|Waka's Back Story
Author: JaraelMoonsilver PM
Waka relays the tale of how he boarded the Ark of Yamato (and the aftermath) to Amaterasu and Issun. Occurs before Okamiden. Scroll drawn by a Wandering Artist. Contains useful information.Rated: Fiction T - English - Waka - Chapters: 9 - Words: 10,538 - Reviews: 8 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 3 - Updated: 01-19-13 - Published: 10-20-12 - id: 8627778
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Hey everyone! Whassup? This one's the shortest one yet. Sorry, I didn't have time to expand on it anymore. Anyways... enjoy.
After finally being convinced to eat, I began to feel a bit better. In the weeks that followed, Rao tended to my wounds; cleaning the large scratch on my chest, binding it up, and putting my arm into a sling of sorts. I eventually got well enough to sit up without passing out, and was soon up and about. Even though she tried to convince me I needed rest, I, predictably, ignored her. I would wake up early in the morning and began exploring Sei-an City. Finally, she sat me down and told me we needed to talk.
"Waka, I know you have just arrived here, but… what are you going to do now? You need to do something, even if it's just tending to the cherry blossoms."
I nodded, "I know. I just don't know what."
"Well, I may have a job for you."
"Quel genre de travail?"
"What was that?"
"Sorry. What kind of job?"
"You are a skilled fighter, are you not?"
"Well, I suppose you could say that."
"I was wondering if, maybe, you could…" Rao looked at me, her face rapt, "Teach me French!"
"Que pasa? Wait… that wasn't right. What am I saying?! And since when is my native language called French?"
"Since now. It has a nice ring to it, don't you think?"
"What does that have to do with me being a skilled fighter?"
"Who said anything about that?"
I rolled my eyes, irritated, "You did!"
"I did? Oh, you're right! Sorry," She muttered something to herself that sounded like, "Remember you vows…"
"Anyways, I was going to say, I know what you could do!"
"Well, ever since, oh… a month or so ago, these demons started showing up in Sei-an. We have no, well, law enforcement here."
I raised my eyebrows, slowly catching on, "And so… you want me to clear up the city, is that it?"
"Well, not on your own. I know there's at least a few men around here who would be willing to help. They're just not the leader type."
"Here's the thing: I can't defeat them. These demons came with me, and I have a feeling they are connected to Orochi, somehow."
Rao nodded her head, "And he can only be defeated with the help of the 'chosen one', correct?"
"Yes. I can probably keep them at bay, but I cannot get rid of them entirely."
Everything went fuzzy, and I saw Amaterasu, falling from the sky. She was interlocked with Orochi. They hit the ground, and Orochi disappeared. Amaterasu just lay there, amongst the tall grass. I remembered her words, "…And then you're going to find me."
The image faded, and I turned to Rao, "I have to go."
"Go? Go where?"
"To find a fallen goddess," I glanced up at my hair, which was almost white in the candlelight, "If only I could somehow conceal my… lineage."
Rao stood up, abruptly, "Oh! I just remembered!" She hurried out of the room and returned with something behind her back, "A few days ago, I had a dream. It was about this. As soon as I woke up, I made it. Here. I know now, it's meant for you." She brought it out, and I stared at it.
It was a hat, the top a deep blue, resembling a falcon's head. But, what made it unique were the two white, almost scarf-like things protruding from it. The edges were tinted with red, with tiny designs at the bottom. She held it out to me, "Come, try it on."
I put it on my head, and immediately felt as if it belonged there. The scarves went down almost to my knees.
Rao held up a mirror, "Well, what do you think?"
I looked, "It's perfect." And so it was. As I looked, I couldn't imagine myself not wearing it. It just seemed so… right. I turned to her, "Thank you, Rao."
She blushed, "I just made what I saw."
"And it's perfect," I looked at myself one more time, then turned towards her again, "I have to go now."
She nodded, "I know," She handed me my flute and another sword, a katana, "Take this, too."
I took them, putting the newer one in my belt and Pillowtalk concealed on my back, "I'll be back. Don't worry."
She managed a smile, "It's not you I'm worried about. It's whoever you're on you way to rescue. You don't know where she is, and you're not exactly in perfect fighting condition."
I winked at her, "I'll be fine." Then, I turned and walked out the door; out of Sei-an, and into the world once again.
Waka, Waka, Waka... what am I going to do with you? And why are speaking Spanish? Tsk, tsk. Oh, well. Maybe you'll find Amaterasu in the next chapter. But then again, maybe not. After all, I control your life... BWA-HA-HA-HA-HA!