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Shades and Shadow	By : Macx Category: Descendents of Darkness/Yami No Matsuei > General Views: 3504 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Descendants of Darkness (Yami no Matsuei), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Shades and Shadow
- 2-part 2
- 3-part 3
- 4-part 4
- 5-part 5
- 6-part 6
- 7-part 7
- 8-part 8
- 9-part 9
- 10-part 10
- 11-part 11
- 12-part 12
- 13-part 13
- 14-part 14
- 15-part 15
- 16-part 16
- 17-part 17
- 18-part 18
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No one stopped them when Byakko landed in his palace's court yard.
His servants hurried to aide them, but Tsuzuki waved them off. Determination
and anger warred on the young face and Byakko only nodded at his staff
that it was okay. Leading the way, he walked to his bedroom. For him it
was his inner sanctum, the safest place. He helped Tsuzuki lay the unresponsive
shikigami onto the fresh sheets, pained by the lifeless nature, the acrid
smell of blood and pain.

Touda didn't deserve this. He had done nothing wrong. It had been a
misunderstanding. But everyone had shunned him and no one had tried to
hold him back when he had left. Byakko faulted himself for that, just like
he did the others.

But now was not the time for blame. He had a patient, a guest, to attend
to, and he had a masterobeyobey.

Tsuzuki undressed Touda with sure, quick moves, the black clothes ending
up on the floor of the bedroom. They were useless now, torn and dirty.
He didn't care what happened to them. His worry mounted as he saw the deep
wound that crossed Touda's muscular chest, a chest he had seen before.

Not just in your dreams, part of him whispered rationally. You freed
him from prison and he wasn't wearing a lot.

He smiled dimly at the memory. Yes, so true.

Now he saw a terrible wound, dirty, crusted, and all he could do was
stare at it in horror for a few seconds. It was deep, down to the bone
of his ribs� running across his chest and abdomen. Such pain� such horrible
pain. Not just the blisters and sunburn and the sword wound, but also the
loneliness. It was the worst. Loneliness.

"He hasn't healed," he whispered. "You heal!"

Agitated eyes fell on Byakko, who was just as anxious as his master.

"Yes, we do," the tiger replied, voice so small still. "But� he didn't
take care of himself. Just look at the clothes, at how thin he is�"

Now he sounded truly horrified.

And Tsuzuki could see the signs of malnourishment, how the shikigami
had lost weight. It was so truly human, it frightened him. Shikigami were
not supposed to starve themselves to death, to just crawl into a corner
of the desert and die from lack of food, water, and blood loss. >"Ge>"Get Rikugo," he whispered.

"He might not be happy about�" Byakko started, then winced back at
the openly hostile look.

"I don't care!" Tsuzuki spat. "Tell him it's an order. Get him here!"

Byakko's tail was close to ending up between his legs, curling around
one leg in clear submission. He hurried off without a word.

Tsuzuki felt himsstart tot to tremble with rage at what had happened
in the weeks he had not come to GensouKai. How could his shikigami have
done that? Even when he had freed Touda from his eternal prison they hadn't
treated him like this!

"My fault," he whispered, stroking over the burned, blistered face.
�I�m so sorry. So very, very sorry.�

Surprisingly steady fingers started to undo the visor and he winced
as he saw the bruises on the reddened skin. Touda's eyes were closed; he
was still unconscious. Tsuzuki walked into the bathroom and wet down some
towels. He proceeded to cool his shikigami a little and when a soft moan
escaped Touda, he soothingly ran a hand over the black hair.

Rikugo arrived not much later, looking drawn between complete anger
and the need to obey his master. He was carrying his medical supplies and
when he saw the serpent on the bed, his features froze, eyes ablaze in
something akin to outrage.

Tsuzuki just rose from where he had sat with his injured friend, eyes
hard, features set. He stood between the two shikigami, radiating a warning
no one could ignore.

"Not a word, Rikugo," he said, voice so even, it was more of a threat
than any loud words could have ever been. "Treat him."

Rikugo bowed his head once, then wordlessly set to work. It took some
time for the astrologer to clean out the amount of dirt that had collected
in the deep wound, and Touda whimpered once or twice, but he never woke.
Tsuzuki stayed at his side, holding one limp hand, speaking softly, reassuringly.

Two hours later the dirt had been washed away and stitches that would
help the abused flesh heal had been applied. Rikugo looked concerned, blood
on his sleeves, staining his hands, and his face was slightly more pale.

When he was finally done, he kept his eyes downcast, clearly submissive
just like Byakko.

"His wounds have been cleaned. Should you require help tonight�"

"I'll call for you. Thank you."

Tsuzuki didn't have the strength to deal with Rikugo now. Too much
was happening and Touda required all his attention and efforts.

When the astrologer had left, Tsuzuki settled down on the bed again,
Byakko's bed, he realized, and stroked over Touda's hair. There was a soft
murmur and the fire shikigami curled closer to him, instinctively seeking
his presence in his sleep. Tsuzuki smiled tenderly, loo looked up.

What he saw made his heart ache. Byakko sat on the couch, legs drawn
up, arms and tail wrapped around them, and his large eyes held such misery,
it pulled at Tsuzuki's heart. He had treated his friend with as much hostility
as he had the others, as they had treated Touda. Byakko was his best friend,
his first shikigami, and someone he trusted implicitly. He had always defended
him in battles, had followed his calls, had done whatever he had requested,
even silly little things.

"Byakko�"

The tiger winced a little and seemed to duck, make himself even smaller.
His eyes were downcast, his head bowed.

Submission.

No!

Tsuzuki rose abruptly, but before he was at his friend's side, the
shikigami had slid onto the ground, kneeling on one knee, head still bowed.

"No!" Tsuzuki cried, emotions breaking free at the sight. "No, Byakko,
don't!"

He fell to his knees and did what came first to his mind. He flung
his arms around the slender man in front of him, toppling them over. Byakko
fell against the couch, his arms automatically coming around his master,
keeping him safe, cushioning him.

"Don't do this, Byakko. Don't!" Tsuzuki begged. "I don't want it!"

He was kneeling in front of the stunned, seated wind shikigami and
his hands framed the startled face.

"Don't, Byakko," he repeated. "Never do this again!"

"But� you�"

Tsuzuki shook his head fraallyally. "No! It's an order! And don't call
me master! I hate this!"

"Tsuzuki? But� if you don't� I mean� you had Touda kneel," Byakko stammered.
"You left him kneeling�"

Tsuzuki felt his heart miss a beat. That moment had occurred weeks
ago�

"You saw?" he whispered, horrified.

A nod.

"I� I was angry, Byakko. So very angry. I told him not to kneel, I
actually screamed it at him, but� I just left him there. It was my fault."

Tsuzuki felt tears rise inside him and it hurt.

Byakko's warm touch, his hands on his face and neck, made him long
for the peaceful times that seemed to be an unreachable part of his past
now.

"No. Don't blame yourself, Tsuzuki. We all made mistakes. But� I don't
understand."

Byakko's voice was so soft, so unsure, and Tsuzuki realized the tiger
had no clue what had happened, what his role had been, even though it had
only beedreadream role.

"Why do you hat?" t?" the shikigami asked with a tremor in his voice.

"I don't hate you!" Tsuzuki blurted and sat back abruptly, horri.
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