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Yama Arc, Chapter 1
This part of the story takes place in the six months Fai and Kurogane spent in the land of Yama (which means mountain in Japanese) with Yasha-o (which means Demon King) while they waited for Sakura, Syaoran, and Mokona.
For those of you who haven’t read these chapters in the manga, or don’t remember the details, let me give a short review of the important points.
When Sakura & Co. transported from the country of Shara, the separation of Fai and Kurogane from the rest of the group caused a major split in their destinations. Instead of ending up in the country of Shura at the same time, they were dropped into the country of Yama six months before the others. Because Mokona wasn’t anywhere near them, they couldn’t communicate, but by a stroke of luck, Kurogane’s language was close enough to the Yasha clan’s that they could understand eachother. Fai, on the other hand, stuck close to Kurogane and played mute. The two are, of course, extraordinary fighters and Yasha-o makes them lieutenants; they battle at his side every night at the Moon Castle against the Ashura clan.
Though Sakura, Syaoran, and Mokona’s stay in the land of Shura is shown from beginning to end, the reader is left to wonder at the adventures of Fai and Kurogane (seriously, I only figured out the name of the country because I was looking for clues about Ashura-o and King Ashura), and I’m capitalizing on CLAMP’s deliberate plot ambiguity.
Yama Arc, Chapter 1
After about a month of staying in Yasha-o’s castle, Fai was beginning to get quite annoyed.
He wasn’t used to being so unaware of his surroundings, and while he could tell something was changing in Kurogane’s manner, he was utterly bereft of the means to ascertain the cause.
Not to mention the man himself was maddening. Just last night while fighting at the Moon Castle he broke off his own fight to block an arrow that Fai was perfectly capable of avoiding on his own. And the expression he wore when he did it.
Ridiculous! The only time Kurogane ever showed any fear on his face was when he was protecting someone else, and several times in the last month there had been fear in his eyes (hidden under the bloodlust and anger, but present all the same) when he prevented some attack from reaching Fai.
As if he needed saving! The man was impossible! And Fai intended to do something about it.
So that night, during the battle at the Moon Castle (as the moon was approaching its zenith, so that Kurogane wouldn’t forget his wrath in the aftermath) Fai waited until he was watching and dropped his sword in the face of a vigorous onslaught by the enemy, pretending to stumble backwards. The dark haired ninja was there in a flash, knocking the clansman backwards with the ferocity of his strike, and just as he was about to finish the man off, the landscape dissolved and they were back in Yama.
Fai smiled mischeviously at Kurogane when the tall man glared down at him sprawled in the dirt. But instead of yelling at him (it was gibberish, but Kurogane still tried) or threatening him with his sword, Kurogane grabbed his upper arm and began dragging him towards Yasha-o’s castle.
Fai suspected he’d just made Kuro-puu (Kurogane was still able to understand the nicknames Fai threw at him) angrier than ever before.
That was an accomplishment in and of itself.
When they arrived at their small but comfortable suite, Kurogane threw Fai onto the couch and settled into a chair to stair fixedly at the blonde. Not knowing quite how to react to this newly silent glowering man, Fai sat on the couch demurely, smile securely in place, and stared right back at the brunette.
And they stared.
As the hours stretched on, however, Fai became more and more frustrated. At least when he yelled, Kurogane’s expression, gestures, and tone of voice gave some inkling into the cause of the problem. This silent treatment left Fai utterly at a loss.
One advantage the quiet gave him, though, was the time and concentration needed to come up with an even more effective method of pissing the tall man off. And that he did.
For those of you who haven’t read these chapters in the manga, or don’t remember the details, let me give a short review of the important points.
When Sakura & Co. transported from the country of Shara, the separation of Fai and Kurogane from the rest of the group caused a major split in their destinations. Instead of ending up in the country of Shura at the same time, they were dropped into the country of Yama six months before the others. Because Mokona wasn’t anywhere near them, they couldn’t communicate, but by a stroke of luck, Kurogane’s language was close enough to the Yasha clan’s that they could understand eachother. Fai, on the other hand, stuck close to Kurogane and played mute. The two are, of course, extraordinary fighters and Yasha-o makes them lieutenants; they battle at his side every night at the Moon Castle against the Ashura clan.
Though Sakura, Syaoran, and Mokona’s stay in the land of Shura is shown from beginning to end, the reader is left to wonder at the adventures of Fai and Kurogane (seriously, I only figured out the name of the country because I was looking for clues about Ashura-o and King Ashura), and I’m capitalizing on CLAMP’s deliberate plot ambiguity.
Yama Arc, Chapter 1
After about a month of staying in Yasha-o’s castle, Fai was beginning to get quite annoyed.
He wasn’t used to being so unaware of his surroundings, and while he could tell something was changing in Kurogane’s manner, he was utterly bereft of the means to ascertain the cause.
Not to mention the man himself was maddening. Just last night while fighting at the Moon Castle he broke off his own fight to block an arrow that Fai was perfectly capable of avoiding on his own. And the expression he wore when he did it.
Ridiculous! The only time Kurogane ever showed any fear on his face was when he was protecting someone else, and several times in the last month there had been fear in his eyes (hidden under the bloodlust and anger, but present all the same) when he prevented some attack from reaching Fai.
As if he needed saving! The man was impossible! And Fai intended to do something about it.
So that night, during the battle at the Moon Castle (as the moon was approaching its zenith, so that Kurogane wouldn’t forget his wrath in the aftermath) Fai waited until he was watching and dropped his sword in the face of a vigorous onslaught by the enemy, pretending to stumble backwards. The dark haired ninja was there in a flash, knocking the clansman backwards with the ferocity of his strike, and just as he was about to finish the man off, the landscape dissolved and they were back in Yama.
Fai smiled mischeviously at Kurogane when the tall man glared down at him sprawled in the dirt. But instead of yelling at him (it was gibberish, but Kurogane still tried) or threatening him with his sword, Kurogane grabbed his upper arm and began dragging him towards Yasha-o’s castle.
Fai suspected he’d just made Kuro-puu (Kurogane was still able to understand the nicknames Fai threw at him) angrier than ever before.
That was an accomplishment in and of itself.
When they arrived at their small but comfortable suite, Kurogane threw Fai onto the couch and settled into a chair to stair fixedly at the blonde. Not knowing quite how to react to this newly silent glowering man, Fai sat on the couch demurely, smile securely in place, and stared right back at the brunette.
And they stared.
As the hours stretched on, however, Fai became more and more frustrated. At least when he yelled, Kurogane’s expression, gestures, and tone of voice gave some inkling into the cause of the problem. This silent treatment left Fai utterly at a loss.
One advantage the quiet gave him, though, was the time and concentration needed to come up with an even more effective method of pissing the tall man off. And that he did.