MoonHeaven

Ch.13

It is now late in the evening, everyone has been getting ready all day. Yamato was in his room just sitting meditating.

*I wonder what will happen. It’s been only a few weeks now but things are so hectic. Kari’s right. What am I doing? I have an obligation. I can’t stay here. I’m so lost in what to do.* he thought to himself. He got up and opened the window. He looked out at the mountains. A tear escaped his right eye. “I wish I knew why this is all happening.” He said to himself.

Yamato walked over to his bed where the cloths he had worn when he first arrived there lay. He picked up the pants and looked at them. They were ripped and torn. He placed his hand over the shirt while still holding the pants and as he did the fabric began to glow. It took only a second, but when the glowing faded they were fully healed again, but they were different also. The color had been changed to black. There were metal rings and straps hanging from the pants. They were heavy enough to keep the heat trapped inside when it was cold but let it escape when it was warm out also. He took them and put them on. Now, instead of a normal looking man standing there, there stood a man with six silver wings. His hair flowed with the wind, dressed in dark cloths that rung with metal and straps hanging down around him. Surprisingly though his eyes were still blue.

He ran out of his room in silence. It was now pitch black outside. The firefly’s glow is all that illuminated the night other then a silver crescent moon. Sayuri walked out of her room and leaned against one of the support pillars and looked up at the sky. A look of surprise hit her when she noticed the figure of Yamato jumping up to the rooftop just ahead of her, his wings spread and all. She then noticed the cloths he was wearing. Yamato turned his head to see her starring right at him. Landing on the roof he crouched down and looked back at her.  He spread his wings and took off without hesitation.

Sayuri just looked on still for a moment before her body would move. Kari walked out to see Sayuri almost in shock.

“What’s wrong?” Kari asked.

Sayuri turned her head slowly to look at Kari. “I don’t know” she said finally. Kari had a kind of dumbfounded look on her face.

Yamato flew with incredible speed through the mist and the darkness of the night.  He hadn’t been paying attention to where he was going.  As he was flying thoughts were running through his head.

“What should I do?” he said to himself out loud. The problem that he now faced is he knew what he should do, and that is to choose.  But why should he have to he wondered. He is a prince and has a fiancé.  His head began to spin. Suddenly a warm feeling came over him and everything went white. He felt at ease…calm. A since of peace is all he could feel. He didn’t know where he was or what he had been doing. Suddenly the planet below him became illuminated as if the ground were glowing. Everything gave off a brilliant light…a spectrum of colors so vivid it turned pure darkness into a world illuminated as if it were daylight out.

“Could my night vision be kicking in?” he wondered. He could see the air as it moved by him now. It moved like waves and he swam through them like a fish in the ocean. There was a path that seemed brighter then the rest of his glowing surroundings. This was the path he was on. Jumping from tree branch’s through the air, bouncing off of rocks, moving with incredible speed down the path made of light. He could now hear a vibratory hum of energy all around him. It was a harmony of beautiful sound.

Ahead of him at the end of his road of light was a light so intense and bright it was as if the sun itself sat on the earth in front of him. When he reached this glowing orb, he reached first his hand to make sure it was ok to touch. He felt no intense heat, just the warmth like he did while on the path up to this place. Walking farther into the light, it began to dissipate until the ground and everything around glowed only as if it were daylight again. As Yamato walked around he noticed pillars. They were old and broken down, weathered even from rain and sand. On them was writing. An ancient text…one that surprisingly he recognized, in fact it was so familiar to him it was as if the language was native to him.

He began to read a story from a time long ago when the sky was dark and fire rained upon their blue world. Calling fourth the power of the moon god he cut the seas and land from around the ancients and lifted them into the sky. He parted the atmosphere and gave this tiny land water that always flowed and never ran out. The atmosphere sustained itself and allowed life to be fruitful. The land was enriched and exotic plants grew. When he was finished he lifted the little island up between the moon and the earth. And so the ancient city avoided the great fireball. It is said that the debris from the fireballs impact flew from the earth and the god collected it, he then added it to his island and smiled. When he rested it was said that seven powerful gems rose to the island. The people there, the ancients, had knowledge and wisdom beyond that of the common people. Their city had great technologies and it is said that their special knowledge came from their having wings.

“Wings!?” Yamato said to himself. He got up and walked to the edge of a vast crater. Looking down he was stunned by the shear size.

“Surely this wasn’t created by a meteor impact.” He said out loud. Looking towards the center of the crater he noticed a shining object. Running up to it he could now see what it was. It was a ball of energy! Closing his eyes and holding out his hands he focused on the energy ball. Slowly it lifted from its place in the earth and into his hands. A shock rushed up his arms to his head, the power that was already staggering kept increasing. It shone so bright that once again the area was engulfed in white light. When the light dimmed Yamato found himself standing in front if a very tall building. He looked around to see a vast city full of people…some with wings, some without.

“Where am I now??” Yamato wondered.

MoonHeaven

Ch. XII

The light was still not up over the horizon, the wind blew ever so gently through the night. Kari was wandering around still wondering if her brother was ok. She sat on the porch and held a flower she had picked. The sky was clear and the moon’s light was shining down on her face. Finally she got up and decided to go check on him. Kitsuni still hadn’t gotten to sleep yet either. Something about how unexplainable this all was bothered her. She heard little Kari’s footsteps creeping by her door.

Kitsuni opened her door slowly so it wouldn’t make a sound. Kari wasn’t more then 10 feet in front of her and still creeping slowly down the hall.

“What do you think your doing?” Kitsuni said just above a whisper.

Kari jumped frozen in place.

“Your going to your brothers room, aren’t you?” she continued.

Kari nodded timidly. Kitsuni smiled and put her hand on Kari’s shoulder.

“Then, let’s go.” She said.

A smile came onto Kari’s face and they continued on. They slid the door to Yamato’s room open a little bit and looked in. A look of shock came across both their faces when they saw Yamato and Sayuri cuddled up there together. *What in the world is going on?!* Kari thought. It was then she noticed when he moved a bit and it face could be seen in the faint light, a smile and a happy expression on his face.

Kari walked away from the door out into the courtyard and stood in the moonlight. In Kitsuni’s eyes it looked almost as if she were glowing a shining silver.

“Kari, let’s go back to bed.” Kitsuni said.

“No, that’s ok. I’m going to wait here till morning. I must talk with my brother.” Kari responded.

“Oh…goodnight then.” Kitsuni said

“Oyasumi nasai miss Kitsuni” Kari replied.

Morning came and the suns warming rays shone on the house. Kari was humped into a ball leaning with her back to one of the support pillars. It was coming on ten o’clock in the morning and Sayuri still hadn’t woken up. Kitsuni walked by and held out a fruit to Kari.

“It’s called dragon-fruit. It’s really good.” Kitsuni said. Kari took the fruit and took a bite into it. It was different tasting, sweet with a hint of flare to it. Kari looked at Kitsuni while munching on the tasty little treat.

“This fruit is very exotic. I got it from a friend of mine at the market this morning.” Kitsuni said.

“Thank you.” Kari said. “its very delicious.”

Kitsuni smiled back at her then looked out at the field. “Hey, I know what your going to talk to your brother about. And I cant blame you. But…” Kari interrupted

“Do you? Do you honestly know what it is?”

“Well I can guess at least. You upset that your brother is getting close to Sayuri so fast right?”

“No, that’s not it.”

“Then what?” Kitsuni asked.

Kari was silent for a few moments. “He’s engaged.” Kitsuni’s eyes almost bulged out of her head as she jumped upright studdering.

“W-wa-what?!” she said.

Kari nodded her head. “they have been together for many months now. So now I see him and how happy he is around Sayuri  and I can see he’s drifting away from Makoto.”

“Makoto is the woman he’s engaged to?” Kitsuni asked.

“Yes.” Kari responded.

Yamato heard the voices outside the room. He couldn’t make out what they were saying though. He looked down to see Sayuri still laying on his chest. He picked up her head and layed it on the pillow. *She looks so cute.* he thought. He kissed her forhead , got up and walked out of his room. Kari and Kitsuni turned their heads. Kitsuni got up and walked back to her room.

“Ohayo gozaimas nii-san” Kari said.

“Ohayo nee-chan.” Yamato said “How come your not out running around like usual?” he asked.

“We need to talk.” Kari said. Yamato looked at her for a moment before sitting down.

“What’s on your mind?” Yamato asked.

“Well, last night I was gonna sneak into your room and check on you…but when I opened the door I saw Sayuri laying there, curled up with you. Then I thought about all the other things that have occoured since I got here, the incident with Shadow…the emerald in a strangers hands.” She looked him in the eyes. “I can see you like Sayuri. But my question is how much? And what of back home…Makoto, she still awaits you. Have you just abandoned her?”

Yamato’s head lowered and a tear could be seen falling from his face. “I don’t know Kari. I’m not sure about anything anymore. I pray you never wind up in the situation I’m in, ever. What makes it so hard is the fact im so close to both of them and, well…I love them both. Makoto gave me a reason to live other then to protect the emeralds, and Sayuri I literally owe my live several times over. I handed her the emerald because I felt I could trust her. And then the incident with Shadow…the way I beat him was a combination of my power with her power.” Yamato looked up at the sky, tears still rolling down his face. “I’m planning on returning home this evening with you…and Sayuri.”

Kari’s face lit up with surprise and happiness. “What!? Really??” she asked

Yamato wiped the tears from his face. “Yep, It’s time I went back and talked to mother and father.” He reached over and gave her a hug. Smiling he said “Now go get your things together.” Kari nodded and ran off to her room. Yamato just smiled as he watched her run along. When she entered her room he returned his attention to the sky and watched the swallows that were playing above the house in the sunlight.

Kitsuni walked up silently behind him. She made sure not to make a sound. she just stood there and looked down at Yamato.

“Are you just gonna stand there and look at me all day or are you gonna sit down and talk?” Yamato said still watching the sky.

“How did you…?” Kitsuni said puzzled and shocked.

“It was the scent of the Dragon-fruit that you’ve been eating. You have one in hand now don’t you?” he said.

“Yes…I brought it for you.” She said to him.

“Come sit.” Yamato said with a motion of his hand.

Kitsuni sat down next to him. She was wearing a beautiful red silk kimono, her hair was short but up in a bun. She wore earrings that shone and glistened. “Your sister told me about Makoto.” She said

“I’m planning on returning home tonight.” He said.

“What is your relationship with Sayuri?’ She asked.

“To be honest I don’t know. If your asking me if I love her, I do.”

“What about Makoto?”

“That’s the problem, I love her as well.” Kitsuni just sat there, almost stunned that he would be so open with her about it. “When I go home Sayuri might come with me. Then I will go and speak with mother and father about the situation I’m in. I will make my decision then. “

“Oh? What’s your homeland like?” Kitsuni asked.

“Well where I live is on an island. It’s very large though. Other then the castle there’s a large city on one side and a vast and beautiful forest on the other. Past the forest there are mountains, and the lakes from them flow silver water.”

“So do all your people have wings like you?” Kitsuni asked. As she asked he had taken a bite into the dragon-fruit. After she asked he about chocked on it.

“How do you know I have wings?!” he asked in surprise.

“Though their not always visible if I look hard at you I can see them.” She replied with her fox like smile.

“They all have wings, yes.” He replied finally.

“Then Sayuri should fit right in then.”

“What do you mean?” Yamato asked.

“Come now. I know you’ve noticed. She’s had to keep it a guarded secret from everyone but her most trusted friends and family. She has wings like you do.” She answered. “You probably don’t know this, but the family she had here was not her real family. Her father saw us playing one day and also saw that her wings were out. Later that evening he pulled me aside and told me everything. Her real parents both had wings but were so badly injured when he had found them that her true father asked that he do him the favor and take Sayuri. Her true mother asked also that she be raised to live a happy and peaceful life. He took baby Sayuri in his arms and nodded in agreement. The mother and father smiled and simply vanished. He said it all felt like a dream until he woke up with her next to him the next morning. He begged me not to tell her or anyone about any of this…or her wings. When the old man died he asked that I protect her.” There was a tear in her eye.

Yamato took his hand and wiped the tears from her eyes. “That’s a hard story. I take it he was like a father to you as well.” He said. Kitsuni nodded. “Then I ask you, do you wish to come with us as well?” Kitsuni looked up into his eyes and tears began to stream from them. She nodded and said “Yes, I would be honered to accompany you both.” Yamato smiled and looked back up at the sky.

Kitsuni got up and said “Well if I’m to go as well, I should prepare. “ then walked off. The door slid open behind Yamato. There stood Sayuri looking at him with a big smile. she lunged at him knocking him off the deck into the grass. She had him pinned. He smiled and said “Ohayo!” with a chuckle in his voice. The landing in the grass caused such a disturbance that both Kari and Kitsuni flung open their doors and ran out wondering what happened. When they say Sayuri having Yamato pinned to the ground and the beat red face of Sayuri they all began to laugh. Later tonight they would go…to MoonHeaven.

End Ch XII

MoonHeaven

Ch.11

There was a large, round, and glowing full moon out. Wind was gently blowing through the trees and seemed to make waves across the grass. The city itself was quiet, no cars around the streets for miles, implying that it was early in the morning. There were no clouds in the sky. Snow covered the small patches of grass but only covered them lightly.

Inside the small house there was a hum of a computer and the pattering of a cats feet running around. In a small room not much bigger then a jail cell, Yamato laid there in his bed sleeping…but not soundly. He was moving around irraticly, one hand clutching to his katana next to him, the other gripping and releasing the blanket covering him. Suddenly his eyes were open wide and he sprung up from his bed.

He sat in a crouching position with one hand holding the sheath of his katana and the other over the handle prepared to commit battou-jutsu at any moment. His long hair was down in his face, but flowed as if there were wind blowing around him. His eyes looked sharp in to the darkened room, his ears alert, breathing heavally. After a few minutes of not hearing anything he finally sat back, his back against the wall. There was sweat coming off his body.

*What was that…a dream?* he thought to himself still trying to catch his breath.

He got up off his bed and walked out to the kitchen. Opening the fridge he took out a bottle opened it and poured some of its contents into glass. He walked into the living room and sat in his chair next to the window. Looking out at the night sky he sipped his drink. As he sat there a feeling came over him, followed by lightness then everything went white. When he came to, he found him self still in his chair but with the urge to go out.

He got up out of his chair and threw on s pair of his Tripp pants and one of his button-up shirts, he grabbed a long black leather trench coat from the closet and his wallet from the table next to him, and left. He lived in an upstairs apartment and the stairs were outside, covered in ice. He jumped over the top railing down to the ground below. The landing did not phase him at all.

Walking slowly he went down various hills and turned to find a dead silence to the night. It was calming and peacefull. *This is about the only time I get to be alone.* he thought. He reached a fence and walked thorugh into a field. There was a school not far ahead across the field. Somewhere around the middle of the field he stopped and looked up at the stars. It felt to him like the world was moving and he was getting lighter. The stars were beautiful. *if only I could just go home.* he thought. After standing there for a few minutes he looked strait ahead and began to walk again.

He walked behind Fastrack, and then in front of the McDonalds next to it, stopping at a crossroads. He just stood there and closed his eyes. When he opened them he began to walk out in the middle of the empty streets. He looked around for a moment while walking then pulled his attention back to where he was going. Suddenly the wind picked up and blew fearcily around him. Yamato just stood there, his long coat flapping in the breeze and his hair flowing with the wind.

*Interesting.* he thought. He continued on his walk. It took min about fifteen or so minutes to get where he was going from the intersection. As Yamato took a step onto the holyy ground the wind again picked up and blew fearcely around him. This time he continued to walk as if the wind wasn’t there to apply any kind of force. Standing over the cliff face looking down at the outstretch of cement into the formation of circular rocks known to him and others as the cove, he stood and threw off his jacket. The air around the area was now warm instead of the staggering cold of the winter. He unbuttoned his shirt. It was littered with Japanese characters and flame designs. It was an interesting shirt indeed. He again threw the shirt next to the jacket and took from his pants pocket a large diamond like object that seemed to glow intensely in the moonlight.

*This damn thing. Even mellenia after all that happened I still have the memories…all because I have to guard this damn thing.* he thought to himself.

“Oh well. It can’t be helped I guess.” He said with reluctance. He raised the gem in both hands up at the full moon. The wind, if it could be seen as he felt it was dancing and swirling around him. The gem began to glow brighter and brighter still till its light shone brighter then that of the moon.

“Chaos…Control!!” Yamato shouted! The area around him began to shine brilliantly. The rocks and grass, even the water began to look and shine with a brilliance that made the area look…beautiful. The birds that flew overhead began to land and watch. The squirls in the trees collected and sat to watch also. Te fish in the lake began to splash about. It was quite the sight. The light that was in his hands no split into two lights that moved down his arms into his chest, becoming one bright light again and resting at his heart.

The light faded till there was no more light coming from him at all. Yamato lowered his arms to his sides and opened his eyes. The brilliance that had shone from the rocks and water, the grass and animals…was still there. The area had been replenished. The trees started to show some small leaves and looked better in color. This brought a smile to Yamato’s face. That smile was short lived though. With a beat of his heart, a wave went throughout his body. The pain was excruciating. He fell to his knees riving. The pain from his body numbed and moved to his back. Six little bumps formed upon his back, growing in size until the finally burst open revealing feathers. And as they grew outward , still riving due to the pain, Yamato tried to pull his body towards the cove the best he could. With one sudden burst of pain he felt numbed and relieved as his six wings had finally fully grown.

“Damn, I forgot how much that hurts.” He commented to himself. He stood up again. “Tomorrow people will come here and desecrate and soil this place as usual.” He sighed and walked over to where his coat layed. He picked it up and draped it and his shirt over his arm and stood on the center rock in the crescent shaped cove. The cove itself seemed to resonate and thank him. He bowed, turned, and walked away. This time he jumped into the air and flew home the night air was again cold now that he had left his sacred place. Landing at the top of the stairs leading to his apartment, he shivered allover and burst through the door. Once he was warmed up a bit he closed his eyes and the wings glowed for a second then vanished.

He sat in front of his computer and got online for a few moments. *No one’s on.* he thought. Looking around he noticed a piece of paper and suddenly had the urge to draw. He got a pencil and took the piece of paper and drew the scene of the place he had been that night. *For a landscape it actually came out really good.* he thought to himself. He quickly scanned his picture and put it up on the artist’s website he used. He yawned. *I should go back to bed…* he thought. He put up an away message for his messenger program and sat in his chair for a few minutes more thinking about the dream he had had of the past.

“I wonder if history really will repeat itself.” He said as his eyes grew heavy. Not much later he was fast asleep in his chair.

End Ch.11