Bienvenidos a todos. No, I'm not Spanish, I just felt like using that there. Hi, I'm Demonlrd66 (ya'll can just call me Risty-chan).
I haven't been on for a while now, but I started writing this story and I wanted to put it up.
This is a love story between Youko Kurama and my OC. It's about how love transcends life and death. I like it, so far I have 3 chapters written, I think that might be all unless people want this to keep going.
FYI: I don't own YYH characters. If I did, I wouldn't be on this site.
Enjoy.
"It's too hard, I can't do it!"
"Yes, you can. Just relax your mind."
"I can't!"
"Yes you can! Relax!"
"No! I can't do it! No!"
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Risty sat bolt upright in bed and looked around her. Everything was as it should be. Her band posters hung on the walls, her books of various subjects were resting on shelves or in piles on the floor. Everything glowed green, lit by the display of her alarm clock, sitting on the bedside table. The perfect red roses resting in a frosted glass vase on her desk across the room were the only things uncorrupted by the green light.
Risty ran her fingers through her short black hair, wiped sleep from her icy-blue eyes, and put her feet on the floor. It was only four-thirty, but she couldn't sleep for fear of the dream. Actually, it was more or a memory.
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She clenched her fists, screaming with pain. She knew she had to relax to transfer her soul, but death was so close.
"It's too hard," she gasped. "I can't do it."
Her hands flew to the gaping wound in her chest, trying to hold in the blood. She could feel the movement of her heart as it pushed her precious life away.
"Yes, you can. Just relax your mind," the silver-haired kitsune told her.
He was as near death as she, yet he sat up and grasped her hands, urging her to try. Her broken body filled with warmth at his touch. Her heart beat faster, draining her life. Gasping for air, she tried to drive her spirit out before death claimed it.
"I can't!" she cried, feeling her strength drain away with every beat of her heart.
"Yes you can!" he argued, brushing back her blood-soaked hair. "Relax!"
Her body failed her. She could feel her heart beat erratically, giving up.
"No! I can't!" she cried, panicked. She would die before she could complete the transfer. "No!"
Her spirit broke free of her body as he felt her heart stop. She'd made it in time. He breathed a sigh of relief and laid down beside her. Pulling her body against his chest, he whispered, "I will find you in the next life" and allowed his soul to leave his body.
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Risty dug her nails into her arms as she cried. Blood rolled gently down her skin, but she paid it no attention. She had loved him more than anything. He had been her world. Why hadn't he kept his promise?
"Youko," she sobbed, "where are you?"
There ya go, please comment. It will make me very happy and I will post more. Gracias.
