Fic : Out of context 2
I'm sorry it took this long, but I'm not writing very fast.
Fanfiction:
Title: Out of context
Author: me.
Rating: G to PG
Pairing (if applicable): I'm not sure as of yet.
Genre: (Humor, angst, action, romance, etc.) action and romance ?
Chapter (if applicable): second chapter. The first one is there : http://community.livejournal.com/kyou_kara_maou/1213955.html
Comments (if applicable): Yuuri wanted to know what his friends would think of him if he had met them before they knew he was the Maou. You should be careful of what you wish for: you might get it.
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Part 2 : The journey/monk begins
Last part’s summary : Yuuri fell into a spring of oblivion and doesn’t remember anyone or anything of his past, not even his own name. Furthermore he now has a big hat on his head which hides his face. The girl he first met believed he was a travelling priest and directed him towards the valley’s monastery.
~*****~
The directions had been clear and Yuuri found the place easily. It was a beautiful valley, full of trees, but the forests looked well cared for. On the southern side, up on the mountain flank, he could see an impressive stone building ; the monastery.
Yuuri did not recognise the place, it did not evoke any memory in him, but Anna had told him that people who fell into oblivion springs did not recognise familiar places at all, not even their own houses. It was with this thought in mind that Yuuri walked forward, up the mountain, in the monastery’s direction.
There was someone on watch at the wooden gate, so Yuuri did not have to wonder how to enter. But the monk at the entrance did not recognise him, so it did not bode well for his coming from there.
When they learned of the reason for his visit, they had the head monk meet with him. It was an old bald wrinkled smiling man. He was friendly, but did not know him, no new visitor had written in advance either.
After they made sure that no one knew the young man, they offered him to stay for a few days at least. He shared their everyday activities and learned. He learned their techniques very fast : everything came easily to him.
"Maybe you really were a priest," they joked amiably with him. After all, maybe he was.
He had more trouble getting used to his hat, in most activities it was a handicap, and most of all, it limited his world to a few feet away.
The monks started to call him Kasa after the strange shape of his hat, because after all ‘Big-Hat boy’ was not really a name. They were friendly. Life was easy and fun. Kasa did not feel the need to leave.
~*****~
Only a week after Kasa had arrived in the monastery, a messenger arrived from the east with a letter for the head monk. Shortly afterwards, the old man called for Kasa.
"You know there has been a letter, " the old man said, watching him intensely.
Kasa nodded.
"A letter from Shinmakoku," he gravely went on.
Kasa‘s eyes widened. " From where ?"
The old monk smiled and sighed. "I keep on forgetting there are things you forgot." So he explained some geography. Shinmakoku was the neighbouring country in the East. The village where Kasa had been found was in Shinmakoku, but the valley belonged to the monastery.
Then the old monk explained about the letter.
~*****~
Shinmakoku’s castle was in turmoil. Since the night the Maou had disappeared, searches had been conducted to find him. But when the king could not be easily located, things became serious.
Yuuri’s friends and councillors had sent for help from Shinou’s castle, but it was in vain. Ulrike could not locate him either. She would look in her crystal ball for hours, but the Maou’s soul was nowhere in sight. The usually bright spot was missing and she could not find it anywhere in either world.
They extended the searches’ radius and when Ulrike forfeited they decided to call for outside help. They sent notices to their allies, and contacted Ulrike’s colleagues. Of course they sent letters only to people they could trust not to harm the king if they found him. Still, the situation was bad and unexpected, they could use all the help they could find.
They hoped for the king’s safety. If only he could be found soon !
~*****~
"So they want us to help them locate their lost king ?" Kasa asked after the old man had explained the situation to him.
"Exactly."
"Err, sorry… Why did you call for me then ?"
The old man scratched his bald head. "Well, it would be a good opportunity for you to travel if you wish, and maybe discover who you are."
"I’m going to Shinmakoku ? Why ? I mean, I‘m grateful you thought about me and all, but why don‘t you reply by letter ?"
"Well…" The old man looked seriously at the hat, since he could not see the young man’s eyes. "They might want a proof or an explanation. Besides, they are a powerful neighbouring country and we are but a small valley : we want to show them that we really took the matter to heart." He paused. "Did you learn stone divination yet ?"
"No, I didn‘t." Kasa replied sincerely. At least, he did not remember having learned it.
"Let us try then," the old man said amiably. He took a map and a few small stones with engraved signs which had been on his desk when Kasa had arrived, carefully placed the map in the centre of the table, and handed the stones to Kasa.
"What do I do with them ?" The young man asked.
"Hold your hand above the map and concentrate on Shinmakoku’s king." The head monk directed him.
Kasa followed his directions and looked down at the map.
"Then open your hand."
The stones fell on the map and rolled, then stopped. They were scattered in a rather random pattern, not two of them were even close.
"There you are," the old man concluded.
"I don’t think that was very helpful." Kasa commented, doubtfully. "It seems I have no talent for this."
"On the contrary." The old man smiled. "This is the result we all have been getting ; we can‘t locate him either."
"Uh? Oh. "
"Well, I have to tell you that none of us wants to bring that news to Shinmakoku’s castle either. The Maou‘s fiancé is known for his fiery temper."
" I understand." Kasa nodded. The life here agreed with him, but it still might be nice to have a chance to know who he was. Besides, the monks had been very helpful, and if he could help them with this travel… "When do I leave ?"
~*****~
Kasa learned a few other things before his departure. They quickly taught him some more about stone divination, which he learned as quickly as he had all the other things they taught him. Then, on the following morning, he bade his new friends farewell and walked down the mountain, away from the monastery and into Shinmakoku.
"You don’t have to come back right away either," the head monk had told him, giving him a staff as a farewell present. "Take your time. Maybe you can meet with people you know, who knows ?"
And so, with priest clothes, a walking staff and his big wooden hat, Kasa slowly made his way to Shinmakoku’s capital.
Fanfiction:
Title: Out of context
Author: me.
Rating: G to PG
Pairing (if applicable): I'm not sure as of yet.
Genre: (Humor, angst, action, romance, etc.) action and romance ?
Chapter (if applicable): second chapter. The first one is there : http://community.livejournal.com/kyou_kara_maou/1213955.html
Comments (if applicable): Yuuri wanted to know what his friends would think of him if he had met them before they knew he was the Maou. You should be careful of what you wish for: you might get it.
----------
Part 2 : The journey/monk begins
Last part’s summary : Yuuri fell into a spring of oblivion and doesn’t remember anyone or anything of his past, not even his own name. Furthermore he now has a big hat on his head which hides his face. The girl he first met believed he was a travelling priest and directed him towards the valley’s monastery.
~*****~
The directions had been clear and Yuuri found the place easily. It was a beautiful valley, full of trees, but the forests looked well cared for. On the southern side, up on the mountain flank, he could see an impressive stone building ; the monastery.
Yuuri did not recognise the place, it did not evoke any memory in him, but Anna had told him that people who fell into oblivion springs did not recognise familiar places at all, not even their own houses. It was with this thought in mind that Yuuri walked forward, up the mountain, in the monastery’s direction.
There was someone on watch at the wooden gate, so Yuuri did not have to wonder how to enter. But the monk at the entrance did not recognise him, so it did not bode well for his coming from there.
When they learned of the reason for his visit, they had the head monk meet with him. It was an old bald wrinkled smiling man. He was friendly, but did not know him, no new visitor had written in advance either.
After they made sure that no one knew the young man, they offered him to stay for a few days at least. He shared their everyday activities and learned. He learned their techniques very fast : everything came easily to him.
"Maybe you really were a priest," they joked amiably with him. After all, maybe he was.
He had more trouble getting used to his hat, in most activities it was a handicap, and most of all, it limited his world to a few feet away.
The monks started to call him Kasa after the strange shape of his hat, because after all ‘Big-Hat boy’ was not really a name. They were friendly. Life was easy and fun. Kasa did not feel the need to leave.
~*****~
Only a week after Kasa had arrived in the monastery, a messenger arrived from the east with a letter for the head monk. Shortly afterwards, the old man called for Kasa.
"You know there has been a letter, " the old man said, watching him intensely.
Kasa nodded.
"A letter from Shinmakoku," he gravely went on.
Kasa‘s eyes widened. " From where ?"
The old monk smiled and sighed. "I keep on forgetting there are things you forgot." So he explained some geography. Shinmakoku was the neighbouring country in the East. The village where Kasa had been found was in Shinmakoku, but the valley belonged to the monastery.
Then the old monk explained about the letter.
~*****~
Shinmakoku’s castle was in turmoil. Since the night the Maou had disappeared, searches had been conducted to find him. But when the king could not be easily located, things became serious.
Yuuri’s friends and councillors had sent for help from Shinou’s castle, but it was in vain. Ulrike could not locate him either. She would look in her crystal ball for hours, but the Maou’s soul was nowhere in sight. The usually bright spot was missing and she could not find it anywhere in either world.
They extended the searches’ radius and when Ulrike forfeited they decided to call for outside help. They sent notices to their allies, and contacted Ulrike’s colleagues. Of course they sent letters only to people they could trust not to harm the king if they found him. Still, the situation was bad and unexpected, they could use all the help they could find.
They hoped for the king’s safety. If only he could be found soon !
~*****~
"So they want us to help them locate their lost king ?" Kasa asked after the old man had explained the situation to him.
"Exactly."
"Err, sorry… Why did you call for me then ?"
The old man scratched his bald head. "Well, it would be a good opportunity for you to travel if you wish, and maybe discover who you are."
"I’m going to Shinmakoku ? Why ? I mean, I‘m grateful you thought about me and all, but why don‘t you reply by letter ?"
"Well…" The old man looked seriously at the hat, since he could not see the young man’s eyes. "They might want a proof or an explanation. Besides, they are a powerful neighbouring country and we are but a small valley : we want to show them that we really took the matter to heart." He paused. "Did you learn stone divination yet ?"
"No, I didn‘t." Kasa replied sincerely. At least, he did not remember having learned it.
"Let us try then," the old man said amiably. He took a map and a few small stones with engraved signs which had been on his desk when Kasa had arrived, carefully placed the map in the centre of the table, and handed the stones to Kasa.
"What do I do with them ?" The young man asked.
"Hold your hand above the map and concentrate on Shinmakoku’s king." The head monk directed him.
Kasa followed his directions and looked down at the map.
"Then open your hand."
The stones fell on the map and rolled, then stopped. They were scattered in a rather random pattern, not two of them were even close.
"There you are," the old man concluded.
"I don’t think that was very helpful." Kasa commented, doubtfully. "It seems I have no talent for this."
"On the contrary." The old man smiled. "This is the result we all have been getting ; we can‘t locate him either."
"Uh? Oh. "
"Well, I have to tell you that none of us wants to bring that news to Shinmakoku’s castle either. The Maou‘s fiancé is known for his fiery temper."
" I understand." Kasa nodded. The life here agreed with him, but it still might be nice to have a chance to know who he was. Besides, the monks had been very helpful, and if he could help them with this travel… "When do I leave ?"
~*****~
Kasa learned a few other things before his departure. They quickly taught him some more about stone divination, which he learned as quickly as he had all the other things they taught him. Then, on the following morning, he bade his new friends farewell and walked down the mountain, away from the monastery and into Shinmakoku.
"You don’t have to come back right away either," the head monk had told him, giving him a staff as a farewell present. "Take your time. Maybe you can meet with people you know, who knows ?"
And so, with priest clothes, a walking staff and his big wooden hat, Kasa slowly made his way to Shinmakoku’s capital.