Love Letters - Chapter 4

Tomo emerged from behind a screen, dressed in black pants, and a grey shirt with long, full sleeves that came to tight, dark green cuffs at his wrists. Over it, he wore a long length of matching forest green cloth, wrapped over his shoulders, trimmed with black and gold, and clasped with a thin rope of woven golden thread. Yui gave a long, descending whistle. Her seishi blushed.

Author Interlude: 

"TAKE IT OFF!!!!" Celleri shouted, standing in her chair and brandishing a large sign depicting Tomo in the aforementioned outfit. 

Aeanagwen blushed red from the mental images she was giving herself and tried to concentrate on the story. 

In Kutou: 

As Tomo changed back into his normal (for Tomo) outfit, Yui had the clothes folded and wrapped for purchase. When he was finished, the two of them headed for the door of the shop. "Hey!" shouted the proprietor. "You have to pay for those!"

Yui turned back around. "We do? No, we don't. What are you, stupid?" 

"Who do you think you are?!" the man demanded, outraged. 

"Seiryuu no miko." 

In an astonishing change of attitude, he smiled at her nervously. "Oh, well, of course, go right ahead! Can I get 
you anything else?" 

Yui looked thoughtful. "As a matter of fact," she said slowly. "I did see this one dress I really liked..." 

In Heaven: 

"You can't do this to him," Seiryuu whimpered. "You can't do this to me." 

Suzaku cackled. "Just watch us." 

In Kutou: 

Tomo staggered into Yui's room and dropped the numerous packages on her bed. Glancing out the window, he could see the sun beginning its slow descent. With renewed energy, he went to go take a bath. 

Meanwhile, Nakago was pacing in his room. The stress was really beginning to get to him, Suboshi, who was crouched outside his window, noted. Every other minute, the blond would shoot flat glares at the sun, as if trying to indimidate it into sinking faster. The younger twin didn't know what had their implacable leader so worked up. All he knew was that it made for great pictures. 

In Heaven: 

"You guys are sick, you realize this, right?" 

"It's what we do best, brother dear," Genbu told him. "Don't worry, it'll all be all right." 

"You lie." 

Genbu cackled and went back to watching the TV. Seiryuu looked around for something to throw at him, but there wasn't anything readily available until an unsuspecting Nyan-Nyan wandered by. He made a grab for it, got it by the pigtails and promptly got an unearthly HWANG on the back of the head. 

"PUT THAT DOWN, YOU CHILD ABUSER! You had enough trouble raising your OWN kids, you think I'm letting you lay one of those clawed mitts on MINE? I think not." Taiitsukun tucked the Nyan-Nyan safely away in Nyan-Nyan Space, promising to let it stay up late and have cookies later. 

Seiryuu looked at her helplessly. "How come you favor them over me?!" he wailed, pointing at his two brothers, who grinned back at him and 'bpiiiii-da'd'. 

Taiitsukun frowned. "Because you're an asshole."

"Ooooo, harsh, 'kaa-san," Suzaku said. 

"Harsh, but true," Genbu replied. 

"SHADDAP! I'm trying to watch the movie." 

"Yes, Mom..." 

In Kutou 

Tomo got out of the tub and dried himself off, pausing to wring out his hair and comb his fingers through it. He'd left it down while he took his bath, and now it was everywhere. After a quick towel-drying and running a brush through his tresses, Tomo quickly dressed in his newly-acquired non-opera-robes, put his hair up into its usual ponytail and took a long look in the mirror. 

He was on his way out, when, as an afterthought, he swung one arm across the table in front of his mirror and knocked every jar of makeup onto the floor. "It's not like I'll ever need that again! Kakakakakakaka!" he said happily.

And he headed off to the Shrine to Seiryuu to meet his true love. 

Author Interlude: 

HWANG! 

"What was that for?!" 

"You're mean, Celleri." 

"Whaaaat?" 

Aeanagwen grumbled about Celleri's fandom of Tomo being questionable. 

Celleri talked about the pot calling the kettle black. 

In Kutou: 

Suboshi looked up at the sky; it wasn't quite sunset yet--he still had time. He got his camera, three rolls of film, and a tripod. He sneaked into the Shrine and hid behind one of the statues. Suboshi wasn't stupid and had planned the best angle for any picture he might want to take; he set up his camera (his 'baby', next to his Ryuuseisui) in a spot where any light reflected from all the water wouldn't ruin the actual picture. 

And so, he sat down to wait. 

A few minutes later, Nakago strode into the shrine, his blue eyes shooting around suspisciously. Suboshi, who was fussily adjusting the zoom lens, didn't notice. 

"Suboshi?" 

The boy's head shot up like a closing mousetrap. 

Author Interlude: 

"And with almost that same noise!" Celleri commented brightly. 

In Kutou: 

Suboshi panicked. "n--n--no! No," he proclaimed lifting one hand and gesturing aimlessly with one pointed finger. "Y--y--you've got the wrong... No."

Nakago glared at him, his symbol beginning to glow. "What are you doing here, Suboshi?" he asked softly. 

The younger seishi desperately tried to get his brain moving. "I--I was--I was--I was praying! Yeah, I was praying!" 

Slowly, Nakago's gaze slid to the camera. 

"I was praying you wouldn't notice that camera," Suboshi said heavily, his hand sinking. "I--I'm--I'm gonna go now." 

Nakago raised one hand, blasting the camera into black shards and incinerated glass powder. 

"Yeah... I'm gonna go," the boy gulped, and darted out of the room. 

The blond debated going after him briefly, then decided against it. He couldn't risk missing the author of that letter. Brooding, he turned back to the statue of Seiryuu, wondering why this kind of thing always happened to him. 

In Heaven: 

"IT'S NOT MY FAULT!" Seiryuu yelled angrily. "It's THEIR fault! THEY'RE the ones who're always screwing with you!" 

"Oi, it's my first time!" Suzaku said hotly. "Right, Genbu?" 

Genbu didn't answer. The other two brothers turned to look at him, then fell silent. 

Tomo had just walked into the shrine.