| Shirahime ( @ 2007-08-06 02:13:00 |
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| Entry tags: | konzen/goku, saiyuki gaiden |
Ripples Across the Lake
Title: Ripples Across the Lake
Author/Artist: Shirahime
Pairing: Konzen & Goku
Fandom: Saiyuki
Rating: PG
Theme: #4-Our distance and that person
Word count: 984
Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters from Saiyuki Gaiden and I’m not making any money from them.
Goku bounded toward Konzen’s rooms, clutching a small item in his hand. It was a colored stone that he’d found by the lake that he sometimes visits. The blue and white swirls on the stone had fascinated him, and he thought that it would make a nice gift for his caretaker. Goku smiled to himself. He thought of the image of Konzen scowling as he usually did when he gave him some item from around heaven that he’d found. And as usual, the god would probably put it on his desk despite his complaints, just like the flowers that Goku always brought him.
As Goku entered, he was about to call out when he heard the sound of talking. Tenpou was apparently with Konzen in one of the inner rooms, and they seemed to be discussing some serious matter. Something made Goku pad quietly over to the door, which was slightly ajar. He watched the two gods through the opening. Konzen sat on a couch against the far wall, his arms folded against his chest and his head slightly bowed. Tenpou sat nearby, gazing at his friend intently.
“Sometimes, I wonder, Tenpou…” Goku heard Konzen say in a low voice.
“What’s that, Konzen?”
“Sometimes I wonder if Goku belongs in Heaven, caught up in the politics of this place. It was a mistake for him to have been brought here. Maybe I should talk to Kanzeon about sending him back under Heaven…”
Goku’s eyes widened in horror and disbelief. He absently noted the sound of Tenpou’s voice, sympathetic and soothing, but the rest of the conversation became a blur as he tried to stave off the wetness that rose from his eyes. Failing in this, tears trickled down his cheeks that soon became a flood. He really doesn’t want me here, Goku thought. Turning from the door, he raced out of the room and down the hallway, chains rattling as he went.