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Chapter Seventeen:
The Tiger’s Arrangement
Sitting in the shadows of evening, he monitored the hidden
door. It was a door that led to a place
he’d learned to hate. He’d been taught
many times over to hate the place that he now watched.
His teacher was two years younger than he, but was a four
year veteran at the game he was soon to be a part of. He had learned, through various staff members, to respect the one
that had volunteered to teach him the ways the game was played. He, like so many other players before him,
had come to call her one thing:
Ookami-sama.
Everyone told him that he should be honored to be taught by
her, but he’d been too ignorant to see the honor in her lessons. Later, he found out that it was rare for
Ookami to spend her free time with others.
If ever the Master gave her time off, she spent it by herself; not
teaching assassination techniques.
Now, as he sat in the shadows looking back on his life, Tora
realized his mistake in not accepting Ookami’s lessons for what they were:
hints. She’d been trying to teach him
more than just how to kill rival drug dealers.
She’d been spending her time trying to teach him two latent lessons: how
to escape the Hell she was trapped in, and, probably the most important if not
more beneficial, how to end the Hell she was in.
Yes. He finally
saw it. She’d shown him so many
unguarded passageways that he could have used to escape. Ways she couldn’t use due to the collar she
wore that tracked her every movement.
She’d also shown him assassination techniques that no one but herself
knew. Tora had found that out on
accident. Ookami had been absent for
one of his training sessions, so he’d gone to another assassin named Taka. He’d asked Taka to teach him how to kill
someone with a mere drinking straw.
Taka had quirked an eyebrow at him and said that it couldn’t be done.
But Ookami-sama had shown him later that night.
She had taught him those unknown methods for a reason: to end
her Hell. To end the Hell of so many
people trapped under the weight of their crimes.
To kill Xavier.
“I could have done it, too,” Tora berated himself, “but
I was too stupid to realize any of it.
I had that straw. I had a glass
that I could have shattered and used the pieces to cut anyone that got in my
way. I could have done something.”
Finally, Tora saw the door open. Sliding off the crate he’d been sitting on, Tora looked to his
left and nodded. He heard the swish of
cloth pass behind him, and the sound reassured him immensely.
“Hey, Tora-san, didn’t expect to see you here,” a young man
at the door said, “you don’t remember me, do you?”
“Nope, can’t say that I do.”
Tora shrugged.
The young man smiled, “You always did have the poorest memory
out of anyone I ever met. I’m Tai, the
number three assassin. Heheh, imagine
that. I’m right after you!”
“Tai?” Tora asked, turning the name over in his head as he
looked harder, “Sorry, Kid, but the name doesn’t ring any bells.”
Pulling up his sleeve, Tai showed Tora a small crescent moon,
“Do you remember that?”
Tora stared at the mark on the young boy’s arm, “Who gave
that to you?”
“You did, a few years ago. It was the day after the long rains. I was about nine, then, and we talked for a little bit. Then, you just stood up and said, ‘I know
someone that would absolutely love you, but I’ll have to talk to her
first’. You gave me this mark and told
me not to leave the area. I never saw
you again.”
“Oh you!” Tora
finally exclaimed, “I remember you now!
Yeah, I was gonna get Ookami-sama for you, but I never got the chance to
see her because Master Xavier had her chained up in a dungeon somewhere. Hey, you wouldn’t happen to know where I
could find Ookami-sama, would you? I
need to check some facts with her.”
“Good luck gettin’ to her.
She’s on some floor beneath the damn basement. Master Xavier’s got some freaky dungeon down
there, won’t let any of us poke around, either. He says she’s about a mile underground, but be that as it may,
you can still hear her screams from the top floor.”
Tora was shocked, “A mile underground?! When did he have that installed?!”
“It’s been there the whole time, apparently. Seems he only uses it for his most
disobedient slaves, which is the category she falls in. He’s got her locked up tight; I’ve even
heard rumors that he’s marked her as his.
Fully.”
“No..... that can’t be true.
He wouldn’t dare do that to her.”
“Things have changed, Tora-san. He shot two of his own just yesterday ’cause he says they ‘leaked
out important information’. We don’t
know any more than that, but we do know that he hasn’t left that sub
floor since yesterday afternoon. He’s
been with her this entire time, which does nothing to disprove the rumor.”
Swearing he was about to foam at the mouth, Tora tried to
calm himself down by whistling. He was
relieved when Tatsukichi appeared immediately beside him.
“You called?”
Tora ignored him, “Tai, do you know Tatsukichi?”
“Hai, we play cards together sometimes. What’s up?”
“I need the two of you to do me a huge favor,
understand?”
“Sure, anything.” Tai
agreed.
Tatsukichi nodded, “Yeah, whaddya need?”
“I need the both of you to help get me to Xavier’s
office. I have to talk to him about
something important, got it?”
“But how are we supposed to get him away from Ookami-dono?”
Tatsukichi asked, “You heard Tai. No
one’s allowed down there.”
“No one except food slaves,” Tora corrected, “even Xavier has
to eat. Ask one of the food slaves to
tell Xavier that I’m waiting for him in his office. He’ll come.”
“You’re sure about that?
You know how he is.” Tatsukichi
said.
“Exactly. He and I
both know that Ookami-sama will never just bow down to him and that she needs me
to be able to function properly. Oh
yeah, he’ll come. If he wants
Ookami-sama on a leash and to keep her there, he’ll come.”
“You know that’s not the only place he wants
her.” Tatsukichi said angrily.
Sighing, Tora nodded, “Hai, I know, but we’ve got to have
faith. If we don’t have faith in
Ookami-sama, who will? Inu-Yasha-san
and K-chan are taking care of Kouga-sama; they don’t have time to worry
about what is causing Kouga-sama’s sickness. They only have enough time to think about, ‘He’s sick, we have to
help him’. Do you understand? We have to help the one that is
causing Kouga-sama to be sick, and the only way we can do that is by going in
there and making a deal with the Master.”
“I know how much Ookami-dono means to you, Tora-san, because
she means a lot to me, too,” Tai said, “she means a lot to all of
us. We have dared to dream
because of her. She’s swayed Master
Xavier’s decisions so many times, Tora-san.
Like that time Jona-san was supposed to get sawed in half. She made it so that he got whipped
instead. I don’t know the exact number,
but I do know that Jona’s still alive.”
“Ookami-dono is one of a kind, even I know that. This place and everyone in it would just
fall apart if she gave in to him.
You’re right, Tora-san, we can’t let that happen to her. If she becomes his lapdog, then we’re all just….
fucked.” Tatsukichi said, his eyes
displaying his concern for Leota’s safety.
“Truer words were never spoken, Kichi-san,” Tora said, trying
to think of a plan, “so, how do we all wanna go about this? Do we wanna barge in or try to sneak in?”
“We can do both if we’re talented enough.” Tai said with a twinkle in his eyes.
“Whaddya mean?”
Tatsukichi asked.
“I heard a story once from Taka-sama about Ookami-dono. He said that she was in this same position
once, and that she was trying to rescue one of her friends from becoming a
target. Knowing Xavier would lock her
out of the compound she dressed up as a guy, which was the sneaky part, and
then walked in, the barging in part.”
Tora blinked, “When was this? I don’t remember ever hearing anything about that.”
“No?” Tatsukichi asked, “Hell, even I’ve heard that
one.”
“Mind telling me about it?”
“Not at all.
Xavier-sama was looking for a new slave, right? Well, he knew that Ookami-dono talked to a
girl every-now-and-then after doing a job, so he was planning to go after that
girl. So Ookami-dono got wind of his
plans, as is to be expected since she used to have eyes and ears all over this
place, and tried reasoning with Xavier not to go after her friend.
Xavier, though, had seen her friend and definitely
wanted to go after her. So he locked
Ookami-dono out of the headquarters and sent some guys to go kidnap her
friend.”
“So Ookami-dono decides to take matters into her own hands,”
Tai continued on as Tatsukichi took some time to breathe, “she dressed up as a
guy and tracked down the group assigned to her friend. She went so far as to capture them
one-by-one, hogtie them, and hang ’em up on the streetlights closest to
headquarters as a display to Xavier.
Once Xavier saw it, he backed off and went after someone from China.”
Tora thought this over, “So Ookami-sama would talk to a girl
while she was doing errands?”
“Yep. Some younger
kid.”
“Do you know how much younger?”
“Hmmm, about two years younger I’d think.” Tai said, shrugging.
“Either of you know her name?”
“Nope.” Tatsukichi
and Tai said.
Turning this new information over in his head, Tora thought
of all the girls Ookami had ever talked to that were younger.
“Hang on, there’s only one girl Ookami-sama ever wanted
to talk to. And she’s the only girl
Ookami-sama would ever protect, too. She’s
two years younger, and she’s extremely attractive,” Tora thought, not
liking the direction his thoughts were taking him, “would you know her name if
I said it?”
“Oh yeah, it’s a pretty big name around here.” Tatsukichi nodded.
“Was her name Higurashi, Kagome?”
“Yeah! That’s
her! Man, I don’t know why I couldn’t
remember it, but hai, that’s what it was.”
Tai said, his eyes looking alert.
Tora, who basically stood there with his mouth hanging open,
couldn’t believe his ears. Xavier had
tried to go after Kagome. Ookami-sama
stopped him. Kagome was saved without
even knowing she was in danger.
“Tora-san? Are you
all right? Your nose just
twitched.” Tatsukichi asked.
Shaking his head a little, Tora nodded, “Hai, I’m all right
now. Come on, let’s just go in
there. I’m sure everyone will just
think I’ve come back to work.”
“You sure? You’ve
been gone for six years, not six hours.” Tai asked.
“There are some slaves that were just so well ‘programmed’
that they wanted to come back. A
man ran away once, but he came back a day later saying that he didn’t know what
to do with his Xavier-sama. Makes me
wanna puke just thinking about it.”
Tai and Tatsukichi had disgusted looks on their faces,
“You’ve gotta be shittin’ me.” They
said.
“Nope. I give credit
where credit is due, and Xavier-sama is a master of brainwashing. I can only assume that he’s gotten better
these past six years, so who knows? He
may even be able to get through to Ookami-sama now.”
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“Now, Chan-chan, let’s run through this again. Who am I?”
Xavier asked as he paced in front of the restrained Leota.
“My master.”
“And what is it I do for you?”
“You shelter me from the outside world, as you have done for
all my life.”
“All right then, who are you?”
“Your ever-faithful slave that does anything you ask her to.”
“Very good, Chan-chan.
Now tell me,” Xavier said as he stopped right in front of his chained
‘pet’, “who is this Kouga?”
Xavier saw the shudder that ran up Leota’s spine and heard
the chains rattle with the movement in created, “H-H-He is the most h-horrid of
people.”
“Why? What did he do
to you, Chan?”
The shudder became a type of seizure-like convulsion. Tears ran down Leota’s face and she could
not speak. Xavier smiled inwardly.
“Good. Finally has
the wolf bowed down to me, the snake. I
have found the one thing that made her happy, and turned it against her to make
her believe that this Kouga was her tormentor.
Now whenever she hears his name, she will become as pliable as
putty. I just can’t wait until she sees
him, though. That will make quite a
show,” Xavier thought as he knelt down and took Leota’s chin in his hand,
“there, there, Chan-chan. He won’t hurt
you. I’ll protect you from him. Now, what do you say to warm bath to calm you
down, hm? Wouldn’t you like that?”
Leota nodded, “Hai, Xavier-sama, I would.”
“Then let me have Hebi take these chains off of you and he’ll
take you to the hot springs upstairs, all right?”
“Okay,” Leota said agreed as Hebi came from his corner and
began unlocking the thick chains on Leota’s small wrists, ankles, and her neck,
“Xavier-sama?”
“Hm?”
“Will I ever get to see Tora-san again?”
“Oh of course you will, Chan. Tora-san will come back to us, I promise. Now, you take a moment to heal yourself and then
Hebi will take you to the springs where you’ll be given some clothes to wear,
yes?”
“Of course, Xavier-sama.”
Leota said as Hebi helped her to stand; however, she fainted from
exhaustion back onto the floor.
There was a knock on the door, “Who is it?”
“I am but a mere food slave, Master, come to bring you the
dinner you requested.”
“Ah yes, it has been a while since I have eaten. Bring it in.” Xavier said, watching as a slave brought in a tray of warm food
as Hebi carried Leota out the door.
“Here you are, Master,” the slave said,” and I have a message
for you.”
“Do you, now? Who
from?”
“The young man that watches the hidden door, Sir.”
“Of course, how I do love Tai. What is it he wished me to know?”
“He said to tell you there is someone of worth in your office
waiting for you.”
“Someone of worth, eh?
He didn’t mention names, did he?”
“No, Sir. I tell you
only what was told to me.”
“All right, all right, I believe you. Would you mind taking this
wonderful-smelling meal up to my office, then?
I would much rather dine with a guest than dine alone down here
of all places. Don’t you think?”
“Oh! Yes, of course,
Master. I shall take this
personally. It should be there, still
warm, before you get there.”
“Arigatou…?”
“I am called Kiki, Master.”
Xavier smiled, a gleam in his yellowed eyes, “Arigatou,
Kiki.”
“You’re
welcome, Sir.” Kiki said as she bowed
and left.
Xavier stood
in the darkened cell and breathed in the scent of salt, “Oh how I love the
smell of Chan-chan’s tears. Ah well,
now to see who awaits me.”
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Sitting on
the windowsill of Xavier’s office, Tora looked at the various items. A wooden desk sat in the back corner, little
stacks of paper littering the top.
Several weapons decorated the walls and, much to Tora’s irritability,
quite a few pictures of Ookami-sama could be seen poking out of many different
places.
“Hn, how
dare he even have these pictures, never mind take them. And then to keep them!” Tora thought as his eyes landed on a group
of pictures showing Ookami-sama chained to walls, posts, chairs, and other much
darker places that Tora didn’t want to know about.
The clicking
of a door handle reached Tora’s ears.
He turned his head to look back out the window, hoping to appear as
though having been sitting there for quite some time.
“So sorry to
keep you wai...” Xavier began, stopping when he saw the light brown hair tied
with an orange piece of ribbon, “Tora-kun, this is quite a surprise. If I would have known it was you
waiting here...”
Tora didn’t
feel like listening to Xavier’s excuses, for the tiger knew where he had been,
“Where’s Ookami-sama?”
“My, my, my,” Xavier said, a look of false shock on his face,
“I do believe Chan-chan has rubbed off on you.
How cute.”
Tora turned and allowed his left leg to hang over the windowsill
as he brought his right knee up to his chest, “Where is she, Xavier?”
“Funny, I don’t recall ever allowing you to call me by my
first name. Only Chan-chan ever had
that honor.”
“Stop calling her that!”
Tora exclaimed, standing up defensively.
“Calling her what?”
“That.... that name.
Don’t call her ‘Chan-chan’!
You know as well as I do that she’ll never bow down to
you! She is a raging wild fire of that
which cannot be tamed! You will never
know the joy of have my Ookami-sama as your slave! Never!”
Xavier sighed, “Fool.
Have you not been on this earth long enough to know that there is no
such thing as ‘never’? Anything and
everything you say that will ‘never happen’, always does.”
“What are you trying to say, Xavier?” Tora asked, walking towards the man he had
learned to fear and had been taught to hate.
“My point is that I literally pounded the violence right out
of you, Tora-kun. What’s the
matter? Don’t you remember?” Xavier
asked, his voice getting threateningly low as his eyes turned yellow with black
slits, “I. Raped. You.”
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Reika wiped the tears away from her eyes as she picked up a
wooden bucket that contained soap and a few washcloths.
“Hurry up, hurry up!
We can’t keep the Master waiting!”
Reika called as she chanced a look at Hebi, their momentary
overseer. He monitored everything that
was important to Xavier, so even the newer slaves knew not to dawdle mess up.
“Reika-sama? How does
the Master wish this woman to be dressed?”
Asked a young woman.
Sighing, Reika replied, “He doesn’t, Alia. He wants her naked so he may toy with her as
he pleases. So, just to spite him,
dress her in those clothes over there.”
The young woman named Alia did as she was told, looking back
in time to see Reika pouring a bucket of warm water to rinse the rich dark hair
of Master Xavier’s most prized possession.
“She’s like a doll,” Alia thought, “with her skin
like satin, her eyes like blown glass, and her hair like sable. She’s too beautiful to believe. How can she be so beautiful? Especially in a place like this. She has to have flaws, though,
everyone does; but if she has them, what are they?”
Everyone tried to sneak glances at the woman who sat on the
damaged wooden stool yet managed to make it look like a throne. The numerous scars on her body did nothing
to mar the somewhat exotic atmosphere she had surrounding her. In fact, the very sight of the markings
assured the other slaves that she was, truly, only human.
Except for her eyes.
They never moved.
Those piercing emerald orbs stayed focused in front of her, as though
someone stood there giving her instructions.
It seemed like she had been carved out of ice. No amount of boiled water could warm her, and her skin was cool
to the touch. If her chest hadn’t been
moving in the rhythms of breath, they all would have thought her dead. Even Hebi checked her pulse every ten
minutes, as he was doing now. Hebi
nodded and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
She was alive, for if she weren’t, no one else would be allowed to be.
“Poor girl. No one
should have to go through this.
Especially someone like Ookami-chan.
One has to wonder sometimes how come the worst things happen to the best
of people? Sure Ookami-chan wasn’t
always nice, but she seems to regret everything Master Xavier made her do. She truly does hate him, and for that I am
glad.” Reika though as she helped
to dress the woman that had changed her views.
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Tora stood with his feet apart and squared with his
shoulders. His hands were clenched into
fists and were held at his sides while he held his head down, thinking of what
to do next.
“How couldn’t I remember something like that? You had me drugged just enough that I
couldn’t move; but my thoughts were my own.
And besides, what does you putting your dick in my ass have to do with
Ookami-sama?”
“Well, we were on the topic of how pointless ‘never’ was, so
I decided I needed to remind you that you also told me I would never have you;
but if I remember correctly, your small behind was one of the tightest I have
ever encountered. I will be sure to
compare Chan-chan’s to yours. Would you
like that?”
“I told you to stop calling her that!” Tora raged, “You speak
of her as though she’s just one more piece to add to your twisted
collection! She’s not yours, Xavier,
and she never will be!”
Sighing, Xavier explained, “My dear Tora-kun, you don’t get
it, do you? You told me that you would
never work for me, yet you did. Now, I
have enough power to persuade even your dear ‘Ookami-sama’ into coming to
me. The ‘raging wild fire’ that you
described earlier has been reduced to nothing more than a spark coming from two
stones being rubbed together.”
“You’re lying! You
just want me to believe its true without any proof!”
“Hn, I have all the proof I’ll ever need for you,
Tora-kun.”
“Oh yeah? Well where is
it, eh? Where’s this proof, huh? You know that Ookami-sama doesn’t do
assignments very well without me. So if
you have no proof, she can’t kill for you.”
“Actually, with the new method I tried, I can get Chan-chan
to do whatever I want; but, since you’ve been so kind to offer, I’ll take you,
too.”
“No, not ‘too’. You
either take me or her. But that’s only
after you show me your damned proof.”
“Idiot doesn’t know that I could remove a few things that
would make her seem normal enough, and then call her back to me whenever I
like. Yes. All I have to do is continue to make her afraid of this Kouga
fellow and I’m in the clear,” Xavier thought as he clapped once, “all right
then, I’ve chosen.”
Tora, who had decided to read Xavier’s mind now that he
wasn’t blocked, tried a different tactic than what he’d originally planned,
“Good. Now let me see your proof. Where is it?”
“Right behind you where she’s been standing for the past
thirteen minutes.” Xavier said lightly as
he turned to his desk to pour himself some wine.
Whirling around, Tora was shocked at what he saw.
Ookami-sama herself stood behind him, wearing a long black
skirt and a red silk bodice. Her feet
were bare, her hair was down, and her lips had some white lip gloss that one of
the slaves had snuck into the building.
But something wasn’t right.
Tora knew that and also knew immediately what was wrong.
His Ookami-sama’s eyes were blank. They held nothing to them save for a glazed, glassy-look. She looked as though she’d had her... but
no, that couldn’t be. Xavier was from a
different family than Tora was, so he couldn’t possibly know how to do
that.
“Y-Y-You didn’t...”
Tora began as he looked back and forth between Xavier and Leota.
“What? Take her soul? Of course I did. How else did you think I was going to
get that little spitfire under my control?
I can’t beat her because it doesn’t do anything.”
“Bastard! Do you know
what could happen if you keep her soul for too long? She’ll die!” Tora
yelled, unable to grasp the fact that Xavier had learned such a guarded art.
“You truly are an idiot, eh, Tora-kun? I didn’t put it in my own body, that
would just be stupid for then she would die as you say. I placed her soul in the safest of places
for both her and me. Would you like to
know where I put it? It’s right here,”
Xavier said, opening a drawer of his desk and pulling out a glass jar
containing a glowing crimson light, “a nasty little soul isn’t it? Very bloodthirsty, don’t you think?”
“I think you’re the idiot, Xavier. That’s your soul.”
Xavier blinked at the jar in his hand, “Ah, so it is. My mistake.”
Taking a few seconds to blink himself, Tora wondered how
Xavier could mistake his own soul for Ookami-sama’s, “What’s the matter? Don’t you have any labels?”
“Ach, now you’re sounding like my mother, always wanting me
to organize things when I know exactly what I’m looking for,” Xavier
said, sounding very unlike himself, “here it is.”
Tora looked at the jar Xavier now held in his hand. At first, Tora couldn’t see anything, and
was about to tell Xavier that there was nothing inside of it, but then there
was a pulsing of blue, scarlet, and black before it returned to transparent.
“What the....?”
“Her soul can’t make up its mind on what kind of soul it wants
to be. Clear is the goody- two-shoes
soul, blue is the calm soul, scarlet is the warring soul, and black is the
murderous soul,” Xavier explained, placing the jar back into its drawer and
locking it this time, “let’s make a deal, shall we?”
“What kind of deal?”
Tora asked cautiously.
“If I return her to the way she was and set her free to walk
amongst normal people, then could I enslave you yet allow you the same privilege?”
Tora quirked an eyebrow, “Whaddya mean?”
“All right, I return her to the way she was, with a few minor
adjustments. The adjustments being that
whenever I call for her, she comes, right?
Then if I put you under my name again, meaning you would be my slave
once more, yet allow you to walk around with your friends, would you allow
that? Whenever I call for you, you
come?”
“So we’d be like dogs coming to their master whenever he
rings the little silver bell?”
“Exactly.”
“And we’d both be ourselves?
No you working through us to kill off our own friends?”
“I give you my word.”
Tora looked back at the woman he called Ookami-sama, then
back to Xavier, “I was taught to never trust the word of a snake. Either zodiac or actual.”
“Clever, clever,” Xavier said with a crooked smile, “you’ll
trust have to trust your master to take care of you, that’s all. Come now, I don’t think you want me to spy
on you in the shower again. I do
believe that was most unpleasant for you.”
Thinking about the chance Xavier was offering, Tora examined
every square inch of it. The benefits
to he and Leota would be that they would be free to be themselves and only ever
see Xavier when he needed them. Yet
Tora had reason to believe that the downside would have something to do with
Ookami-sama’s soul. What would happen
to that?
He decided to ask, “What about Ookami-sama’s soul, eh? Where does that go?”
“That, my dear Tora-kun, stays with me. It’s the only way I can call her back to
me. Hn, I still say you were always the
easier one. Didn’t matter the task; you
were the one I could always persuade to do it.
Just took a matter of time before you did it.”
Taking some more time to think, a new idea made its way to
the front of Tora’s mind, “What about Kou-....”
“I suggest you don’t say that name unless you wish for your
‘Ookami-sama’ on the ground writhing in pain,” Xavier interrupted, “that’s
another little adjustment of mine.”
Tora’s eyes widened, “You did what?!”
“Calm down, Tora-kun.
You knew in the back of your mind that I would alter Chan-chan’s
memories somehow; you just couldn’t know what I would
change. Did you really think I could
allow for her to remember all the joy she had with that man? Honestly, Tora-kun, what are you
thinking?”
Trying to slow his breathing back to where it was supposed to
be, Tora put a stern look on his face, trying to look intimidating, “Is that
the only thing you’ve done?”
“Hai, that’s the only thing you have to worry about. She believes that I’m the nice guy,
and that, well, he is the evil one.”
Tora breathed a slight sigh of relief, already having an idea
of what to do about this new problem, “All right, all right. For the benefit of Ookami-sama, I agree.”
Xavier smiled, a cynical-looking gesture that had Tora
slightly worried that he hadn’t told him everything he’d changed, “This is
good, Tora-kun, very good. Catch.”
Turning around, Tora caught his Ookami-sama before she hit
the ground, “What’s going on?”
“I’m doing as we agreed.
I’m releasing the two of you until I have need of you. Please be advised that there is no place you
can go where my commands won’t reach you, understand?”
“Hai.” Tora nodded,
lifting Leota’s body into his arms bridal style.
“You take good care of my Chan-chan, all right,
Tora-kun? Or else I’ll be coming after
your ass.”
Tora allowed himself to smile, despite the painful memories
Xavier’s statement brought, “I understand, Master Xavier, I won’t let anything
harmful come to pass to Ookami-sama.”
“Good,” Xavier said, watching as Tora began to make his way
out, “oh and Tora-kun?”
“Hai?”
“Tell Chan-chan’s husband that I say hello.”
Suppressing the urge to shudder, Tora nodded and pushed open
the door with his foot. Passing
through, Tora motioned for Tai and Tatsukichi to follow him, for they had been
standing right outside the door waiting for a signal in case Tora had needed to
fight his way to his Ookami-sama.
“So? How did it
go?” Tai asked.
“Yeah, how’d you get Ookami-dono back?”
“Master Xavier and I made a deal.”
Both Tai and Tatsukichi blinked, “You went and got yourself
enslaved again, didn’t you?”
“Not exactly,” Tora said as he went down some stairs and
exited through the hidden door, seeing Inu-Yasha waiting for him, “hey, long
time no see.”
“What's taken you so long?
Kagome’s hands are full tryin’ to get wolf boy to sit down!” The hanyou exclaimed.
“Ah, so he’s awake?”
“Hai, just woke up not too long ago.”
“That’s good to know,” Tora nodded as he handed the hanyou
his precious Ookami-sama, “here, take her for me.”
“Nani?”
“Take her to Kagome-san’s backyard, all right? I need to talk with the anxious wolf.”
“Oh, all right.”
“I’ll send for you, okay?
I promise. Just keep Sama-sama
away from him and we’ll all be peachy.
Well, except for him. He’s just
gonna be uncomfortable for awhile.”
“Gotcha. I’ll see you
there.” Inu-Yasha said as he took off
towards Kagome’s house.
Tora sighed, “Oh boy, this is gonna take a lot of
persuasion.”
“Why, what’re you gonna do?”
Tatsukichi asked.
“Let’s just say,” Tora began, turning follow Inu-Yasha’s
lead, “we’re gonna have to make a few adjustments.”
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