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ARIA – OF – CHAOS

-xXx-

...They had fought bravely, seeking the meaning of life...

...They had sacrificed themselves, giving us the freedom we deserve...

...They had vanished, believing that we are able to change the world...

...And yet, in the end, the only reward they had was to be forgotten...

-xXx-

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Awaken, Two Witches, and Withering


A little girl was strolling through so many sunflowers, playing with the starry sky as if it was a part of her soul. The girl had long black silky hair that fluttered with every move she made, and pure red irises that would enchant all beings of the opposite gender. Her innocent and carefree personality could even topple the most fearsome and dreadful nightmares. If there were some people able to witness the scene of her among the sunflowers, they would probably describe her as a heavenly descended black angel.

The sunflowers field itself was indeed beautiful, as its plant-like residents stood highly and mightily as they always did; and the moonlight shining upon them only made it prettier.

Despite all that, this place was forbidden to outsiders; and the people living around called it as...

Witch's Ranch.

It was a place that was filled with sunflowers, stretching across the horizon; a place that was told to be where witches resided and studied dark magic, as well as experimenting the result of their research on humans' bodies. In short, all the rumors about it was nothing but scary and horrible tales that were mostly used as bedtime stories for those naughty kids, who wouldn't go to bed early as their parents asked them to.

However, from the little red-eyed girl's point of view, it was something more special than that. It was where she and her 'mother' lived, the very precious place that held memories of them together. Ever since she was only a toddler, her 'mother' had been taking care of her, as the little girl was told that her actual parents were dead when she was born. But the knowledge of being an orphan didn't change the fact that she loved her present 'mother' very much, as much as the Witch's Ranch. And because of that, she also bore the same hatred toward human as her 'mother'.

They, just as the rumors said, were witches; and witches are always hated no matter where they go, or what they do. They are not monsters, for they have the blood of human running through their veins. But they aren't acknowledged as human, either, because they could learn the supernatural abilities, which the majority of human could not. Humans had constantly been purging everything that was different from them; so the witches, unfortunately, also fell into the same category of who should be eradicated in their minds, those arrogant humans that are now the dominance force of Earth.

Then again, the harshness of reality could not change the innocence that was contained inside the little red-eyed girl, for she still had a long way to go, for she had something that was awaiting her.

The little girl stopped after running for a while and looked at the ever unchanging starry sky, her one and only friend up until now. Her 'mother' had always prevented her from making any contact with the outsiders, so she had no other way but to see the sky as her friend, though the act could not quell her feelings of solitude.

Yet, tonight was unusual, as the girl noticed a star that was brighter than any other stars at the moment. It was shining at the corner of the sky; and for every second passed, the spot of light only got slightly larger than its previous state. The little girl couldn't help speaking out in wonder.

"Woah! So pretty!"

As if responding to her praise, the spot of light suddenly became bigger. And before she even knew it, the little girl had run with all her mind out of instinct. When the light was about to be within its reach toward her, the girl had slipped and fell down on her butt. Three more meters and the light would have gotten a hold of her. She closed her eyes and prayed, like most children would often do in this situation, expecting the light to crash on her.

But that doesn't seem to be the case as the spot of light had surprisingly halted right before it touched the ground. The intensity of brightness toned down as it gradually formed into a giant blue crystal. The little girl had reopened her eyes to watch the beautiful scene in front of her.

Streams of light and energy all centered on the glittering object, marking it as the most brilliant thing in the middle of night sunflowers field. The magnificence and unearthliness of the crystal made the little girl hang her mouth in total admiration and wonderment.

The alien crystal steadily started to crack, revealing a human-shaped creature within. It have a figure of an above average-looking boy around 16 years old, with messy brown hair as his most notifying feature, or at least that was what the girl thought.

Just as he raised his eyelids up, she gasped in awe with his unique irises, the mixed water pools of silver and blue. Their radiance seemed to rival even the stars themselves, and deep down inside those silvery blue orbs, she felt something warm crawling from the bottom of her stomach and flickered at her heart.

Then she realized something: the boy was naked, totally naked without a single piece of cloth to shield his body, especially one particular organism that made her scream right when she saw it.

That was a man's elephant, a man's elephant! She hid her flushed face using her hand, remembering what her 'mother' had taught her about the anatomy of a human.

Fortunately for the red-eyed girl, she recalled that her 'mother' was still inside the house. The girl immediately ran to search for the older witch and intended to bring the latter to where the 'star' landed.

Meanwhile, the 'star' boy was beginning to register the objects in his sight and analyze them with utmost care. Deciding that it was safe for the moment, he started walking forward, until a pair of moving silhouettes was heading his way, which made him stand still.


Oyakata was worried about what her 'daughter' had told her. How could a star have descended from the sky like that with neither impact nor sound? And to carry a human inside, nonetheless. Don't tell me...

Both fear and relief were raging inside her stomach as the older witch hurried up her steps. Fear for that they might have returned and causing another devastating war with Earthlings, and relief for they might be one of her Lords. I hope that it was the latter possibility. She mentally prayed.

When she reached their destination, she almost dropped her grimoire to the ground as some tears had threateningly started to dwell up on her eyes. The 'star' boy, after moments of examining the newly arrived woman, smiled as he whispered to the blowing wind in a strange language.

"Χαίρομαι που σε ξαναβλέπω, Ρανγδα."
(Glad to see you again, Rangda.)

Stammering and hesitating for a bit, Oyakata had reflexively answered in Japanese, which had become her primary language ever since she stayed here, at Witch's Ranch.

"Welcome back... My Lord."


After being given appropriate clothes to wear – a dusty white shirt and an old pair of black pants, the 'star' boy walked out of the bathroom and to where the living room was. In front of him were the old witch and her 'daughter', who had been watching him curiously while hiding from him at Oyakata's leg. They stayed like that for some minutes with none of them speaking up as the little girl was still being shy.

In the end, it was the old witch who broke the silence.

"My Lord, is everything worked out for you?"

"Ίσως. Δεν χρειάζεται να ανησυχείτε."
(Perhaps. You don't need to worry.)

Again, the boy had replied with a strange language, and the way he spoke made the little red-eyed girl feel at ease. The playful sounds danced on his tongue sweetly as if he was born with this encrypted into his mind. That, however, was true in his case.

"My Lord, I apologize for using new languages to you, though I am surprised that you could hear them." Oyakata said as she pulled the little girl behind her and presented her before the boy. "This is Toujou Ruby, my daughter and also my student."

Upon hearing her name being announced, the little red-eyed girl bowed elegantly, with a bit of embarrassment as she remembered their first encounter. The boy did nothing but nodded as a responding gesture. Nonetheless, the old witch continued speaking, this time to her so called 'daughter'.

"Ruby, guide our Lord here to the library. After that, go to sleep immediately."

The red-eyed girl could only say "Haiz, Oka-sama." in return as she got away from her 'mother's' side and took the boy's hand in her.


During their way to the library, Ruby was constantly blushing at how the boy's hand was strangely warm and peaceful in her small palm, which left her at silence. The boy, on the other hand, also didn't seem wanting to talk much as he kept humming a weird song. They were quiet the whole time until they reached the library. The red-eyed girl was supposed to let go off his hand and went to sleep as her 'mother' had told her to; instead, she lightly squeezed the boy's hand as she muttered, still being timid.

"Can I call you Onii-san?"

The boy raised his eyebrows. It's not as if he didn't understand the question but rather being surprised by her sudden request. Ruby, sensing the question mark appeared above the boy's head, explained her reason.

"You see, I have been living alone with my mother for as long as I can remember. So I never had any real friends in my life beside her. Will you become my first one?" She said with a pleading tone, and it wasn't even enough as she continued with watery puppy eyes. "Pleeeeeease."

Being convinced (or to be more precise, bewitched), the boy couldn't do anything else as he sighed in exasperation and gave her his approval with a nod. Ruby jumped in happiness while she kept yanking his hand up and down.

Remembering that she still had her 'mother's' order to follow, she let go off the boy's hand with some apologies and ran up the stairs that laid not so far away from the library, while not forgetting to sneak in some glances at her first friend in between until she was completely on the next floor.

The boy chuckled as he observed the childish acts; it reminded him of his childhood, which had already been ended for a very, very long time ago...

However, before he could get more sentimental, the old witch had arrived at the library with him. She studied through the multiple shelves and picked out some thick sturdy books. As she placed them in front of the boy, Oyakata had spoken up her purpose of bringing him here.

"My Lord, these are the dictionaries for some most used languages of human." The old witch said as she pointed at the books from left to right. "English, Japanese, Germany, French. There are more of these books on the shelves, as well as other types of books. If My Lord are interested in them, you can read whatever you wanted."

"Ευχαριστώ πολύ, Ρανγδα."
(Thanks a lot, Rangda.)

The old witch smiled as she saw the grateful look on the boy's face. She shook her head while replying.

"There's no need for you to be so humble, My Lord. It's only natural for us to serve you, although..." Her voice suddenly trailed off, hints of sadness tingling in her tone.

The boy, as sensitive as he was, instantly picked up the abnormal change of his follower's attitude.

"Είσαι εντάξει? Μήπως κάτι συμβεί?"
(Are you alright? Did something happen?)

"Nothing worth your worry, My Lord." The old witch waved her unoccupied hand dismissively, then she stepped backward and carried on her speech. "I shall rest up for the night, My Lord. If there is anything you need my assistance for, don't hold yourself back and call me." She bowed down and walked toward the door, without forgetting to give a "Good night."

The 'star' boy was finally alone with tons of books inside the worn down library. Most of them were history, language or magic related books. But the things he must learn right now were languages. You can't do anything if no one understands what you were talking about.

So, starting from that point and for the rest of the next three days, he read and read until there was almost nothing left for him to do.


-Three days later-

The 'star' boy had already finished reading every single book inside the library, which made it a surprise even to the old witch when she heard that. Apparently, he was being dragged out to the open area of the sunflower field and watching Ruby strolling among the beautifully stood-still flowers, for she had been waiting for him in the last three days just to play with her new friend.

It was another moment of your ordinary sunset view, which was currently enjoyed by the old witch and her Lord, frequently accompanied by the sounds of the little red-eyed girl's excitement whenever she discovered something new such as a strange bug or simply a clumsy slip.

To most outsiders, this would surely look like a happy family's evening gathering. However, the old witch knew better than that, so she decided to speak up with the boy as they have been spending the latest minutes in silence.

"It's been a very long time since I have such enjoyable relaxation like this, My Lord. I hope you feel the same."

"Of course I do." The boy was able to speak Japanese fluently, much to Ruby's amazement, but not to her 'mother'. "After all, I have been constantly fighting even though the War had ended long ago."

"I see." Oyakata nodded lightly as she remembered the events of the previous era, a time which was filled with nothing but chaos and bloodshed. Death was everywhere, and if you were not strong enough, it was only a matter of time before Death could find you. The thoughts of such thing had created some shivers running down her spine, that was if she still had one.

"I'm a bit curious." The boy cut off her remembrance with eyes that were traveling through the far across the horizon and beyond, until it stopped on the little red-eyed girl who was spinning her ragged dress among the sunflowers. "She's beautiful."

The old witch was confused for some moments there, both of his sudden change in topic as well as the difficulty in identifying his emotions. Oyakata had lived long enough to know what human would be thinking about, especially when she looked at them in the eyes. But now, when she gazed at her Lord's eyes, they contained everything and yet nothing to express. The silver and blue colors had made him seem so mysterious, so divine, despite his unscathed body of a mortal human.

Knowing that it would be useless to guess the boy's intentions, Oyakata had spoken up again, not forgetting to include the politeness in her voice.

"Pardon me, My Lord, but what were you talking about earlier?"

The boy cleared his throat and replied in a straightforward tone.

"Despite the fact that you were once human, I know that you prefer solitude over company and have a deep hatred toward humans, added by many books on witch-hunting inside your library; which made me wonder, why did you keep a human girl by your side? Was it because of her witch-like abilities?" He furrowed his eyebrows while still maintaining his superior-like manner. "You have to remember that you have sacrificed your own humanity to achieve power, and now you looked even more inhuman with that."

"You noticed it, My Lord?" The witch widened her eyes. There had been no one who could find out about her secret, and yet her Lord was able to tell with merely one day-period of interacting with her. She only realized now how powerful her Lords used to be, and the reason why she, as well as many other people, had acknowledged them as their leaders.

"Don't take me for a fool, Rangda. I may have just returned, but I still can feel the presence within one's soul, and I can say that you are running out of time." Then he stopped, as if he had understood something. After that, he talked slower than before, but not losing his majestic and commanding tone. "I get it now, you were desperate, aren't you? How long do you have until that come?"

"Not much, I'm afraid. About ten years or less." Oyakata said with a grim expression on her face. How would she break the news to her 'daughter', she honestly didn't know, and even if she did, she wouldn't dare to do it. They might have been false parent and child, but Oyakata was still the one that raised her little red-eyed girl. The bond of a mother and daughter will always be strong, even if they are not blood-related. Many years of feeding, teaching playing with Ruby had proven that fact, and she would not deny it no matter what.

Sensing the uneasiness of his follower, the boy spoke up, making a seemingly rash decision. But in fact, he had already thought about this when he first left the library.

"I will take care of you and your daughter in that mean time."

The old witch's eyes, once again, widened in shock as she was truly speechless; then she waved her hands continuously in refusal.

"You can't, My Lord! You are the guest here. I can't let you take on something like this..."

"No objections, Rangda." The boy said, firmly stating his unwavering resolve.

"But..."

"This is an order, or would you like to disobey your Lord?" The boy spoke as he tilted his head slightly, knowing that he was using a dirty method against Oyakata. But to him, anything was fine as long as he could convince the stubborn witch.

"...If that is what you wish, My Lord." The old witch said, finally submitted to his request.

And so, they stayed like that in silence for a while, before the lively little girl came to them and pulled her 'Onii-san' to join in her playing. The boy couldn't help but to smile as he went together with Ruby. Oyakata, on the other hand, sighed in tiredness. She loved having moments of bliss such as these, but she knew that they would not go on forever.

Nonetheless, she kept watching the scene as her Lord twirled the little red-eyed girl around in a dance, while the sun had completely gone down, allowing the night to set in. At least her life wasn't meaningless, and perhaps, she had someone to entrust her 'daughter' to.


-Nine years later-

It was night time again, and just like everyone else, it was the time to rest up our bodies after a long day of working. Following that pattern, Ruby had also gone to sleep, but only after pestering her 'Onii-san' to accompany her.

The little girl that the 'star' boy met 9 years ago have turned into one bona fine gorgeous woman, with her silky black hair emphasized the thin and delicate but pretty face of her, her skin was pale and smooth yet remained unscarred, her red orbs had more emotion in them but retained the innocence and playfulness within. But the biggest change (this change made the boy blushed every time he saw her) was that bust of her which definitely outgrew than most of woman could ever hope for. That also lead to one small problem: she always hugged him no matter what, where, when and why; it raised the hormones in him whenever Ruby did so, though he would never admit it in front of her.

However, tonight was different, tonight was special. He could already guess what it was when Oyakata had told him to meet her after he had taken her 'daughter' to bed. So he, having quietly closed the door to his angel's bedroom, walked to the living room as fast as possible. After all, the old witch only had tonight to live left.

Oyakata, sending the presence of her Lord inside the room, opened her eyes as she had just taken a nap on a couch.

"I'm really sorry for troubling you like this, My Lord." She said weakly, her strength is running out at a quick rate.

"It's alright. You have lived long enough, have witnessed enough both the sweet and bitter tastes of life itself. You deserved to have a final rest." The boy said as he stood still. He wasn't the kind of man who would easily get into an emotional state.

"Perhaps you were right. I have always been wondering how long I would have to keep this up." The old witch chuckled bitterly at the irony of living for thousands of years. "At last, I could meet him again."

"Were you talking about your true Lord, your true Master? Come to think of it, he was the one who gave you the name 'Rangda'." The boy smiled as he started remembering things of a long forgotten past. "It's a pity that he had fallen in the War. If he was still alive, you two could have a much happier life as a couple."

"It doesn't matter to me anymore, for I will meet him when we are in Heaven." She said as she closed her eyelids. The time was near.

"Tell him that I said 'Hi!' and 'You were a great comrade.' if you do meet him again... if there is such a place called Heaven." The boy joked, hoping that he could raise the mood up, though the words and regrets within his voice had betrayed its master's intention.

As if having recalled something, the old witch had opened her eyes again and looked at him. Then she spoke something that should have come up in their conversation a long time ago.

"I forgot that you still didn't have a human name, My Lord."

"Oh, now that you mention it, you have been calling 'My Lord', while Ruby-chan called me 'Onii-san'. Guess I have to get a name, but why can't I use my real name?" The boy asked, not entirely understand the reason for acquiring a human name as she said.

"The world now had become very dangerous, My Lord. Humans are everywhere to expand their rule, and even the monsters, our once allies, cannot be trusted. Exposing your origins will bring nothing but risk and unneeded attention." The old witch explained as she slowly pulled out a piece of paper, which looked like a flier for a school: Youkai Academy. "Besides, I want you to take Ruby to somewhere that is both safe and filled with monsters for a witch like her. My Lord will need a name to enroll in this school, and I don't want any suspicion given toward you. Please take this as my death wish, My Lord." When she reached this part, tears had already started to go down her cheeks.

The boy, sighing at Oyakata's rare moments of being fragile, gave one last order to her.

"If you said so, then I command you to give me a name." The old witch blinked her eyes, being confused at what the boys had just told her. To avoid the incoming protests, the boys had added one more part of his speech. "And for your information, I will absolutely not take 'No' for an answer."

Knowing that there wouldn't be a way out of it, Oyakata spoke up a name that came to the front of her mind.

"Aono Tsukune."

"I see, so that's my new name from now on, huh?" The boy, who would now be called as Tsukune, muttered; then he realized that the old witch had closed her eyes again. "You seem... somehow uneasy, Rangda. What are you still hiding from me?"

"I... utterly apologize for this, My Lord." Oyakata mumbled, her words barely reaching the brown-haired boy's ears. He instantly rushed toward the witch and shook her shoulders recklessly.

"Wait, Rangda! What do you mean by that?"

Tsukune's voice echoed the whole room, easily walking up anyone presented there from their slumber. Nonetheless, it seemed to be useless with Oyakata for she had already stayed motionless, her skin changed into a withering green, the limbs gradually became dead tree branches. Not long after that, her body crumbled and shattered into dust, leaving her robes hollow of its master.

Suddenly, the 'star' boy's face took on a very stern and deadly mask, as if he was ready to murder someone. While he slowly stood up and turned back on his heels, his melodic silvery blue eyes crashed onto the crimson ones of his so-called younger sister.


Ruby felt strange when her 'Onii-san' had urged her to sleep earlier than usual, plus the way her 'mother' looked at her so solemnly indicated that something unpleasant would emerge. With the thought in mind, she tried her best to pretend asleep until the 'star' boy went to meet her 'mother' downstairs, then she tiptoed to where the location of the talk was and eavesdropped on them.

The details of their discussion, however, had almost thrown her off-guard, and she decided to sneak a gaze through a slit to confirm of what she had heard.

Shock and disbelief erupted when she witnessed the scene of her 'mother' fading away into oblivion, making her hands become so shaking and uncontrollable that she accidentally pushed open the door, revealing her presence.

Then something began tugging on her chest and heating up her inside, forcing her to fall down to the ground. Ruby wriggled as the abrupt pain cracked her pale skin, her hands clutched at where the most suffering place was, and she breathed so roughly that the air around her seemed to burst together with her.

A while later, Ruby's body started coming back to its substantial state. The raven-haired girl regained her regular breathing as she slouched on the floor.

Unfortunately, that wasn't the worst thing yet, because standing right in front of her was her beloved 'Onii-san', who she had adored so much to the point that she practically wanted to marry him when she was old enough. Normally, Ruby would feel joyous and excitement whenever she was with him. But this time, all she got from him was... fear.

He didn't speak to her, he didn't smile at her, and he didn't pat her head as he always did. The brown-haired boy remained silent when his eyes locked with Ruby's, as if he was breaking her soul apart from within just by that emotionless and eerie glance of him.

For the first time in her life, Ruby ran away from him.

It was ironic, seeing how they were so tender with each other a few minutes ago. And now one of them was sprinting for her dear life, while the other was casually striding toward the former, though his expressions were unforgiving and merciless.

Eventually, Ruby slipped on a rock due to her frantic race and fell hard. She immediately tried to get herself, being frightened of what would come next from the abomination behind her every step...

...only to be pinned down again by the very same threat that she ran away from. The brown-haired boy flipped her aside harshly and ripped off her clothes, as if he was about to rape her. Ruby struggled to get the better of her dominating oppressor, but her feminine strength was useless against him, and she forgot her wand when she had hastily sprinted away. Piece by piece of fabric quickly flew aside, unveiling the smooth white skin and Ruby in her glorious naked birthday suit.

Then he stopped his act altogether as he saw the newly formed crest below her well-developed breasts. It was a blackish gothic glyph, and unlike any tattoo, it was constantly dwelling, so naturally that it was almost the same as a living creature.

The 'star' boy summoned an orb of blue energy in his hand, which in turn transformed into a double-barreled revolver. He aimed the gun right at Ruby's face, his forefinger was only millimeters away from the trigger.

For some reasons, he didn't shoot. The brown-haired boy was also surprised at his own hesitance and attachment to the girl underneath him. What's more, something happened that pressed the gentle side in him further.

Drops of salty water were flicking down on Ruby's cheeks.

It was a shock to him, viewing signs of sorrow so evidently on the raven-haired girl's angelic face. In the boy's nine years of looking after her, never had he seen the raven-haired girl shed any of her tears. She was good in hiding her sadness no matter how heart-wretched things had been.

But now, she was crying so freely, because her figurative 'mother' was gone from this world, and the person she thought she could trust the most was trying to kill her.

The brown-haired boy wearily let go of the gun as he drew his face closer to Ruby, knowing full well that he was going to regret this. The girl still didn't stop her strains of grief as she watched his mouth faintly muttered something.

"I'm sorry, Ruby-chan."

Her world went black afterward. However, Ruby vaguely remembered the taste of both affection and sympathy on her lips before she fell down on her own abyss of darkness.


Verse 1 Concluded


A/N: This is the reedited version of chapter 1, thus resulting in the change of this fic's name and gave a lot more senses and logical reasons for Tsukune's act of erasing Ruby's memories in latter chapters. Anyway, hope you enjoy this as much as I have in writing it.

Kni9ht's out.