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A scene that didn't make it into Interregnum 6 - but I'm still tempted to re-add it even now...
Sei-chan appeared worn on the way to the house door, though he stubbornly refused to show it. Sumeragi seemed worried, given the way he trailed a step behind as if to catch him if necessary.
"Fool." Yue manifested beside them, grabbing Sei-chan under the arm.
"Begone," Sei-chan growled and Yue drew on the Sakura's powers to overrule the command.
Sei-chan was cold to the touch, as far as Yue could tell, and his heartbeat was too slow. Yue shook his head. The Sakura had healed the body, but replacing spilled blood and lost ch'i was impossible. The Tree merely kept the body alive until blood and ch'i had been rebuilt. It wasn't the same as being fit and about in a moment. Far from it. Seishiro was aware of that -- at least theoretically -- but he showed a frightening attitude to ignore the consequences and the Sumeragi was totally oblivious.
"Open the door," he told Sumeragi. "I can pass through. He can't."
Yue knew that the Tree did have its limits. 'Something special,' Sei-chan had answered the Tree nineteen years ago at its inquiry about what he hoped to gain from his foolish bet with the Sumeragi child.
'Something special.' Yue sighed. When would he get that to the Sakura he himself was something special?
"Stubborn fool", he emphasized, when he Sei-chan propped himself against the wall when kicking off his shoes.
"Shut up. It was necessary." Seishiro yanked his tie loose and worked down the button line of his shirt as he slowly went up the stairs towards his bedroom. Pointedly ignoring Yue's presence beside him.
"There was a suicide, stopping the Yamanote between Ueno and Uguisudani," Sumeragi behind them provided quietly. "That's why it took too long and--"
"One should assume suicidal idiots knew to jump at rush hour for maximum impact on travellers!" Seishiro snarled, tossing his shirt across the desk on the way to the bed.
"One should assume recently spirit-healed sakurazukamori knew not to calculate their travelling times to the last minute," Yue returned, stabilizing him when he lost balance shedding his pants. Yue sat him down on the bed, straightened...
...and found himself face to face with a Sumeragi, who watched him wordlessly for a moment and just left. Yue got the impression he was as worn as Sei-chan, probably more so. There'd been a different kind of ache in those green eyes, painfully familiar even after fourteen-hundred years--
Yue stopped the line of thought abruptly. The Sakura didn't need another reason for jealousy towards the other source of the Dao, who sat -- narrow face burried in hands -- on Sei-chan's couch.
Yue faded into the kitchen and queried the guardian dead, how the coffee maker was used. Ten minutes later, he hovered a steaming cup in front of Sumeragi's face. Smiling, when shock and startlement briefly overcame weariness.
"We still have to talk, Second-source-of-the-Dao," he said and sat down on top of the kotatsu, without bothering about pushing some of the clutter on it over the edge.
Sei-chan appeared worn on the way to the house door, though he stubbornly refused to show it. Sumeragi seemed worried, given the way he trailed a step behind as if to catch him if necessary.
"Fool." Yue manifested beside them, grabbing Sei-chan under the arm.
"Begone," Sei-chan growled and Yue drew on the Sakura's powers to overrule the command.
Sei-chan was cold to the touch, as far as Yue could tell, and his heartbeat was too slow. Yue shook his head. The Sakura had healed the body, but replacing spilled blood and lost ch'i was impossible. The Tree merely kept the body alive until blood and ch'i had been rebuilt. It wasn't the same as being fit and about in a moment. Far from it. Seishiro was aware of that -- at least theoretically -- but he showed a frightening attitude to ignore the consequences and the Sumeragi was totally oblivious.
"Open the door," he told Sumeragi. "I can pass through. He can't."
Yue knew that the Tree did have its limits. 'Something special,' Sei-chan had answered the Tree nineteen years ago at its inquiry about what he hoped to gain from his foolish bet with the Sumeragi child.
'Something special.' Yue sighed. When would he get that to the Sakura he himself was something special?
"Stubborn fool", he emphasized, when he Sei-chan propped himself against the wall when kicking off his shoes.
"Shut up. It was necessary." Seishiro yanked his tie loose and worked down the button line of his shirt as he slowly went up the stairs towards his bedroom. Pointedly ignoring Yue's presence beside him.
"There was a suicide, stopping the Yamanote between Ueno and Uguisudani," Sumeragi behind them provided quietly. "That's why it took too long and--"
"One should assume suicidal idiots knew to jump at rush hour for maximum impact on travellers!" Seishiro snarled, tossing his shirt across the desk on the way to the bed.
"One should assume recently spirit-healed sakurazukamori knew not to calculate their travelling times to the last minute," Yue returned, stabilizing him when he lost balance shedding his pants. Yue sat him down on the bed, straightened...
...and found himself face to face with a Sumeragi, who watched him wordlessly for a moment and just left. Yue got the impression he was as worn as Sei-chan, probably more so. There'd been a different kind of ache in those green eyes, painfully familiar even after fourteen-hundred years--
Yue stopped the line of thought abruptly. The Sakura didn't need another reason for jealousy towards the other source of the Dao, who sat -- narrow face burried in hands -- on Sei-chan's couch.
Yue faded into the kitchen and queried the guardian dead, how the coffee maker was used. Ten minutes later, he hovered a steaming cup in front of Sumeragi's face. Smiling, when shock and startlement briefly overcame weariness.
"We still have to talk, Second-source-of-the-Dao," he said and sat down on top of the kotatsu, without bothering about pushing some of the clutter on it over the edge.
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Date: 2011-12-01 19:20 (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2011-12-01 19:32 (UTC)From:Personally, I'm more focused on Yue's interaction with Seishiro. The utter lack of respect / caution is entirely refreshing to write.
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Date: 2011-12-05 20:15 (UTC)From:Anxious Subaru and Yue vs coffee maker were a definite bonus, though<3
Are you sure you're not readding it?
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Date: 2011-12-06 09:20 (UTC)From:Wow. Thank you! :)