I hope this is alright to post here. It's smutty but there is a plot!
Zakuro looked at the letter again. The handwriting seemed to be Lady Gyokumen Koushu’s but the characters were different somehow. Lighter, perhaps. More flowing than the usual bold characters. And the tone of the letter was different, too. More gentle and not as harsh. He read the letter again.
“Zakuro, I have tried overlooking your past mistakes in your dealings with Priest Sanzo and his party. This latest fiasco is the breaking point. You let them slip through your fingers without a fight.
I received information that you have decided to join them. This will not be tolerated! With your youkai talent of illusion, you are a powerful ally to us and I cannot let you join their side.
I demand your presence at Hotou Castle at once!
Lady Gyokumen Koushu”
Zakuro crumpled the letter in his fist. His hands shook with rage at this latest letter from that bitch. He really hated her but he knew that if the youkai were to take over this world, he would have to be on her side. He hung his head, his lavender hair covering his face, his bright jade eyes looking at the ground.
This day was quickly going from bad to worse. His morning had started out somewhat all right, but quickly spiraled down from there. He had spent the night in a small village, sleeping in a huge tree. He would have liked to have slept at the nice inn, but he had lost his wallet with his card in it. He had tried using his talent of creating illusions to convince the manager to let him stay but the man wouldn’t pay attention to him, so Zakuro couldn’t get the guy to look into his eyes. He did manage to steal a worn blanket so he was at least a little warm during the cool night.
The bright morning sun woke him, it’s rays streaming into the branches, it’s gentle warmth on his face. He had turned his face towards the warmth and promptly lost his balance, falling over 10 feet until he managed to grab onto a branch. That shook the tree and woke up the birds…the thousands of black crows that must have found him during the night. He hated those fucking things. Ni Jianyi had those damn things following him everywhere, reporting back to Hotou castle on his activities.
Swinging his long legs, Zakuro finally managed to hook one over the branch and pull himself up. He sat on the thick branch, catching his breath. Peering over, he judged that he was probably no more than 10 feet from the ground. Maybe if he scooted towards the end of the branch, he could bend it enough so he wouldn’t have that far to fall.
Before he could move, a single black crow landed on the thin, twisted, leafy branches at the end of the branch he was sitting on. He glared at it, cursing the bird in his mind. Another crow joined the first, and then another and another until it seemed the whole murder of crows were perched on the branch he was sitting on.
“Shoo!” Letting go of the branch with his hands, Zakuro swung his arms wide, thinking to scare the birds off. They stayed where they were. Narrowing his jade eyes at the crows, he inched out towards the end of the branch. He tried shooing them again, but the crows wouldn’t move.
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ninetydegrees
Tie me up, tie me down part 1
on 2007-11-17 03:23 pm (UTC)Zakuro looked at the letter again. The handwriting seemed to be Lady Gyokumen Koushu’s but the characters were different somehow. Lighter, perhaps. More flowing than the usual bold characters. And the tone of the letter was different, too. More gentle and not as harsh. He read the letter again.
“Zakuro, I have tried overlooking your past mistakes in your dealings with Priest Sanzo and his party. This latest fiasco is the breaking point. You let them slip through your fingers without a fight.
I received information that you have decided to join them. This will not be tolerated! With your youkai talent of illusion, you are a powerful ally to us and I cannot let you join their side.
I demand your presence at Hotou Castle at once!
Lady Gyokumen Koushu”
Zakuro crumpled the letter in his fist. His hands shook with rage at this latest letter from that bitch. He really hated her but he knew that if the youkai were to take over this world, he would have to be on her side. He hung his head, his lavender hair covering his face, his bright jade eyes looking at the ground.
This day was quickly going from bad to worse. His morning had started out somewhat all right, but quickly spiraled down from there. He had spent the night in a small village, sleeping in a huge tree. He would have liked to have slept at the nice inn, but he had lost his wallet with his card in it. He had tried using his talent of creating illusions to convince the manager to let him stay but the man wouldn’t pay attention to him, so Zakuro couldn’t get the guy to look into his eyes. He did manage to steal a worn blanket so he was at least a little warm during the cool night.
The bright morning sun woke him, it’s rays streaming into the branches, it’s gentle warmth on his face. He had turned his face towards the warmth and promptly lost his balance, falling over 10 feet until he managed to grab onto a branch. That shook the tree and woke up the birds…the thousands of black crows that must have found him during the night. He hated those fucking things. Ni Jianyi had those damn things following him everywhere, reporting back to Hotou castle on his activities.
Swinging his long legs, Zakuro finally managed to hook one over the branch and pull himself up. He sat on the thick branch, catching his breath. Peering over, he judged that he was probably no more than 10 feet from the ground. Maybe if he scooted towards the end of the branch, he could bend it enough so he wouldn’t have that far to fall.
Before he could move, a single black crow landed on the thin, twisted, leafy branches at the end of the branch he was sitting on. He glared at it, cursing the bird in his mind. Another crow joined the first, and then another and another until it seemed the whole murder of crows were perched on the branch he was sitting on.
“Shoo!” Letting go of the branch with his hands, Zakuro swung his arms wide, thinking to scare the birds off. They stayed where they were. Narrowing his jade eyes at the crows, he inched out towards the end of the branch. He tried shooing them again, but the crows wouldn’t move.
CRACK!