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Title: A Vacation -Fated meeting part 1
Author: Ree
Theme: Shitennou (Prague)
Genre: General
Version: Manga/Anime Crystal Tokyo
Rating: G
Takeuchi Naoko had the wonderful imagination to create these gentlemen and their companions. I've just decided to borrow their look alike doubles and give them scripts.
*Smiling*....Whew.. done.. I hope..
A Vacation -Fated meeting part 1
AN: Goshintai - the sacred body of the kami
A chihaya is the Miko outfit like Rei wears at the temple.
Kunzite sank down in the booth and waited for the waitress to hurry up and take his order. It had been a long day of petty meetings, but they were finally over. 'Finally, I get to have a bit of a vacation.' Leaning back in his seat he decided he wasn't in that much of a rush. As he waited, he thought about where he wanted to go. All the normal tourist trap destinations percolated through his brain. Prague, Rhine, Paris, London, New York; each one had their own appeal. But, he wasn't sure he wanted the hassle of traveling that far. He kept turning over possiblilties until he felt the presence of the waitress hovering near him. Dragging himself back to the present, he ordered.
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With a camera around his neck and dressed in casual clothes, Kunzite joined the tour heading up the side of Mount Fuji. As he let the information the tour guide was reading flow through the back of his mind, he watched the beauty of the mountain pass by the window. Occasionally, errors and misinformation in the tour guide's monologue snagged his attention, and Kunzite had to restrain himself from correcting him. So much of what the man was saying was based on pure speculation.
Finally, the bus deposited them up on the mountain side. The tour provided a picnic lunch to all those who wanted it. Kunzite wandered to the far side of the clearing with his lunch. Finding a quiet spot, he settled in hopes that some of the peacefulness would soak into him and calm his frazzled soul.
A few hours later, Kunzite stepped off the tour bus a little calmer, a little more at peace with himself than when he had gotten on. Then, he realized that he had mistakenly exited the bus at the wrong stop. Looking around, he tried to determine how to get back to his hotel.
Suddenly, he heard a soft call thrumming in his bones and pulling him to it. When it stopped, Kunzite looked around, shaken to his core that something could control him like a helpless doll. He found himself standing in the center of a temple's courtyard. People were pouring out of the main temple area, and their conversation drifted to him.
"Priestess Chieko's prayers are so strong." "Yeah. Whenever she prays you can almost here the Earth singing." "I love coming here when Priestess Chieko is in charge of the temple."
A small doubt, a niggling fear, blossomed into a full fledged worry. 'Who is this priestess? I have to check this out. If she is up to no good, if she is using her gift for evil..' The memory of Beryl came to the forefront of his mind. Leaving all thoughts of his vacation in the courtyard, Kunzite headed for the main temple.
Under the guise of a worshiper come to mediate, he studied her. The first thing he noticed was her stunning beauty. Her long hair was as black as the night sky, and her eyes looked like melted dark chocolate. Both of these emphasized the paleness of her skin. Kunzite wondered how much time she spent inside. Looking past her surface, he tried to find any taint of darkness. He couldn't find any.
The calmness of the temple soaked its way through him. 'I think I'm going to stay here for awhile and study her. She might be hiding something.' Finishing a short prayer, Kunzite went to find the head priest to see if he could be an acolyte for a week.
After a bit of haggling, the priest let him join on a trail basis. Kunzite looked at the broom the old man had shoved into his hand. With the tiniest bit of a smile, he started sweeping. 'At least the old man gave in. I almost had to tell him who I was and make him do so.' He swept the leaves off of the main path. 'And I doubt he would have me sweeping the courtyard if he knew who I was. You can hear so much in a courtyard.'
Chieko watched the newest acolyte sweeping. As she watched the tall, white haired man, she felt something wasn't quite right. Something in his demeanor made her think that he was a powerful person.
Meditating and answers - Fated meeting part 2
Author: Ree
Theme: Shitennou (Prague)
Genre: General
Version: Manga/Anime Crystal Tokyo
Rating: G
Takeuchi Naoko had the wonderful imagination to create these gentlemen and their companions. I've just decided to borrow their look alike doubles and give them scripts.
*Smiling*....Whew.. done.. I hope..
A Vacation -Fated meeting part 1
AN: Goshintai - the sacred body of the kami
A chihaya is the Miko outfit like Rei wears at the temple.
Kunzite sank down in the booth and waited for the waitress to hurry up and take his order. It had been a long day of petty meetings, but they were finally over. 'Finally, I get to have a bit of a vacation.' Leaning back in his seat he decided he wasn't in that much of a rush. As he waited, he thought about where he wanted to go. All the normal tourist trap destinations percolated through his brain. Prague, Rhine, Paris, London, New York; each one had their own appeal. But, he wasn't sure he wanted the hassle of traveling that far. He kept turning over possiblilties until he felt the presence of the waitress hovering near him. Dragging himself back to the present, he ordered.
*********
With a camera around his neck and dressed in casual clothes, Kunzite joined the tour heading up the side of Mount Fuji. As he let the information the tour guide was reading flow through the back of his mind, he watched the beauty of the mountain pass by the window. Occasionally, errors and misinformation in the tour guide's monologue snagged his attention, and Kunzite had to restrain himself from correcting him. So much of what the man was saying was based on pure speculation.
Finally, the bus deposited them up on the mountain side. The tour provided a picnic lunch to all those who wanted it. Kunzite wandered to the far side of the clearing with his lunch. Finding a quiet spot, he settled in hopes that some of the peacefulness would soak into him and calm his frazzled soul.
A few hours later, Kunzite stepped off the tour bus a little calmer, a little more at peace with himself than when he had gotten on. Then, he realized that he had mistakenly exited the bus at the wrong stop. Looking around, he tried to determine how to get back to his hotel.
Suddenly, he heard a soft call thrumming in his bones and pulling him to it. When it stopped, Kunzite looked around, shaken to his core that something could control him like a helpless doll. He found himself standing in the center of a temple's courtyard. People were pouring out of the main temple area, and their conversation drifted to him.
"Priestess Chieko's prayers are so strong." "Yeah. Whenever she prays you can almost here the Earth singing." "I love coming here when Priestess Chieko is in charge of the temple."
A small doubt, a niggling fear, blossomed into a full fledged worry. 'Who is this priestess? I have to check this out. If she is up to no good, if she is using her gift for evil..' The memory of Beryl came to the forefront of his mind. Leaving all thoughts of his vacation in the courtyard, Kunzite headed for the main temple.
Under the guise of a worshiper come to mediate, he studied her. The first thing he noticed was her stunning beauty. Her long hair was as black as the night sky, and her eyes looked like melted dark chocolate. Both of these emphasized the paleness of her skin. Kunzite wondered how much time she spent inside. Looking past her surface, he tried to find any taint of darkness. He couldn't find any.
The calmness of the temple soaked its way through him. 'I think I'm going to stay here for awhile and study her. She might be hiding something.' Finishing a short prayer, Kunzite went to find the head priest to see if he could be an acolyte for a week.
After a bit of haggling, the priest let him join on a trail basis. Kunzite looked at the broom the old man had shoved into his hand. With the tiniest bit of a smile, he started sweeping. 'At least the old man gave in. I almost had to tell him who I was and make him do so.' He swept the leaves off of the main path. 'And I doubt he would have me sweeping the courtyard if he knew who I was. You can hear so much in a courtyard.'
Chieko watched the newest acolyte sweeping. As she watched the tall, white haired man, she felt something wasn't quite right. Something in his demeanor made her think that he was a powerful person.
Meditating and answers - Fated meeting part 2