[fic] Off to See the Wizard, omake (HaruToki4)
Title: Off to See the Wizard, Omake
Fandom: Harukanaru Toki no Naka de 4
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I do not own rights to Haruka or to Wizard of Oz.
Notes: A little bonus chapter following the main story. Should be read after Part One and Part Two. Translations at the end.
Nasatya awoke disoriented. Once he sat up and took in his surroundings, anger welled up inside of him. “That lion! He must have used magic to send me here.”
“Sankanrei,” Eka agreed as he quickly approached his master.
“Of all the places,” Nasatya muttered, glaring at the brightly colored landscape. While the nearby munchkins had fled at his appearance, others could be seen in areas of the town going about their daily activities. The house that stole his brother’s life remained where it had fallen.
“I can return us to the castle, Nasatya-sama” Eka offered.
“Not yet.” The wizard climbed to his feet and approached the house. Hatred, both for the girl who killed his brother and his own inability to avenge Asvin’s death, seethed from inside Nasatya.
Eka followed a few paces behind, keeping a respectful silence for the dead wizard.
Suddenly the door of the house flew open, and a blond munchkin emerged. “Ah! Nii-sama!”
Nasatya’s eyes widened though his frown remained. “Shani. What are you doing in there?”
Grinning, Shani said, “I’ve been helping nurse nii-sama back to health!”
“You what.”
“You should come inside, he’ll be happy to see you too!” Shani disappeared back into the house, leaving Nasatya the option of following.
“Ash is... alive?” He glanced over at the Tsuchigumo. “Help them,” he ordered Eka, who bowed his head and slipped silently into the house ahead of Nasatya. He crossed the threshold slowly, looking around the abandoned house. Voices came from down the hallway, and he tracked them to a bedroom decorated in neutral tan colors. Laying in the bed, with Shani fussing over him, was Asvin.
“Oh, look who finally decided to come visit,” his younger brother quipped. The pallor of his face told the story of his current health, but otherwise Asvin looked much the same as always.
“I thought you were dead,” Nasatya answered.
“That’s what I hear,” Asvin drawled. “Next time you should check more closely. Before you chop off my hair, preferably.”
Shani gave Nasatya a sheepish look. “I kinda told him you were the one who did that,” he said apologetically.
Nasatya leveled a look at Asvin. “You can have it back if you want your braid that badly. It’s at my castle.”
“Well, at least you avenged me.” The comment was flippant, but Asvin’s smile was sincere. Nasatya found it difficult to force the words to contradict his brother past his lips.
“About that...”
“Tell me about it while we eat.” Asvin turned to Shani. “There’s a kitchen here, right? I’m starving, and I’m up to walking that far.”
Shani beamed at his older brother. “Okay! I’ll go prepare dinner!” He scampered out of the room humming to himself.
Asvin shook his head, amused. “Saty, help me with my boots, would you?”
Nasatya raised an eyebrow. “Your boots?” Apparently Shani had not recounted that particular detail.
“Yeah, my boots.” Asvin shot him a questioning glance. “Aren’t they by the bed or something?”
“No.” Nasatya ignored his brother for the moment, instead directing his attention to Eka who stood silently on the other side of the room. “Eka, help Shani.”
“Understood, Nasatya-sama.” The Tsuchigumo quickly retreated toward the front of the house.
“What’s going on?” Asvin asked, carefully sitting himself up. “You’re behaving strangely, Saty.”
“She took your boots, Ash,” Nasatya explained, irritated at the witch, the damn girl, and himself for failing to stop her.
“Who took them?” Asvin demanded, ruby eyes narrowing to sharp slits.
“The earth witch. She put them on the girl who dropped this house on you.” Nasatya turned to the side to avoid Asvin’s angry gaze.
“Why the hell would she do that?” His tone was a mix of disbelief, annoyance, and a trace of amusement.
“I... don’t know.” He truly had no idea why the witch had done such a foolish thing. The boots were worth nothing to the girl.
Asvin let out a deep sigh. “Well, at least I can get them back. I assume they’re also at your castle? You wouldn’t have thought to bring them since you assumed I was dead.”
Nasatya scowled darkly. “No. I failed to retrieve them.” He crossed his arms and faced his brother.
“What!” A sharp wince indicated that Asvin had aggravated his injuries. “You thought she killed me, and you didn’t punish her?”
“I planned to!” Nasatya said coldly. “One of her companions used a sankanrei to transport Eka and I here. No doubt she has already escaped with the help of Oz.”
Frustration readable in his expression, Asvin inhaled a long breath. “So, let me get this straight. Not only did this girl drop a house on me, but she also stole my boots. And you, Saty, cut off my braid, failed to recover my boots, and on top of that you let her escape instead of taking revenge for my death? What kind of brother are you?”
Nasatya rolled his eyes at the overly dramatic speech and spun on his heel. “I’m leaving. Once you’ve recovered you can stop by for your braid.”
“Oi, Saty,” Asvin called down the hall after him. “At least give me your boots, then!”
Ignoring the request, Nasatya continued through the house. “Shani, look after Ash. I’m leaving.”
“Sure thing, nii-sama!” Shani chirped as he stirred a large pot on the stove. “Will you be back for dinner?”
“No. Ash requires a new pair of boots.” Without another word, Nasatya strode outside, Eka following behind him. “Everything I went through... I’m tempted to drop a house on him myself,” he muttered. Beside him the Tsuchigumo wisely remained silent. “Return us to the castle, Eka.”
~ ~ ~
Translations:
sankanrei - literally, 3 breaking bells; a magical item that transports a person with no control over the destination
-sama - very formal suffix used to convey respect
nii-sama - very formal way of referring to an older brother
And that's the end! The Princes of Tokoyo are going to be after my blood. On a more serious note, I hope this school year won't resemble last year (3 posted stories in a year? OTL) but RL will most likely interfere with free time/creative pursuits just as much if not more than last year.
Fandom: Harukanaru Toki no Naka de 4
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I do not own rights to Haruka or to Wizard of Oz.
Notes: A little bonus chapter following the main story. Should be read after Part One and Part Two. Translations at the end.
Nasatya awoke disoriented. Once he sat up and took in his surroundings, anger welled up inside of him. “That lion! He must have used magic to send me here.”
“Sankanrei,” Eka agreed as he quickly approached his master.
“Of all the places,” Nasatya muttered, glaring at the brightly colored landscape. While the nearby munchkins had fled at his appearance, others could be seen in areas of the town going about their daily activities. The house that stole his brother’s life remained where it had fallen.
“I can return us to the castle, Nasatya-sama” Eka offered.
“Not yet.” The wizard climbed to his feet and approached the house. Hatred, both for the girl who killed his brother and his own inability to avenge Asvin’s death, seethed from inside Nasatya.
Eka followed a few paces behind, keeping a respectful silence for the dead wizard.
Suddenly the door of the house flew open, and a blond munchkin emerged. “Ah! Nii-sama!”
Nasatya’s eyes widened though his frown remained. “Shani. What are you doing in there?”
Grinning, Shani said, “I’ve been helping nurse nii-sama back to health!”
“You what.”
“You should come inside, he’ll be happy to see you too!” Shani disappeared back into the house, leaving Nasatya the option of following.
“Ash is... alive?” He glanced over at the Tsuchigumo. “Help them,” he ordered Eka, who bowed his head and slipped silently into the house ahead of Nasatya. He crossed the threshold slowly, looking around the abandoned house. Voices came from down the hallway, and he tracked them to a bedroom decorated in neutral tan colors. Laying in the bed, with Shani fussing over him, was Asvin.
“Oh, look who finally decided to come visit,” his younger brother quipped. The pallor of his face told the story of his current health, but otherwise Asvin looked much the same as always.
“I thought you were dead,” Nasatya answered.
“That’s what I hear,” Asvin drawled. “Next time you should check more closely. Before you chop off my hair, preferably.”
Shani gave Nasatya a sheepish look. “I kinda told him you were the one who did that,” he said apologetically.
Nasatya leveled a look at Asvin. “You can have it back if you want your braid that badly. It’s at my castle.”
“Well, at least you avenged me.” The comment was flippant, but Asvin’s smile was sincere. Nasatya found it difficult to force the words to contradict his brother past his lips.
“About that...”
“Tell me about it while we eat.” Asvin turned to Shani. “There’s a kitchen here, right? I’m starving, and I’m up to walking that far.”
Shani beamed at his older brother. “Okay! I’ll go prepare dinner!” He scampered out of the room humming to himself.
Asvin shook his head, amused. “Saty, help me with my boots, would you?”
Nasatya raised an eyebrow. “Your boots?” Apparently Shani had not recounted that particular detail.
“Yeah, my boots.” Asvin shot him a questioning glance. “Aren’t they by the bed or something?”
“No.” Nasatya ignored his brother for the moment, instead directing his attention to Eka who stood silently on the other side of the room. “Eka, help Shani.”
“Understood, Nasatya-sama.” The Tsuchigumo quickly retreated toward the front of the house.
“What’s going on?” Asvin asked, carefully sitting himself up. “You’re behaving strangely, Saty.”
“She took your boots, Ash,” Nasatya explained, irritated at the witch, the damn girl, and himself for failing to stop her.
“Who took them?” Asvin demanded, ruby eyes narrowing to sharp slits.
“The earth witch. She put them on the girl who dropped this house on you.” Nasatya turned to the side to avoid Asvin’s angry gaze.
“Why the hell would she do that?” His tone was a mix of disbelief, annoyance, and a trace of amusement.
“I... don’t know.” He truly had no idea why the witch had done such a foolish thing. The boots were worth nothing to the girl.
Asvin let out a deep sigh. “Well, at least I can get them back. I assume they’re also at your castle? You wouldn’t have thought to bring them since you assumed I was dead.”
Nasatya scowled darkly. “No. I failed to retrieve them.” He crossed his arms and faced his brother.
“What!” A sharp wince indicated that Asvin had aggravated his injuries. “You thought she killed me, and you didn’t punish her?”
“I planned to!” Nasatya said coldly. “One of her companions used a sankanrei to transport Eka and I here. No doubt she has already escaped with the help of Oz.”
Frustration readable in his expression, Asvin inhaled a long breath. “So, let me get this straight. Not only did this girl drop a house on me, but she also stole my boots. And you, Saty, cut off my braid, failed to recover my boots, and on top of that you let her escape instead of taking revenge for my death? What kind of brother are you?”
Nasatya rolled his eyes at the overly dramatic speech and spun on his heel. “I’m leaving. Once you’ve recovered you can stop by for your braid.”
“Oi, Saty,” Asvin called down the hall after him. “At least give me your boots, then!”
Ignoring the request, Nasatya continued through the house. “Shani, look after Ash. I’m leaving.”
“Sure thing, nii-sama!” Shani chirped as he stirred a large pot on the stove. “Will you be back for dinner?”
“No. Ash requires a new pair of boots.” Without another word, Nasatya strode outside, Eka following behind him. “Everything I went through... I’m tempted to drop a house on him myself,” he muttered. Beside him the Tsuchigumo wisely remained silent. “Return us to the castle, Eka.”
~ ~ ~
Translations:
sankanrei - literally, 3 breaking bells; a magical item that transports a person with no control over the destination
-sama - very formal suffix used to convey respect
nii-sama - very formal way of referring to an older brother
And that's the end! The Princes of Tokoyo are going to be after my blood. On a more serious note, I hope this school year won't resemble last year (3 posted stories in a year? OTL) but RL will most likely interfere with free time/creative pursuits just as much if not more than last year.