had happened to Touda,
to Tsuzuki and what was going to happen to his home realm, he now had to
deal with the presence of Terazuma here.
Here, where everything was coming down around them. Here, where there
would soon be only death.
His lover was still back at his palace, watching the bustle of servants
in the main room from a hidden corner. When the dragon entered, the servants
bowing as he passed, the red eyes met blue-gray ones that could have been
made of ice. Whatever his personal servants might have wanted to bring
to his attention, no one approached Sohryu as he crossed the room and disappeared
inside his private office, his lover following him silently.
As the door closed behind them, Sohryu turned.
"I delivered the anti-virus to Rikugo," he said calmly.
"Great. So... any news?"
"No. It will take a while. That means we have time... Now we talk."
Terazuma leaned back, shrugging. "About what?"
"You coming back, for example?"
Another shrug. "I had a delivery to make."
"There was a reason why I closed down GensouKai!" Sohryu snarled.
"And there's a reason why I came back. It was the only way to get the
anti-dote to Touda."
Sohryu growled softly. "We don't know if it will work! You were taking
a foolish risk, Hajime!"
"No, I was doing all I could to save lives, you stubborn dragon! Would
you have wanted us to sit tight and mourn over what might have been?" Terazuma
snapped, anger now rising. "Watari had a possible anti-dote and it had
to be tried!"
"So if it fails, you just go back and try again? Not damned likely!"
"Maybe not, but maybe I can! Maybe my shikigami hasn't reached the limit
yet!"
Reptilian eyes flared. "He has!" was the hiss. "GensouKai is too far
from your home to ever reach it. You are effectively trapped."
"So what?" Terazuma demanded.
Sohryu stared at him. "Don't you understand? You will be here forever!
Trapped!"
"And don't you understand that maybe it was my choice?!"
"To die?"
"Is that all you can think of?" Terazuma yelled, red eyes bright with
fury. "Dying? Death? The end? Don't you have a little hope, or faith in
Watari? The anti-virus might work! We can save Touda and Tsuzuki! Do you
want your friend and also your master to die?"
Sohryu snarled again, advancing on Terazuma like an avenging angel.
"I would never want to harm Tsuzuki!" he whispered harshly. "Never!"
"Then why do you act like you have already given up instead of doing
everything in your power to help him live?" Terazuma shot back.
A tremor went through the tall frame and suddenly a fist connected with
the wall next to Terazuma.
"I have not given up, shinigami," Sohryu answered roughly, just barely
holding on to his temper. "I will never give up on Tsuzuki, or on Touda.
He is my master. He means the world to me. Don't accuse me of cowardice
concerning him!"
Terazuma got right into his face, voice soft, level, cold. "Then stop
accusing me of the same, dragon!"
Sohryu glared at him, then finally moved away, each step measured.
"What now?" Terazuma demanded as the shikigami wordlessly walked to
the office door, apparently leaving.
"I can hardly send you back," was the cold reply. "You will stay here."
"Thank you very much." Terazuma put enough acid into his voice to etch
through steel with ease. "I'll try to enjoy myself."
Sohryu stiffened, then just resumed his way and slammed the door shut
after himself as he left the office. His temper was flaring, his aura was
snapping and crackling around him, and the servants scurried out of the
way, looking at their master with frightened eyes.
He didn't care one little bit.
tbc...
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