[X] She's in danger. Grave danger. Knock her off her feet, and retreat into the shrine.
Whoever in the devil he is, by some unexplainable streak of coincidence, seems to be familiar with Reimu, to the point where she called him... Uncle? Uncle
?! Absurd! Slander! Nonsense! This here miko is the only remaining member of the Hakurei family as far as my knowledge goes - and it goes far beyond just that - so this has to be one giant misunderstanding. Whichever relative of Reimu he resembles, in the end, he is no more but a miscreant vagabond who not only was impertinent enough to insult the one who's spread his wings over the shrine as it's guardian, but even went as far as attack him... With his own weapon.
The insolent bastard spreads his arm in a welcoming gesture. How stubborn. How impertinent.
"In my own splendid person!" his venomous tongue utters at my
miko "Come, give me a hug!"
Oh, you'll never see the day, bastard! How dare you use her confusion to urge such actions? Mongrel! If you plan to raise a hand against my Reimu...!
With a quick, swift wave of a hand, I pull all the swords back into the nothingness of my mind, where they came from. Obediently, they vanish into thin air, without a notice from anyone. None is needed. Everything I require now are fast legs - to dash past the intruder, and ignoring his mocking smirk, as gently as possible, but forcibly, sweep Reimu off her feet. She doesn't even get to squeal a single time before landing in my embrace. But it is no time to get touchy, oh, no time.
"What's the hurry--?"
The stranger remains in place, only opening his mouth to spit out another nonsensical question I have no intention of answering either way. His voice falls silent when I slam the front door of the shrine, driven by anger and shame. Come to think of it, I may as well be overreacting, but there's no retreating now. No going back and apologizing can there be, when he had almost mowed my neck off with my own sword. No, whoever he was, it is not safe for either of us to face him. For now, we need to retreat--
"Kane!" ah, yes, of course. My beautiful damsel in distress couldn't keep quiet forever. "What the hell are you doing?! That was my--!"
"Ssh." I hiss at her "I don't care. Whosoever survives being pierced by a dozen of swords, and starts kicking them back at the owner, can't be trusted."
Her eyes widen.
"You... What did you do to him?!"
What did I
do to him? Isn't that a stupid question, Reimu, my dear? First of all, your behaviour is unclear - why didn't you answer his call with a burst of spikes in the stomach? Why didn't you drive him away? And most of all, why did it look like you were about to really give him a welcoming hug?! No, I can forgive him being a cocky rotter, but that
is simply beyond the grace of... Hold up for a second. Am I... being jealous? There is this... weird surge of adrenaline driving my thoughts insane, but what for, and why..."No. It's useless. I may wonder, but all it does is strip me off precious time. Time I should be spending on finding a safe place to drop Reimu at. Why am I so... afraid of that guy? Almost like if I knew... like if I met him somewhere before. But it's impossible, the only time I've heard his voice was...
I shake my head.
This is all but confusion brought forth by fear. Yes, fear. Not the kind you feel when Reimu pulls the ribbons out of her hair, not the one you feel when Okuu places her legs on your shoulders. No, this one smells of sweat and blood. He reeked of sweat and blood. Only now do I realize what it was that made me feel constant hostility emanating from his sheer existence, but it makes sense. He smelled of sweat and blood. It can never foretell anything good.
"It was just a premonition." my lips whisper, more to themselves than to the one in my arms "But you're mine. If you want to hug another guy, well..."
I don't even need to look down to see her blush. It's almost palpable, so are her arms suddenly trying to push away.
Whatever it was she meant to say, it gets cut off by my body springing into crazy dash. Onward, to the only safe place in this shrine.
"What took you so long?" ... and stop behind the nearest corner. "Important matters held ya back?"
Inconceivable... Why... Why is he here, leaning against the wall, carefully examining his fingernails? Why is he here, of all places, when I have just locked him out?! There is another entrance, but to my knowledge, it would require circling around the shrine, then returning here through the corridors... How..."His coat flutters gaily when he turns to us, throwing it's sides apart with his arms. What a showoff. Yet, it strikes me with fear. Gather yourself! Hold yourself together, Kane! Remember about the swords...! Even if they do nothing!
"You..." I grit my teeth "Who the hell are you...?"
Sighing, he puts two fingers to his forehead.
"I told you, didn't I?" his tone is a bit impatient, but still full of that mocking glee "I'm a spider, webbing in the darkness. They call me... Seven." Seven..."How come... "And you," one of his hands points at me "Are 'Koganeiro Nanatsuyoru'. Hah." he snickers "You know kid, this time, we might have a lot more in common."
His words are meaningless. Cryptic. Enigmatic. He speaks in riddles, while he should speak sense. I should have already killed him, when he was looking away, yet now here I am, hands occupied, him standing merely meters away...
"Sense?" he cuts in. I flinch. "I've already told you enough. Though, if you insist..." again, he throws aside the tails of his coat, then raises a hand in the air. Out of nowhere, a small, rectangular, checkered piece of metal lands flat on his palm. "Then how about a game of chess?"
It's a board. Wherever it came from, it's clearly a chess board. What sort of a joke...
"... the stakes?"
He grins at my question.
"You win, I'll answer anything. And act nice. But if I win..." he sends me a wink "You'll do whatever I ask for. How does that sound?"
[ ] "... very well."
[ ] "... you're out of your mind. Be gone."
[ ] Run. RUN!
I'm already working on it.