Bishounen Muyou: Kagato's Revenge part 2 of 3

Bishounen Muyou: Kagato's Revenge part 2 of 3

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There was no mistaking it. It had most definitely been said in a deep throaty way that made you feel all gooey and stupid.

Tenchi sprang to her feet, taking in the real world around her. She was still on the roof, it was night-time and her shoulder was killing her. There was no tall, dark and handsome stranger; naked, glowing and anemic or otherwise.

Reaching behind her, she plucked back aching rock from her spine and shook her head.

"Oh man, it's night! Achika's gonna murderize me!" That's it! She was definitely going to limit her Amagasaki exposure. The boys found her weird
enough as is.

Hmmm, something was amiss though; something beyond the
simple squirmy feelings left after a brush with pent up sexual fantasies ala freaknic. Where was her backpack?

"I have to say, I find these satchels rather amusing. Tell me exactly where do you find the creatures for the slaughter? Are they simply bred for cuteness and stomach capacity?"


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Shivers lived la vida loca all up and down Tenchi's spine as she slowly turned to face the voice.

He was neither naked, glowing nor anemic, but the voice was all there. White gloves held her Ura, examining it closely, while adjusting a pair of mini shades that seemed to have no actual wire frame for support. Odd purple and green robes draped over his form, leaving little other than his head exposed.

It was just as well, for it was the face that drew her eyes like moths on a kamikaze mission for the sun. It was smooth, though somewhat angular, his
skin pale and with just a touch of purple hues. Long white hair scattered about, though carefully tied in the back. And his eyes, they were simply a spectacular shade of green.

If the shade hadn't extended from pupil to lid, it might have not been so damn terrifying.

Even with those eyes, he was quite handsome. No, he was downright beautiful. The young man seemed to wear beauty like a poisonous frog might wear red.

He gave her a thin lipped smile that seemed to imply that while amusing things were happening, and it was all well and good to get lost in the moment; any minute now and the devouring would begin. With a flick, he tossed the backpack back to Tenchi and addressed her formally.

"Just so we don't have any unfortunate accidents, like with the Splugorthians; you are Tenchi Masaki, correct?"

Catching the fuzzy missile had been a bit difficult, what with the wobbling of her knees. Locking her two flailing joints together to keep them from knocking, she cleared her throat. "Ye- yes... that's me. I'm Tenchi." The sound of her own voice giving her a bit more confidence, she added, "And what are splugorthians?"

"Extinct." The young man smiled, as though enjoying an altogether unkind practical joke that only he knew about.

Wrong question girl, brrrr! "Ah, um, okay then. So who are you?"

"I am sorry. I thought I made myself clear. My name is Kagato." He paused, seemingly waiting for some sort of impact. When it failed to set the very
Earth spinning, his brows furrowed a bit. "Odd, you don't seem to be any more scared then before. I knew it! I was down there too long. I'm out of practice."

"Oh don't let it worry you. I assure you, I've lost all capacity for rational thought."

Kagato smiled again, this time it almost seemed genuine. "You are a sweet kid. Alright, let us continue. Are you in fact the young woman who woke
me?"

"Yeah, that'd be me. That's a good thing, right? You know, three wishes? You're my slave for life? You promise not to kill me; That sorta thing, right?"

"Well now, I don't recall saying anything of the sort. Besides, in all the fairy tales I know, the summoner tends to be consumed by the summoned." He
flashed her a set of perfect teeth. They were white, and well cared for. If it was not for the fangs, they would have done four out of five dentists proud.

There is just no pleasing that last one.

"But that's neither here nor there; for I happen to know that the only sort of person capable of making an early withdrawal from that lifeless tomb is
the same sort that put me there in the first place." He folded his arms across his chest and rubbed thoughtfully at his chin. "This is the sort of
thing that makes Djinns rampage, my dear."

"Whoa, whoa! You mean I might not live to not get asked out to the prom just because my ancestors didn't leave any 'Please do not rub; we really,
REALLY mean it' warning labels on your bottle?"

"Capable of sustaining a metaphor. I like that. And to be honest, I am not really the sort to hold a grudge. I find it much simpler to kill first and
let the other guy worry about whether his vengeance is to be served hot or cold."

"Sooooo, I'm okay, right?" Tenchi was starting to breath a bit easier now. After all, it wasn't like he was some drooling, gibbering mass. He was even rather polite, certainly a higher grade of monster. This was all turning less Lovecraftian and more Ann Rice by the minute. Ben be willing, she might just walk out of here alive.

"But...."

Damn it!

"But while I can not fault you for your predecessor's actions, I have to admit to a certain amount of undue hostility. I mean I was down there for a
really long time; nothing to do but think, peek, and vent." He held out a single white glove, like an idol about to go pop. "To be honest, I do suffer from a slight rage disorder and..."

Tiny green motes of light suddenly came into being as though some necromancer had recently animated a grave's worth of fireflies. They danced about a bit, humming and popping like electric wires on a hot summer day, before accumulating into Kagato's outstretched hand.

"I find if I do not deal and deal quickly, I become even more violent in hindsight."

The lights had formed into a massive ball now, one great glowing king of the undead fireflies, shimmering in terrible splendor. Kagato suddenly
brought his fingers together in a fist, causing the sphere to spread out, forming what looked to be some sort of blade; a sword shaped entirely out of emerald glow.

Kagato paused and self consciously dug the point of the light blade into the ground, where it sizzled wickedly. "Just so you know, I don't want what is about to happen to spoil our relationship."

Snapping out of the mesmerization with the pretty lights and blinking at the sudden switch in tactics, Tenchi choked on the paradigm shift. "Huh?"

"Because I really think we made some nice headway here."

"What are you talking about?" Tenchi asked, thoroughly bewildered.

"Well as you may or may not know, I was planning on blowing up the planet. However a thought has occurred to me. Being an oddity, it has gotten notice and I was sort of wondering if- afterwords maybe-ARRRGGGhhhh...! What am I doing?" Kagato shook his head violently, furrowing brows. Then suddenly he glared at Tenchi, accusingly. "It is you! It has to be! You are doing something to my higher brain functions! This is some bizarre feminine wile of yours and you are enjoying watching me squirm!"

Tenchi grabbed her head and tried to focus, fear and bewilderment battling it out in her head. "Look! I'm as confused as you are right now, but I promise that I'm not doing anything to you. And I'm pretty sure that if I had any wiles; mom or grandma would've had them surgically removed by now. That's a really ummm, big sword you have there and you are kinda cute, in a Bela Lugosi meets Tom Cruise kinda way, but this is all a little much to take in at once."

The strange man stood there; absorbing, dissecting and then finally coming to a decision.

"You are absolutely right. We are moving a bit fast, and as they say, business before pleasure. Thank you for getting my priorities straight." Kagato smiled at her, the crackling energy sword reflecting in his
spectacles.

"You're welcome." She smiled back at him, giving in to the madness.

They stood there for a moment. They smiled brightly at one another. The wind blew between them and the sword hummed electrically

Then Kagato lunged at her.


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Tenchi stopped screaming only when she had finally run out of air. Kagato stood inches away from her, slowly pulling back his sword from the crater he had made on impact with the school roof. He looked at her and for just a brief moment, she lost herself in deep green eyes.

Kagato cleared his throat. "You were supposed to dodge. Had I not adjusted, I would be knee deep in your innards right now."

Sudden revulsion hit her and she tried unsuccessfully to stem the bile before it made its presence quite clear, in sputtering spat. Coughing, she
cried, "You- you almost...!"

"But I did not. Not this time at least. Look, are you going to be okay with this? I mean, we could do it some other time."

"Really?"

"Well no, not really, I am afraid I can not back that one up. Tell you what though, I'll guide you through it a bit till you are in the groove as it were. Dodge now!"

With a great sweeping arc, five feet in length and five inches in width of glowing devastation slashed empty air as Tenchi hit her knees and rolled.

"Very good! See? You might even come out of this without missing more than a few rudimentary limbs. Duck!"

A hiss of evaporated ozone punctuated the second strike.

"Nice reflexes; duck again!"

Tenchi scrambled to her feet and made a beeline for the janitor's closet, ducking and dodging as directed.

"Okay these are going to be a bit different. Remember, you can not actually dodge energy blasts as they tend to travel at the speed of light, but you can watch where I am aiming and not be there. Oh and that looking for cover thing? Good call."

Kagato raised his empty hand and allowed the tiny fragments of glow to accumulate again. This time he didn't let the sphere get too big before aiming it at her current location. He paused, as if waiting for
something.

Sensing the cue, Tenchi made a desperate leap to the shed, just nanoseconds before Kagato let go of the ball. It stretched as it flew and were it not
for the after-image it left as it seared through the sky, you would have hardly known what had just caused the tremendous explosion.

Tenchi coughed, plucking plaster and concrete dust out of her hair.

"I don't like those!" she cried out.

"You will get used to them. Honestly the sword, being a stabilized energy field and only a single dimension thick, is much more lethal. Of course when you are dealing with human flesh, I guess it does not really matter." Kagato mused, "You might want to reconsider that shed. I am going to blow it up."

Tenchi's eyes bulged as she heard the familiar hum and swish of gathering doom. Apparently there was a good deal of it. Not risking a glance to determine his aim, she simply dived as far away from the structure as possible.

Moments later, the air was heavy with dust and her ears were still ringing. The shed was nowhere to be found. In its place, there was quite a large, smoking hole in the roof.

"Feel free to attack me if you like. There is a pipe over there."

"You mean hit you with it?"

"Of course."

Rolling toward the dislodged weaponry, Tenchi made a few practice swings with it in hand. Kagato stood there, smiling helpfully, and waited with his arms at his side.

The young girl sighed, knowing what that meant. There is an unwritten rule in these sorts of affairs: the less actively your opponent pursues his defense, the less likely he needs it. Still, it would be a hell of a lot more fun then the dodging lessons.

Tenchi charged, easily sliding into one of the more lethal attack routines grandmother Aeka had taught her.

Had the blow connected, the old bat would have probably been quite proud. Somehow, her adversary had disappeared into thin air. She hadn't let him wander out of her sight as that was a rookie mistake. Apparently, he wasn't a rookie either. He reappeared suddenly behind her.

Several blazing flashes of laser later, he stepped back as though to consider his work.

Tenchi noted that she was still a viable member of the living populace of Japan; before looking at her makeshift weapon. It came apart in pieces, like
candle sticks on the set of an Errol Flynn movie. "Alright! Now this is absolutely unfair."

"You could try simply out running me."

"Would it be worth it?" she asked skeptically.

"It never hurts to try. The stairs are over that way," Kagato gestured.

"Fine!" Tenchi grumbled, getting into a starter position, "But no cutting me down as I go."

"I would not think of it. Well, there would be thoughts. Actually, there would be firmly devised plans. To be honest it is something habit. But in this case I promise to behave." Kagato opened his right hand and let the energy sword dissipate, sealing the deal.

"Alright now I'll-" Getting low into a runner's crouch, Tenchi paused and then looked up at her tormentor. "Wait a second! Kagato?"

"Yes?"

"Why are you floating a couple inches off the ground?"

"Oh that?" Kagato scratched the back of his head as though some embarrassing part of his anatomy had been caught zipper-less. "Well you see I happen to be able to fly."

"So this whole running thing is just to amuse you?"

"I promise to give you a head start," Kagato assured her. Sensing the incredulous look from the young girl he balked. "Look, I am being more then fair here. Certainly more fair then I have ever been before."

Tenchi sighed. Somehow she got the feeling he was telling her the truth. Her flight plan chosen, the tower having long since given her leave, she took off.

True to his word, Kagato waited where he was; firing plasma blasts at her.

The young girl made it down the first flight of steps before they exploded in a shower of particles. Frantically she picked up speed, nearly taking the third flight in a fall. Tenchi scrambled to and through the door of the nearest classroom.

"Hokay, hiding! Hiding is good." Letting herself catch her breath, Tenchi considered her options, ignoring some odd background noise. There was run like hell and then there was... damn.

It was a depressingly short list.

Carefully she put her back to the wall and tried to peek around, checking for cleared coasts. It was then that her nose backed up what her ears had been trying to convey. "Gas," she gasped, holding her nose. Looking around, she spotted a broken pipeline, happily filling the room with enough fuel to launch a magic school bus into orbit. "Gotta get out of here."

"But we are having so much fun."

Tenchi turned to see Kagato grinning at her. There was little else to comment on as it seemed only his face was in the room at the time. It was like the young man's head was embedded in the wall. Then his hands appeared, followed by the rest of his body.

The guy was pulling a Casper.

"Oh. So you can phase too, huh?" Tenchi grumped, exasperated.

"Well yes," Kagato answered, almost sounding hurt.

"You mind if I do the running thing again?"

"Humph! If you want," Kagato replied, leaning against a desk.

Tenchi crouched, facing the door. As an aside she asked, "But you're solid now, right?"

"Hmmm? Yes, yes, of course. Look, I hope this having powers thing is not going to become an issue."

"Not at the moment, no. Oh, did your whole body reform from that shriveled mummy stage? I seem to remember you complaining about missing some
body parts," Tenchi observed.

"Yes, they have grown back as well. For the moment I am about as perfectly human and fully formed as I get."

"Great!" Tenchi replied. Turning from the running crouch, she spun into a nearby desk and shoved it as far into Kagato's nether regions as physics would allow.

Kagato's green eyes grew, his face even more pale, and he doubled over; having just experienced a sensation altogether new to him. Frankly... he
loathed it!

Tenchi ran.

It was a few moments before Kagato could string thoughts together into cohesive thoughts, let alone stand under his own power. "I- I can not believe she did that! And they were so young and untested. This is the sort of thing that leads to trust issues later on in life. Fine! To hell with her. I am using the sword!"

Energy came into being; it gathered, it focused... and then it lit the gas.

The earsplitting kaBOOM was rather satisfying.

Tenchi felt her chest. Yep, it was still beating so she was still alive. However the schoolroom wasn't going to qualify for an open casket. Well so much for tall, dark and glowing. It was kind of sad; he probably had never encountered a gas leak before. He would never know what had hit him. Well at least he had known who had racked him.

She felt a pang of guilt for balling him like that. If there was one thing her father had taught her before passing away; death by natural gas and supernatural powers was bad, but getting hit in the groin beforehand was just plain wrong. Still, grandmother Aeka would have been proud.

Clapping her hands together in silent prayer, she asked that his trip to the next life be somewhat more pleasant. After all, "He was sort of a cutie."

A bitter cough from behind broke her from revelry.


End part 2 of 3