Poor little rabbit.
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http://bit.ly/LbuqKy Almost done with all of it, rabbit. Have you the heart to follow it to the end?
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“You've met with a terrible fate, haven't you?”
The voice stirs you to wakefulness- and then to alarm. You open your eyes, red from lack of sleep, red from lack of rest, red because you're just so tired- and then you see Shiki Eiki, Yamaxanadu, sitting in a chair a couple feet away from you.
Your adrenaline immediately kicks into overdrive. This isn't right, this isn't right,
this isn't right She sees your panic, and holds out a soothing hand. “No, no, poor little rabbit, don't misunderstand. You are not being judged. Not yet, not by me, at least. Think of this as... guidance, as you will. This is no courtroom.” She gestures to the spartan accommodations, a rich mahogany desk being the only ostentation, heavily laden with stamps and paperwork, with cheap bookshelves lining the room, with a mirror behind her. “These are merely my chambers. I felt you could do with some... advising.”
You finally gather what is left of your frayed senses to you, and start to look around. As you turn your head behind you, Eiki shouts. “Stop!” You immediately obey, without even knowing why. “Do not look behind you. It won't help.” Then she looks behind you, as though she's speaking to someone else. But you two are the only ones in the room... aren't you? “This is as much for you as it is for her. She won't remember this.”
“I won't?”
Eiki shakes her head. “I've bent enough rules taking you here today. But for now, do not worry. Your file is not on my desk in any official capacity.” She stands up, and walks over to her desk, long legs taking well-measured strides. She plucks the file out of the mess on her desk, and comes back down to her seat. “I'm doing this to help you. Regardless of what you might believe, you are not beyond redemption, Reisen.”
All you can do is mutely stare at her, as she slowly pages through the file.
“So. I see you're very close with Tewi. Yet you struck a bargain to trade three lives for three, but you didn't protect her with it. Why is that?”
You shake your head. “It wasn't meant to be this way. It wasn't meant for Mokou. Not her. Not at all her.”
“Do you despise her?”
You keep silent.
“You know you can't lie to me, Reisen.”
“...I do.”
Her icy gaze pierces through you. “Did you always?”
“...no. No, I suppose I haven't always. But it's been so long.”
“Well. Let this be our first lesson today: nursing a hatred like that can only lead you astray. I see you talked to Sanae, and much later, Tewi, about the favors. Why them, and why did you wait until after the fulfillment of your first favor?”
“I... was rushed for the first favor.”
Eiki frowns at you. “You were given three days. And yet you didn't even look for a way out of this?”
You want to punch her for not understanding. “If I did nothing, they'd all die!”
Eiki shakes her head in disappointment. “No. Why would they toss away such a prize as you immediately? No, they'd have taken Mokou as a warning, an attempt to keep you in line. But they didn't need to do that. Back to my question. Why Sanae, why Tewi?”
“Because... because I could trust them.”
“And how has that worked out for you?”
You're so tired of this. You just want it all to be done and over with. “Badly, I guess, with Tewi.”
“No. Not yet. Tewi has yet to divulge your secret. She's got her own mental parliament to wrestle with. She does love you like a sister, Reisen. But no, I meant Sanae.”
“What? No.” Sanae has always been true to you. Always.
“I hate to tell you this, Reisen, but her affections were only bait for a trap. One that only very, very narrowly avoided snapping shut. You've done some terrible things to that girl, Reisen. You've treated her like nobody should be treated.”
Her words are like a punch in the gut. Your vision begins to swim, tears welling in your eyes. You try to put conviction into your voice, but none is to be found. “Take... take that back.”
“You spurned her.”
“No.”
“You made her feel as though she could never actually measure up to your love.”
“No...”
“You threw her back and forth through so much anguish and heartache that you've possibly damaged the poor girl for the rest of her life! You confessed to another, right in full view of her, after a night together! After she all but confessed to you!”
“No... please, stop...”
Eiki stands up now, and points to you. “And to top it all off, you brought her into this! You made her into an accessory! You should have KNOWN what that would do to the poor girl! Now she's entirely dependent on you, without even being sure of your love! Do you even love her, Reisen?” Her words are as thunder given voice. “Do not lie to me.”
“I... I don't know. I think so. I believe.”
Eiki sits back down. “Good. Honesty. Why did you not tell Eirin, or Kaguya, or Mokou? They are all very invested in this, yet you've never told them.”
You chuckle weakly. “Eirin would never have believed me. Her great breakthrough, the result of fairy magic and her assistant? She's a good person, don't get me wrong, but pride goeth, Eiki. You know this.”
Eiki nods. “Kaguya?”
“She'd have gone and talked to Eirin about it. And it would have ended much the same way.”
“But what of Mokou? I understand that the other two immortals would not have helped you, for their own blindness. But Mokou is not that kind of person. You haven't talked to her at all, even before the first favor was laid at your feet. She would have helped you.”
“But she... I don't...”
“Reisen. You should have rid yourself of that hatred long ago. I've already told you that once. But maybe you should find her. Also, go see Akyuu, maybe. She is still your friend. But perhaps just this once, try to refrain from spilling the beans.”
You sigh, trying to rid yourself of that terrible gnawing feeling in your gut that has been plaguing you for the last week. “What about Reimu and Marisa?”
Eiki nods. “Ah. Well. They are in a bit of a conundrum. Every time an incident starts in Gensokyo, it is normally with much fanfare, lots of speeches, lots of flashiness, and somewhat less death. You are far from the first to kill someone here, and I am certain you won't be the last. In fact, I'd say you've got an entirely average number, it's just who, and how. And that is what is driving them crazy: there's no baddie to smash, no obvious provocateur. They'd never find out, unless you really slipped up. Kotohime, however... Well. Someone has gone to lengths to throw her off your trail. I wonder why?”
“You don't know?”
Eiki shakes her head. “No. I don't know everything, but I'm touched that you would assume that I do. Kotohime is off on a wild goose chase. They've bought you some time, but I doubt it'll keep you from being discovered, if nothing else changes. I could be reading it entirely wrongly, though. Don't put too much stock in that.”
Yeah. Thanks a lot. That makes me feel real comfortable now. “Did you talk to Toyosatomimi and Sakuya when they came through?”
“Sort of. Toyosatomimi is outside my jurisdiction, but he came by to visit. He was really mostly just confused.”
“He?”
“Oh, didn't you know? That was only one of his incarnations. He'll be back, just later, rather than sooner, now.”
You breathe a long sigh of relief. Does that count as murder?
“It still counts, by the way, Reisen.” Dammit. “Sakuya had made her peace, though. She does not blame you. She would have done exactly the same thing for Meiling, or Remilia, or Flandre, or Patchouli. She just kind of wished you'd not electrocuted her first.”
You laugh, weakly. “So now what?”
“Well. Remilia is incensed, of course. Flandre is... well, likely unstable and prone to lashing out. Meiling isn't thinking clearly, and Patchouli can't keep them all calm forever. On the other hand, Yoshika is angry and distraught. Seiga is not happy either, and nor is Soga. But she is dead, as is Yoshika. Miss Mononobe and Mamizou are trying to keep things together over there, and it seems like things will be in hand, should Kotohime continue successfully with her investigation.
“But all that is secondary. You want me to tell you what to do next.”
“Kind of, I guess.”
Eiki closes the file. “I don't know. You have some very difficult choices ahead of you, and none of them are good. You've made some mistakes, everyone has. If I had to judge you right now, it'd be very difficult. You're currently a pawn in someone's game.” She stands up, walks over to you, and leans in, arm companionably on your shoulder. “Flip their goddamn board, Reisen,” she whispers in your ear.
You smile and sniffle, as she walks back over to her desk, rifling through paperwork. “I think we're mostly done here. But I've got something for you, ahead of time, that I thought you might be wanting to read. I mean, I've broken most of the rules, what's a few more?” She hands you three creamy vellum envelopes, and you take them. They are all embossed in gold with your name.
“Three?”
Eiki just smiles, and gestures to you to open them. You pick one, tear it open, and paper falls out. You recognize the silvery ink, the flowery handwriting of a fae:
“Rabbit.
“Congratulations on a successful fulfillment of your second favor. One more, and our deal will be completed.
“Three days hence, we wish for a target to be eliminated. That target is-” –
And you wake, in the pre-dawn darkness of Eientei, in your room, cold sweat having broken out all over you. Your head hurts, and you don't know why. It's almost as you were dreaming, but... God, it's just like dreams- gone in an instant. You can't remember any of it.
You turn on the light. Upon your bamboo desk lies a creamy vellum envelope, your name embossed on it in a very familiar golden lettering.
Well, fuck.