A Samurai X OAV/ Sailor Moon/ Angel Sanctuary OAV/ Rurouni Kenshin crossover. Demo, it'll follow some of the series timeline or plot demo don't except too much of it... if I just happen to follow it, I'll chop it all up and it wouldn't be pretty to read or much less look at. It starts off with Samurai X then leads into Sailor moon, then everything is twisted in together whether the characters like it or not. Just to warn you. So, yeah it's AU.= ^ ^ = Dedicated to Chibi-nee ( Chibi Tenshi) cause she's just the best! " Sweet Surrender " belongs to Sarah McLachlan.
Remnants Of Your Face
Ivory- Chan
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It doesn't mean much
it doesn't mean anything at all
the life I've left behind me
is a cold room
Himura Kenshin watched as the blossoms from the pomegranate tree danced in the air, twirling and twisting in an intricate fashion and finally rested on her grave. His first love. Yukishiro Tomoe. He knelt by the grave; heads down and silently picked off little debris that litter around her sanctuary.
" Tomoe, my love. I have failed you in so many ways. I promised you that I would protect and keep you happy. But you end up losing your life to save mine." Kenshin gripped the handle of his katana tightly making his knuckles turn a ghastly white. He clenched his eyes tightly, holding back unwanted tears that sought to trickle out. The action was useless as the salty fluid seep through, cascading down his cheeks, the tiny droplets free-falling, splattering and absorbed by the ground below.
" I, now know, how you must have felt, living with me with a broken hear. Knowing that I killed your first love. How could you stand that? How could you do that to yourself? Gomen nasai, Tomoe. For causing you such grief." His luxurious red locks swept up as a gentle warm breeze past by the area. His eyes open revealing two haunting purple orbs. Kenshin sighed deeply as he savoir the cool breeze against his neck. He picked himself up and moved to sit under the pomegranate tree that shaded the grave.
Kenshin leaned back his head resting against the bark of the trunk. How could he live without her? During the past few months that they spent together, he discovered that there was more to life then killing. Even his sake tested better when he was with Tomoe. What was there for him to live for? She was his sheath, to subdue his fiery rage to kill and maintain his humanity. Now, what was to become of him? For the first time in his eighteen years of existence he felt weak and confused.
Another gust of wind blew through the area, rustling the leaves and sending showers of scented blossoms down on him. Kenshin closed his eyes once more as the blossoms descended on him. He felt the feathery contact of the blossoms as it caressed his cheek while going down. He missed her. Her scent. White plum blossoms. Such a sensual fragrance. His eyes fluttered open. He knew what was to be done.
Kenshin eyed one of his katana, taking it out from its sheath. He gripped the handle tightly as he made his way back to Tomoe's grave. He stood there and held the sharpen weapon against his neck. " Remember the first words you spoke to me? You said I made the bloody rain." His hands slightly trembled for a mere second as the blade pressed against his skin. "Gomen, Tomoe. I failed you. You were my first love and always will be and 'for you I bleed myself'. "
Then he forced the blade across his neck as he twist to deepen the penetration. Kenshin's lifeless body crumpled, falling down on Tomoe's grave. Little specks of the red fluid flew up hitting the make-shift cross that was planted before Tomoe's grave. The blood seeped out from the fatal wound steadily, spilling onto the cold, hard ground. His eyes eternally shut and his hair swayed against the light breeze as it began to rain.
The sweet scent of white plum blossoms filled his nostrils as Kenshin eyes fluttered open. He found himself lying on a bed of red sakura blossoms. His mind whirled with confusion. Isn't he supposed to be dead? Why was he still breathing? And where was the fragrance coming from. He felt along his neck, gliding his fingers trying to find the outline of the abrasion. He felt nothing.
"Masaka....how?" Kenshin eyes widen as he continuously grazed his finger on the non-existence wound.
The light sound of giggles was heard approaching him. Kenshin patted himself down, wondering to himself if he still had his katana with him. Indeed, after his supposed suicide they were still there. Quickly he placed his right thumb under the hilt of his katana enabling him to popped it up if it was needed. As the laughter came closer the aroma of white plum grew stronger.
His eyes narrowed and shifted to the right upon hearing light, graceful footsteps, his thumb increase more pressure on the hilt. He waited for the right moment to strike, as the footsteps advance toward him. The figure completely undistinguishable, shrouded by thick masses of mist.
The mist quickly dwindle, disappearing and cleared revealing the mysterious figure and at the same time when Kenshin drew up his katana, charging through the fallen sakura blossoms, causing them to fly up in a frenzy. He arched his katana, waiting for the impact of the weapon against human flesh but he yield the last second as he recognize the scent. To avoid, he quickly flipped backwards landing gracefully on his feet.
" T-T- Tomoe??" Kenshin stuttered as he collapsed on his knee, letting his body support on the katana embedded in the ground. He looked up and locked eyes with his beloved. That was the first time he dropped his shields down, his facade of being unemotional, the battousai side of him dwindle only revealing a heartbroken man. He launched himself on Tomoe, embracing his arms around her petite waist and buried his head against the fabrics of her kimono that covered her stomach.
Tomoe smiled as she gently ran her fingers through Kenshin soft red locks. " Kenshin, my love, what have you done? " She whispered out to him.
" Tomoe, my heart bled for you." Kenshin murmured through the folds of cloth. He held her closer to him, not bearing to lose her again. To tell how her how he felt. He missed her so much. Not seeing her every morning, or tending the garden with him. The daily trips to the market to sell medicine. Those little things brought joy to his life.
Humanity
.It served a purpose for him to forget, that his hands were covered with blood. With her, he wasn't the Battousai Manslayer but Himura Kenshin. Her husband.
"Gomen, Tomoe, gomen for not being able to protect you.. gomen for not being able to stop myself... gomen.. for h-hurting you."
Tomoe kneeled down so she was eye-level with him. She caress his cheek lovingly, cupping his face with both of her hands, tilt it to look at her. She stared into those gorgeous purple eyes, brimmed with tears, that held unimaginable depth of sadness, grief and guilt.
"Don't cry Kenshin-koi, I died knowing that I saved you, my sacrifice was out of love for you. It wasn't your fault. Whatever you thought, twist yourself into thinking, it was my choice to go in front of the blade for you. I'm your sheath...remember that Kenshin."
Her words seem to wash away some of the guilt he carried with him in the few weeks after her death. He gently rose up, as Tomoe followed. Kenshin looked around taking full notice of the surrounding that lay around him.
"What is this place?" He asked. The area was almost barren except for the pile of sakura blossoms that he woke upon. It intrigued him though, that he could not find the tree from which the blossoms had fallen from.
Tomoe gingerly smiled at him. " Right now we are in a place where you seek refuge in. A place many have tried to enter but nobody can penetrate through; the safest place that Himura Kenshin sought. His mind."
" Hontoo !? How?" Kenshin questioned.
Tomoe inhale softly before explaining. " Kenshin you haven't died, not just yet. Uriel-sama is giving me a chance to elucidate on why you were brought here. Your body was found by a farmer who was passing by. He found a faint pulse and carried you to a near by doctor. As of right now your life is slowly slipping. There is more." She carefully glanced at him finding him listening carefully.
" Because of your self sacrifice there has been numerous strands of life that have been cut, depleted or simply modified. At this moment many strands are woven together that should not be. The future has changed Kenshin."
" Tomoe, why are you telling me this?" He asked.
She shared a soft smile for him. " Kenshin, you were supposed to face judgment for what you have done in your life after you are proclaimed clinically dead of course. Demo, Uriel-sama has given you another chance to redeem yourself."
" Why does this Uriel want to help me?"
" He saw in the end you were just wearing a mask. You didn't bask yourself in killing but the urge was in your veins. It could be unleash whenever you sought it was a right too. You weren't supposed to die. Only to realize that you needed to atone your sins. To never kill again. You were supposed to go on with your life meeting special individuals who would become so important to you." Tomoe smiled wirily. " One of them eventually became your wife."
He stood there silent, shocked to the point that all he could do was stare at Tomoe.
Then Tomoe continued. " Hai, Kenshin.. you do move on. Don't look so shocked. You never betrayed what we had. It was special and I was always forever in your heart. You lived your life for me, for all those you slain demo that reality doesn't exist anymore. The strings have been cut and now a new one has formed."
"To be honest Kenshin, Uriel-sama needs your help. Kami is dead. Alexial an angel have revolted against Kami. She fought against her twin brother Rociel and failed to kill him. Only bounding him to earth. As her punishment , her body was sealed in a crystal, while her soul is continually reincarnated as a human being. Demo, only to die a young, violent death again and again." Tomoe looked over at the red-haired battousai as he absorbed everything in. "There is a need to find the human being that her soul now has reincarnate into because this person is the messiah prophesied to save humanity in the Black Book of Revelation."
" So desu ka?" He asked.
Tomoe nodded her head, "Hai. Kenshin take this seriously. You killed yourself before repenting your sins. You are going to hell."
His face harden as he looked at her. " Tomoe, do you think I care? Look at these hands, they are tainted with blood, that could never be cleansed away. When I became the Hiko Battousai, I seal my soul away to be forever damned."
" Gomen nasai, Kenshin. Demo, don't you want to atone your sins? Lift at least some of the heavy burden from your heart?" She reached for his hands and grasped it gently.
" Hai, I do."
Tomoe let out a relief sigh and smiled. " A fallen angel cannot mend its own broken wing without help."
He felt light- headed as his body gave away, collapsing in Tomoe arms. Ironic that this was the very way she died... in his arms. Her eyes glistens with tears as her thumb caress his scar. " I gave you that to remember me by. Ai, do you remember?"
" Hai. How could I not? Demo... Tomoe what's happening to me?"
" Your soul is departing from your shell... Isogu! Do you wish to take the mission?"
" If I do, will I see you again?" Kenshin asked as his finger locked with hers. Tomoe closed her eyes as the tears fell on his face. She nodded her head as Kenshin smiled. Kissing her fingertips she placed them on his lips, giving him a farewell kiss.
" Then I will. Demo, how will I know the messiah?"
" She would find you." She answered as Kenshin body diminish, leaving a space where his body should be. " Gomen nasai Kenshin, I won't be seeing you. Demo this was the only way for you to be happy."
The sun tenderly kissed her skin as Usagi lounged on the park bench enjoying the scenery around her. She watched as lovers walked by her enjoying the warm spring air causing her to let out a long sigh. It had been weeks since Mamoru had broken things off with her. She missed him greatly.
To her, he will always hold a special place in her heart. She was amused by the fact that when they were a couple that they saw less of each other and always had to schedule around each other lives to date. But now, it seems that they were always bumping into each other at every corner. There was always the polite exchange that ended with a sudden drop of conversation. It was one of those uncomfortable silences that everyone attends to avoid.
Usagi looked down at her watch wide-eyed and cursed lightly to herself. " Shimatta! I'm late. " At breakneck speed she took off her colliding into numerous walkers, yelling her apologies as she went off leaving several in a daze.
It wasn't long before she was out of breath and stopped to rest leaning against a wall of a brick building. Bending over as she rested her right hand across her chest, her cheeks were slightly tinged red. Usagi breathe deeply hearing the pounding of her heart and almost didn't hear the sound of someone being repeatedly slammed into the ground in the alley.
With an eyebrow raised she crept slowly and her head peer from the corner and gasped with horror finding five guys ganging up on a guy who looked no older than eighteen.
" You think you're so tough, huh?" One of the guys taunted as he punched the teen causing him to fall on to the ground.
" Matte!!" Usagi yelled as she sprinted across as she pushed one of them out of her way, kneeling to help the victim. She looked up to the leader, Yue Katou as he smirked at her, licking his lips at the sight of her legs.
" Ecchi!" She screamed out as she got up in front of his face ready to slap him. But he grabbed both of her wrists tightly, holding it above her head and shoved her against the wall. He placed his right knee in-between her legs making it hard for her to struggle.
" Such a gorgeous girl." He murmured as he nibbled on her ears. Usagi lashed out only to be pushed back against the wall. Using one of his hands to firmly grip both of her wrists while the other held her chin.
Wiping a trail of blood that escaped from his lips, he groggily shook his head clear as he lift his head up, eyes in shock at the scene in front of him. He saw the girl that tried to help him struggling in vain as a steady stream of tears flowed down her cheeks. His blood boil with rage as his eyes flickered to crimson red then back to normal.
" O-negai... stops! O-negai.... stop!" Usagi begged as she resisted his advances.
" Iie, why should I stop? A naughty girl like you should be punished shouldn't she?"
The noise of someone crackling his knuckles reverted Katou enjoyment from Usagi as a surprised look graced his face seeing that all four of his friends was lying helplessly on the ground.
"Aniki!"
" Imouto, you're late meeting with me. What mischief did odango atama get herself into?" He teases even though his eyes didn't reflect the tone.
Usagi cheeks puffed out, turning beet red with rage at the mention of her pet name.
" Aniki, how many times did I tell you not to call me that?" She whined forgetting that she was still trapped.
He chuckled at her behavior then crack his knuckles once more. " Saa, no body told me there was going to be a party going on here. Bakayoro, move your hands off my imouto or you won't be able to use them for three straight weeks."
" What if I don't? I like what I see." Katou smiled devilishly. He placed his hand on her legs, moving it up closer to the edge of skirt. He slides his hand under it feeling the fabric of her underwear.
" Bakayoro! Yurusunai!" He charged forward only to be outrun by another figure.
Hope you really like the first chapter of this fic. I worked extremely hard on it. So, please review.....with cherry on top? Or how about if I throw Hiiro in too?
Hiiro: *glares* I will not be a pawn so you could get some reviews.
Ivory: *blubbers* D..demo. You get to be the cherry! Almost everybody likes the cherry.
Hiiro: * arms crossed* Iie!
Ivory: Gomen Hii-chan demo..... * Sano, Kenshin & Setsuna are standing behind Hiiro* GET HIM ! * all three jump Hiiro*
* SCREAMS*
* few seconds later*
Hiiro: o.O * He's sitting on mounds and mounds of ice cream covered in whip cream and chocolate sauce, holding a cherry in his mouth*
Ivory: *grins* You look good enough to eat Hii-chan!
Hiiro: Mmmm Mmmph mmmmph! (Omae korosu wa!)
