Fushigi Yuugi Fan Fiction ❯ Wolfchild ❯ three ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter 3



Tomo made a sign, then swung himself over the sill, landing without a sound. His arms went about her body very skillfully. She purred from the touch.

"Where are you hurt?"

[The back left paw.] In response the illusionist cursed at those damned poachers.

"How could they be so cruel to you?" he said indignantly, walking indoors. The ambience was unlike that of the outdoors. Weike realized that this was the inside of the Seiryuu palace. The man set her down on the floor, gathering some cloth. He knelt, stroking her, then pulled out the thorn.

She licked his hand. "Yuck, don't do that, it's unhygienic! Does it still hurt now?" She shook her head, wagging her tail.

[I'm hungry. Could you get me some food, Master?] He scowled and ordered her not to move. Weike tried to stand. Um, this was good, she could start healing herself now.

Tomo returned, astounded by the soft white light that surrounded the young pup. She stood and walked over to his bed, lying on the floor beside it. [Hi, you're back.]

"Yeah, so I didn't need to have helped you. You don't need me at all. So, who are you?" he asked watching her eat. It was nothing unusual for her to heal but only when she was well-rested. The snide look on the man's face was made more prominent by his mask.

[Let's be formal. Weike's the name.]

He laughed harshly. "Tomo, Seiryuu shichiseishi. Pleased to be of service." She stretched, asking if she could go to his bed.

[No!] even as his voice said so.."What would Soi and the others say when I get up and smell so filthy that even I can't wash off the stench!" Weike jumped up indignantly and strode over to his chair and stomped her foot. [I am not smelly!]

"You are." Weike jumped on his bed then and lay down. Tomo started pushing her away horrified and grumbling more and more.

"You choose to oppose me! Damn, what sort of reward is this? Can you prove to me you don't smell, hey, hey stop ignoring me!" He gave up when he thought she was sleeping. She peeked from one eye at her master removing the paint. Bit by bit it was gone.

[Too bad. You look real cool in that.] He started in surprise and sighed goodnight before facing his back on her. Weike snuggled closer to the man and smiled.

"Morning." The paint was replaced again and he was all dressed up for the party. She sniggered.

[Hi, you painted moron.] He glared so his eyes were just slits, arms akimbo.

"Have you slept well? Don't move from here you understand? I don't want anyone to see you or you'll be outta here fast." She hid under the bed and waited till he had gone before coming out. At the sill, a pair of animal eyes stared as the jing performer walked towards a lady with two horses. Tuned in to their talk.

"You idiot. Do you know that last night there was an enemy in here?" she was saying. Her master lost none of his composure.

"How should I? I was fast asleep, even if you aren't tired." The woman grunted and gestured.

"You! At this time you talked to yourself."

"I was talking to the twins, bitch." Weike tuned out hearing them coming to a bickering stage. When she got back they were discussing warplans. Dull for a wolf. Sounds nearing, shit! Weike dove under the bed. Human odors wafted in.

"Ashitare!" it was a youth carrying some sort of weapon. He had a headband and blond hair. His ki flared. "He took my ryuuseisui1 darn! Where is the MUTT?"

The human banged around her master's room, messing up the things on the table. Another smell, this one urged him to hurry or there would be trouble.

"No way, the mutt ought to be hiding around here. He ALWAYS comes to Tomo's room. I know he's here!" Stupid human, if she didn't do something he would discover her.

[Go--------away, intruder.] So sharply that the youth rubbed his ear. A rustle as another man entered the room. Tugged him out chiding him not to be so stubborn.

"My ear hurts, Aniki. What did Tomo do to his room? A spell?" Weike mentally cheered. She had taught them a lesson not to trespass as well as protect herself. So cool! Wait till she told Master. They left noisily as were humans. Only Tomo-sama would not be clumsy and loud.

When Tomo got back she wagged her tail in utmost welcome. [I didn't mess up your room, and chased those intruders out!]

"What intruders. oh the twins. I see," he murmured reaching fr the remover. She whined.

[Wait! You don't need to take away the paint. It is beautiful.] Tomo gaped at her and collapsed on his chair. [Yup, am I wrong?]

"No," he whispered to himself, trembling "It's just that no one has, ever said that about my art. They all say I'm a freak." Weike sat at his feet and stared in adoration. "You are the only one.

"And this, is opera makeup, the colours black, blue and white represent very important stuff.." he explained eagerly but she wasn't listening. Her master was happy, happier than he had ever been and she didn't care. Now that she was with him it was all right. His hand stroked her fur, slowly then more vigorously. Some tears stained his paint and he was smiling.

"Can I, now?" reluctantly she nodded and the ordinary young man was back, a soft look on his pale face. She asked if he was mad at the Boshi twins and talked about her scary voice. Master laughed.

"Oh that'll teach them a good lesson won't it?" And he hugged her hard and sat on his bed inviting her to sit too. Underneath the costume Tomo was dressed only in black and white. So simple and yet, beautiful.

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The present

She was back now and it was already past evening. Her master lay on the bed, face twisted in agony. Eyes shut tight, soft moans every now and then. He clutched at the bed.

Unnecessarily delayed by those monsters! Shit was he going to die? She morphed back to human form and held his hand. Tomo opened feverish eyes and smiled. [I'm back, you'll be okay.]

[I knew you wouldn't not.]Wracked by pain her master coughed splattering blood on the bed and she cradled him against her. It hurt her just as much being helpless.

[Hush, just relax now, Tomo-sama. You're gonna be fine.] He clutched at her shirt tearing it and wracked by pain he gibbered, struggling not to shriek from madness.

[hurry up, Doctor!] Weike held him tightly and patted his shoulder, easing him down on the pillows.

As Tomo was passing out , the medicine was prepared. The doctor forced back his head and he swallowed. Fell back asleep. The peace was a relief. He could have lost his life, Weike scolded herself.