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(fic) Garden Party by Ruth (Shounen Onmiyouji) - Not a rock, I'm just Ruth
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(fic) Garden Party by Ruth (Shounen Onmiyouji)
Title: Garden Party
Author: Ruth
Series: Shounen Onmiyouji
Rating: G
Characters: Abe no Seimei, Abe no Masahiro, Guren
Warnings: a baby acting like a baby
Disclaimer: Shounen Onmiyouji and all its characters are the property of other people as are the characters of the movie Onmiyouji and are being used herein for entertainment purposes only.
Summary: "What trouble could the baby possibly get into in our garden?"
Symbols: _italics_
word count: 869
Notes: I have no idea what might have been in a Heian-period garden. I am basing my description on modern Japanese gardens,

"No, no, it is no trouble at all, Tsuyuki-san, " chuckled Abe no Seimei as he gathered up the squealing infant. "I shall take Masahiro with me while I finish this scroll."

"Are you sure, Father?" asked his daughter-in-law, "I admit it would be a great help if he were not here while the maids and I clean and turn the mats."

"Tut! What trouble could the baby possibly get into in our garden?"

The master of onmyodo set up his writing desk in the garden. Automatically he checked the mystic barrier he had set up around the house and gardens. There were signs of it having been tested but there were no breeches he could sense. He settled himself cross-legged on the grass. The baby tumbled around him; tested the hardness of the sumi stone with his new teeth, chewed on one of the brushes and attempted to sample the ink stick. Thwarted from the final entertainment, he happily examined his grandfather's scroll and left a sticky handprint on the silk before toddling off after a butterfly that blew past his nose.

"Many thanks, Mitsumushi," murmured Seimei to himself as his oldest Shikigami dodged out of reach. Masahiro plumped down on his bottom and laughed. "So," Seimei's graceful fingers shaped a gesture of summoning. "Your stars are intertwined, Masahiro. Now is the time to meet Guren while you are still too young to be afraid."

"You want me to _what_?" The spirit warrior sputtered.

"Do not raise your voice; you will frighten my grandson. Eh! Eh! Here you are, Masahiro. This is Guren; he will watch you while Seimei finishes his scroll."

Guren stared down at the child, frowning in confusion. The child looked him straight in the eyes and laughed. He was not afraid. It was a new thing for Guren; he was bitterly used to apprehension and suspicion. He was the Shikigami with sin on his hands. He reached out cautiously. Still grinning broadly, the child clasped his fingers and pulled himself up. There was a pure, innocent light that seemed to halo around him. He laughed again and pulled the fingers into his mouth.


"Oh, yes, my grandson is most proud of his new teeth. Now, go on, follow him. Make sure he gets into no trouble."

"Why me, Seimei?"

Seimei raised an eyebrow. 'Is it too hard a task for Guren? Perhaps I should call one of your brother Shikigami to assist you. Who should it be? Suzaku? Perhaps Gebbo!"

"No!" Guren sputtered. He would never hear the end of it from the others. "No! I will follow him."

"Good, good," Seimei nodded and returned to his scroll. "Go on, then."

Guren huffed. This would be annoying, but it shouldn’t be that hard. How much trouble could a baby get into in the garden? He started following Masahiro.

Grass was sampled and spat out. The rough bark of the cherry tree was perfect for pulling himself up and bouncing up and down for a few moments. He tried a cherry twig and had it firmly removed from his mouth as was the iris. A lizard sent Masahiro scrambling over part of the rock garden and then tumbling backwards.

He gave an experimental "waa!" of discomfort, but was quickly diverted by a strange buzzing from the peony bushes.

Guren was distracted by the sight of an oni attempting to pierce the mystic barrier. It fled unsuccessful, at the same moment, Masahiro gave a piercing wail. Startled and feared he'd been diverted Guren whirled and struck.

The bee sting was quickly soothed by a healing spell and by Tsuyuki's cuddling. Masahiro's mother did not have the gift of being able to see otherworldly spirits but Seimei traitorously pointed out Guren to her and the Shikigami was forced to listen to an indignant scolding about incinerating her peony bushes. She finally put the baby back down and returned to her cleaning.

"So, so," Seimei soothed his grandson, "it's all right now eh? Chu, chu, chu." He kissed the top of his head as the baby yawned hugely. "Attend to your duties, Guren and this time try not to set anything else on fire."

Guren sat down. Masahiro began to examine him. He tugged at Guren's armor, gnawed on a lock of his hair and was discouraged from playing with his shiny earrings. He trampled in his lap and yawned again. By this time, Guren was on his back. Masahiro blinked at him sleepily a couple of times and snuggled down on his chest.

"Seimei?" Guren whispered.

"Ah, so, it seems he trusts you a great deal, Guren. I suggest you not move until he wakes up." Seimei rolled up the scroll and yawned himself. "Such a nice day! I remember on a day such as this Minamoto no Hiromasa and I were journeying to the shrine of. . ."

Guren closed his eyes. It was a new thing to be trusted and he found he liked it. There was such a bright light about the child, such a warmth. . .



"What did I say about raising your voice? Oh, I see. It seems Guren needs to learn the new skill of changing a diaper."



10 comments or Leave a comment
haraamis From: haraamis Date: April 29th, 2007 10:34 pm (UTC) (Link)
Aww! *laughs* ^____^

That was lovely! I can so see that happening. XD ♥

btw, did you get the other episodes to play now?
just_ruth From: just_ruth Date: May 1st, 2007 09:30 pm (UTC) (Link)
The episodes were sent to me on a disk and sadly, no, I still can't play them.
cindyg From: cindyg Date: April 30th, 2007 02:12 pm (UTC) (Link)
Waaah...I keep seeing the Seimei I know from the Onmyouji live-action movies and dying of cute, imagining him as a grandfather.

Love the story!

just_ruth From: just_ruth Date: May 1st, 2007 09:36 pm (UTC) (Link)
If you get a chance to check out the anime; I think the "spirit form" of Seimei that appears bears more than a little resemblance to Mansai Nomura. :) I couldn't resist adding a few details.
lil_1337 From: lil_1337 Date: May 1st, 2007 04:21 am (UTC) (Link)
That was too cute! Loved the visuals of the baby exploring and poor Guren following behind trying to keep up.
just_ruth From: just_ruth Date: May 1st, 2007 09:37 pm (UTC) (Link)
Been there, done that and at least he didn't make it to the koi pond. LOL!
From: elffrmhel Date: May 1st, 2007 06:20 am (UTC) (Link)
I enjoyed your fic on a number of levels, as I read I explored and because it made me think, and I went looking and found the following....

The 'Heian' Age was 794-1185 and it would appear there are few examples of the garden due to the rather destruction age that followed. Did find - Plantings were sparse but of bright flowers such as irises and chrysanthemums. Flowering and deciduous trees were popular for their passing beauty. The Heian gardens wore a different face in each season.
NB Iris's are poisonous
just_ruth From: just_ruth Date: May 1st, 2007 09:38 pm (UTC) (Link)
That's why it was firmly removed from his mouth. :) Thank you for looking that up. I guess Guren would have incinerated the chrysanthemums instead of peonies. :)
sharona1x2 From: sharona1x2 Date: January 8th, 2008 10:28 pm (UTC) (Link)
How did I miss commenting on this before now? It was such a cute story! I really enjoyed seeing Guren at such a loss with dealing with Masahiro. No wonder he cares so much about the boy. He's been there with him almost since the beginning. ^_^
just_ruth From: just_ruth Date: January 9th, 2008 12:08 am (UTC) (Link)
Glad you liked the story! It was inspired by one of the end credit pictures showing Guren with an infant Masahiro sleeping on his chest - and by a game of "famous last words" played at work. One "famous last words" being "how much trouble can a baby get into?"
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