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Sweet Decay
By Eline
Disclaimer: This is fan fiction, based on commercially created and copyrighted characters and scenarios. There is no money being made off this fic.
Warning: This fic is yaoi.
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It began one day in Heaven. One day that was no different from any other in the prefect realm of the gods.
Perfection. The ennui of the gods. Attainable through the millennia of unchanging, unceasing boredom. Muche the the tamed wilderness in the Heavenly courts.
Perfectly pruned shrubs, kept out of the way of the footpaths under the trees--which were in full bloom, of course. How could it be otherwise when the Dowager was holding a tea party in the middle of the artfully crafted grove to celebrate the talents of her handmaids?
Quite a few would have killed just to be included on the guest list. The immortals gathered there were supposed to be privileged. Privileged to hear a coterie of Heavenly maidens strum the shamisen and the zither. The honour of watching the Dowager's tea ceremony. The opportunity to start reciting flattering poetry in front of the venerable immortal.
Well, that sort of thing was for those with invitations . . .
Homura had felt no inclination to shift himself from the spot he had been occupying since morning when he had seen the gathering of immortals. No one would come across him here in this secluded nook in the grove of evergreens. This particular stand of trees was not nearly as well tended as the other neat shrubs and its imperfection had made it seem a little more welcoming than the others.
And the prince took a small measure of pleasure in observing the foolish and the sycophantic while they were unaware of his presence. While he was not a scholar or particularly fond of the arts, some of the poetry was really quite bad and the lady playing the zither should have tuned her instrument a little more carefully. Or perhaps it was just due to sweaty palms . . .
It was almost like some comical play, but his initial amusement was wearing off, replaced by irritation at the inanity of it all.
He was not of their kind. He was half-mortal and therefore a hybrid and a forbidden one at that. He would not *be* one oem.Homura prudently left the grove before Konzen could find his tongue again, dodged several servitors and made his way out of the gardens swiftly. All in all, it had been a boring day. Except for that look on Konzen's face . . .
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Which was not the same as the expression of scornful boredom Genjo Sanzo wore, but the undercurrent of anger was there. While Konzen had been quick-tempered and eternally irate, Sanzo fairly smouldered with banked rage.
A kind of rage that bubbled through to the surface at times like this. When his bullets had proved useless against the three kamis, and his three followers were unable to keep up . . .
And Homura had merely been testing their mettle in a pitiful excuse for a skirmish.
He signalled Zenon and Shien to disengage, knowing that they could be relied upon to keep their power in check at times like this.
"We'll meet again, Konzen." That was a promise.
Sanzo's snarled curse was the last thing they heard as they teleported away.
"Homura, I do not understand. Is this baiting really necessary for Son Goku's development? We could have taken them easily," Shien said when they were back at the Tower.
"All in good time," Homura replied placidly.
"I think you just like playing with them," Zenon said bluntly.
Homura bared his teeth in what could have been a smile. "But you must admit that they're rather fun to play with . . ."
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