“I’ve come to see Doumyouji.”
The world revolved around this one moment, or so it seemed to Tsukushi. Her fists clenched hard to keep it from spinning out of control.
“Let me see him, please.”
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The HYD Megafic, Part 3
November 25, 2008“Opposed!”
Tsukasa rose and slammed his fist down on the desk. The conference room turned to face him.
The HYD Megafic, Part 5
November 25, 2008Doumyouji Kaede’s morning routine was one to see.
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The HYD Megafic, Part 6
November 25, 2008Tsukasa was working hard on some papers when the maid came in. “Pardon me, young master,” she said in a muted voice, and began to clean. Tsukasa’s shoulders stirred slightly, but other than that, he didn’t respond to the appearance of the woman behind him.
The HYD Megafic, Part 7
November 25, 2008“I see now what you’ve been doing,” Kaede said as she rose to her full height. “You had better hope I make it there in time, for your sake, O’okawahara-san.” And off she went.
“Oba-sama…” Shigeru raised one hand, but it was too late. There was nothing she could do. Kaede was gone.
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The HYD Megafic, Part 8
November 25, 2008“I thought so.”
Three cold words flew into the air and landed, fluttering, on the hard wooden slats of the floor. They melted like snowflakes in the middle of this Bermuda triangle, more deadly than the one of legend, where sounds and thoughts fell into a void of tension, never to be heard from again.
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The HYD Megafic, Part 9
November 25, 2008The man’s frame filled the doorway. His scowl darkened the room with its ferocity. He was a monstrous presence. He was a tower of imperial authority. He was…
Doumyouji’s father..!
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A Hanadan Carol, Part 4
November 25, 2008He was ready this time. Tsukasa knew the pattern now – the ghost would make some sort of foolish comment and appear, looking sunny as can be, somewhere in his room. So Tsukasa just waited. He sat stock still on his bed, thoughts running madly through his head, but body unmoving. Waiting. And feeling.
