Hello everyone, I'm back from a long hiatus and with a new story! o(^▽^)o
I'm still deciding if this story should be a two-shot or just risk it and start a whole new story? If you liked the first chapter please leave a review on what you think I should do? I also accept criticism on this story just to help improve my writing skills, because it's been quite a while the last time I wrote so I'm kinda of rusty along with the fact my only device is an old iPhone T-T.
Anyone one who read my other fanfic Sleeping Sakura and are waiting for an update, I'll address what I have to say at the end. SORRY! (>人<;)
Anyway, this is my second story/fanfic I have created and this idea just hit me so hard that I couldn't help but begin writing -_-;
This fanfic contains the subject of reincarnation and Ritsu will be a few years younger as an adult for the ages and rebirth can seem logical(If that makes sense?)
Hope you enjoy! ( ^ω^ )
*I DO NOT OWN SEKAIICHI HATSUKOI"
"Masamune!" A woman's high pitched voice yelled out.
Tires screeched, birds flap away as the rubber skidded across the crumpling concrete resonating loudly into air, piercing the ears of any nearby civilians.
The young four year old stood helplessly as faced the torturing squeal of rubber as it abruptly stopped before him. Staring up at towering black van with tinted windows, dark enough to even hide any light source within.
Then in a second the slick, shining black door opened, as large black-gloved hands reached out and grabbed the shoulders of the thin framed boy. Roughly, pulling him into the dark abyss of the black van just than he heard the screams of his mother yelling out his name once again ringing in his head just as the door shut and complete darkness overwhelmed the young boy.
The screeching of tires resumed as the van speed off not giving the helpless parents a chance to take back their only child.
Lost in a daze at the sudden events that took place all the boy could do was stare into the darkness, wide-eyed, and body frozen in place as the hand of his captor did not loosen up their grip.
In a booming voice a man, other than his captor, commanded, "Knock the kid out before he begins screaming"
The shock had finally left the boy as he realized he had a set of lungs, so he began thrashing and screaming bloody murder trying to escape the grasp of his captor.
Suddenly three more sets of giants hands held the boy down with a few curses being whispered as the boy continued to thrash with his life. Just then a wet rag covered his nose and mouth muffling his screams. The rag carried a odd scent that was unknown to the raven-haired boy.
Slowly growing weak and feeling as his consciousness fades Masamune, heard the same booming voice mutter, "This will teach that B**** she chose the wrong man to convict". Masamune then entered a deep sleep.
Waking up with a start, the four year old looked around, sweating profusely despite being mid February and winter in Japan being at it's coldest. A dizzying headache overcame the young child. Unable to look around the boy only knew that he was in an abandoned building in the middle of the night with his cheek pressed against the cold surface of the old concrete.
Trying to pick himself up the boy realized that his hands and feet were bound together with rope, hands tied behind his back. Tape masked his mouth shut and grogginess hung over Masamune as his mind was still muddled by whatever was in the rag.
Squinting, honey-brown eyes focused on a group of men dressed in all black their silhouettes being shone by the faint moonlight shining through the broken windows. Using the skills he learned from books the four year old counted five men.
Groggily looking around the building the boy noticed a pair of vibrant green eyes shining through the darkness of the farthest corner, darkest area in the room. Reminding Masamune of the shiny things his mother wore whenever they ate out.
Noticing how the eyes were staring directly at him, unable to look away the four year old just stared back at the slit pupil eyes. Slightly moving to adjust his quite uncomfortable position, whatever was in the corner jumped a bit before moving forward into the light.
Eyes widening, Masamune realized that whatever was staring at him was the animal he saw in his books. A...
'Neko', the raven-haired boy thought.
Trying to move a bit to get a better look a the feline creature, the cat took it upon itself to move towards the bound boy.
Freezing the boy saw how the cat's fur coat was a mix of white and brown, with brown being the more dominant color. The two continued to hold each other's stares as the feline inched closer.
Reaching the boy's feet it began to purr as it slowly rubbed it's head against the boy's leg. Flinching at the sudden action, the boy stared, dubiously, at the humming cat.
Wanting to see how the fur of the stray felt like the child tried to free his rope bound hands but failed miserably before jumping at the sound of a deep voice.
"So what do you plan to do to the kid?" Staring up at the group, Masamune knew these people weren't his parents or their friends and felt they had bad intentions. Feeling tears well up in his eyes as he knew he was in a bad place and will probably never see his parents again. About to sob, the four year old noticed that the cat from before beginning to vibrate against his chest. Rubbing it's head against his jacket as a way of comfort. Eyes drying, the boy stared as the feline continued to purr with eyes closed.
Only for a second, Masamune swore he saw a pale glowing hand rest against his chest, small like a child and very warm and cozy. Before noticing a child's face giving a soft smile before disappearing. Seeing the cat again.
Eyes cleared of any moisture, all the four year old wanted to do was pet the animal and see how soft it was. Just then the cat stopped comforting the boy before looking up, towards the group of men, pupils becoming narrow again.
Following the cat's lead, Masamune stared at the group as well hearing in on their conversation.
"We could ask for ransom money?," one man inquired.
"No, how about sell him to a pervert? The cops won't be able to find the kid once he's sold," another suggested.
Smacking the back of the man who just spoke, "The cops can easily find him! That's not good enough either. I want her to suffer the loss in losing something precious. She convicted my brother and will pay for what she did!"
The group of men were silently for a second before a fourth man spoke up, "Why don't we just kill the kid, maybe make torture him a bit too?"
Nodding at the idea, the leader was thinking how the deed should be done. Unable to comprehend the conversation, Masamune, stared down at the cat, who was now arched with fur standing on end.
Looking back at the group of men as they whispered. He made eye contact with one of the taller ones, stiffening, the boy stared in shock. "HEY! The kid's awake!"
Quickly snapping his attention back at his chest to see if the cat would comfort him. To his horror the cat had disappeared, about to well up with tears as he realized he was alone again. The men began to near the boy, just as the sound of metal clattering onto the asphalt outside, echoing through the quite streets. Freezing, the men began to look around.
"The four of you check what happened I'll deal with the kid. If you see someone running catch'em and get rid of them we can't have witnesses!" The leader ordered as four of his henchmen nodded and ran out the building. The heavy stomping hitting Masamune's ears.
Seeing as the only remaining man continued to inch closer, pulling out something shiny from their pockets, "This has to be quick if I don't want to get caught, your lucky kid," the giant man says.
Choking on his sobs, Masamune wished he could see his parents one more time as dread filled his gut. Squeezing his eyes shut, to await his doom, the boy jumped at he heard the men yelp out in pain just as the sound of metal clattered onto the ground.
Opening an eye, the raven-haired children saw as the same cat continued scratching the big man in the face while hissing with every swing of its paw. Quickly moving around the man's head to make sure it isn't caught by the man's hands.
Staring up in astonishment the boy saw as the feline continued to attack, a transparent child appeared. Carrying chestnut brown hair with very pale skin and wearing a tattered oversized hoodie and pants. The child seemed a bit older than Masamune was but still relatively small compared to the four year old. The see-through kid was glowing a pale gold as it pounded it's tiny fist against the giant man as he hunched over in pain with a war cry added to his fist attack. Blinking the glow disappeared only to show the cat still attacking the giant man.
Becoming irritated and in a immense amount of pain, the burly man waited for his chance before forcefully ripping the cat off his head slamming it against the hard ground roughly and grabbing for his weapon. Before giving the cat a chance to run, the broad man grabbed the cat's neck preventing anyway of escape before driving the sharp weapon into feline's side.
A straggled and distorted sound left the cat's mouth as it's glowing eyes stared at Masamune. Staring in horror, the boy saw as something red began to pool around the cat's body and mouth. Letting out muffled screams as the man did the same action again and again seeing as the glow from the creature's green eyes slowly dim.
Continuing to stare helplessly, Masamune saw that pale light again and saw the same transparent boy before as he lied under the man's grip being striked over and over again. Seeing red trickling down the boy's nose and mouth, Masamune began thrashing. Maintaining eye contact with the brunette, tears rushed down faster than before. The faintly glowing child reached out a clear hand mouthing the words, "It's going to be okay," towards Masamune before giving a weak smile with dulling emerald eyes. Hand falling to the ground before reaching the bound child, the light dispersed and floated towards the ceiling before disappearing.
Frozen in place, Masamune saw the cat's eyes no longer held it's light only a dull version of it's former self.
The man continued with his actions, striking the feline despite the fact it was long passed but out of frustration. The man huffed before facing the traumatized four year old with a bloody face from his animal overkill.
Before saying a thing towards Masamune, sirens rang through the streets outside just as his henchmen ran back into the building panting.
"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU IDIOTS DO!" The man boomed, causing Masamune and the other men to jump.
"We didn't do anything! We found no one outside and as we looked there was a cop car coming our way and spotted us! So we booked it!" One man answered in huffs.
"YOU IDIOTS LED THE COPS TO THIS PLACE!" The man yelled in anger before standing and kicking the still cat harshly against the wall, the cat's body creating chilling crunching sound on impact.
Before the men could sputter an excuse the man spoke, "Whatever leave the kid here get back to the van, we have to get out of here now!" He ordered before grabbing his knife and running out the back exit with his men in tow.
Soon after that everything passed in a blur.
The officers entering the abandoned building and finding Masamune before calling backup and freeing the boy. His parents arriving with worry and small tears in their eyes as they embraced their lost child. But all Masamune could focus on was the life less cat that laid crumpled and contorted, covered in red and eyes closed.
All he could do was cry for the lost of the cat and how he couldn't save it.
The men were never found and the case was soon forgotten, just like the lifeless stray cat who was never given a proper burial.
-24 Years Later-
"Takano-sensei!" A petite female called out from behind.
Noticing the call, a tall man amongst the crowd of scrub-uniformed men and woman turned to face the young woman.
"Yes?" He answered nonchalantly.
Stammering in her speech as she stood before one of the world's most prestigious Veterinarian doctor. Slim black rimmed eyeglasses hung upon his nose as the raven-haired man gave off a sense of heir or upper-class keeping himself upright, calm, cool, and collected. Despite being called in a numerous amount of times the young surgeon still manages to obtain a steady and neat lifestyle. Besides his prestige many do not know the reason why this mysterious man became a pet doctor, out of all professions?! For someone who seems qualified to be seen as an actual doctor.
"U-U-Umm.." The woman stuttered before composing herself with a cough, "Patient 243 seems to be in great condition with the help of your hands in removed the metal beads from his stomach. Hina has began trials to see if she is qualified to enter the rehabilitation process to work out her legs again. Also there is a phone call from Ojira-dono asking if you could come to his villa and check on his pet poodle seems like she doesn't want to eat anything. He is willing to pay upfront with cash."
Nodding with every report, the raven-haired man nodded once more before speaking, "Good, tell Ojira-dono that I'll come by next week."
"Understood," the woman replied before walking off with her clipboard.
Letting out a small sigh, the bespectacled man took off his glasses giving his honey eyes a small rub before checking the time with his wristwatch to see that his shift was almost over. Heading towards the Staff Looker Room. The twenty-eight year old takes of his medical scrubs and changes into some more moderate clothing. Consisting of a long sleeved black shirt, dark jeans, and dress shoes. Placing his work items in his assigned locker and locking it up. Placing his glasses in his pocket, the man walked out of the room.
Even being considered one of the world's greatest veterinarians, the raven-haired adult loved working in a local clinic for it meant peace and tranquility, if they didn't have new arrivals on that day or someone screaming because their dog was vomiting blood.
Passing though the narrow hallways before exciting the door that led to the main front office passing by the receptionist. A rather small man with a split mid-hair haircut and carrying a face of a high school student but actually being the Vetern's senior by a few years.
Atop the black marble top of the front desk showed a plague reading; Kisa Shouta.
"Have a nice day, Takano-san!" The receptionist chimed, "Make sure you don't pick up any strays again! You need the extra rest."
Giving a slight chuckle, "Yeah Yeah, say that to the guy who knocked at my door at three in the morning with a barely breathing stray cat in his hands. When I had a big surgery awaiting in a few hours."
"I couldn't let it just die on the streets when I knew someone who could save the poor thing," the main huffed. "Anyway, you decided to adopt the cat after."
"You have a point, see you tomorrow," the veterinarian waved as he exited through the automatic sliding doors.
Due to the clinic's location all the man had to do was walk a few blocks and he would arrive at his apartment complex. Being a rich man didn't mean the twenty eight year old would spend richly like others. Yes he did buy a quite large and comfy apartment but it didn't mean that he would wave his money around and buy the latest sports car to drive to and from work.
Matter-of-factly, the man liked taking strolls as he left work, even though he had just finished his night shift but had to work overtime due to rather difficult circumstances. So by now it was already near the end of the day with sun beginning to set.
Beginning his trek back home, Takano walked by the busy pedestrians with no mind hearing the bustling and honking of the city streets in Tokyo. Hands in his pants pocket, the man walked onward taking in the refreshing cool breeze that came with the early days of spring and Sakura trees still at their highest peak of beauty.
Grabbing a quick bite at a nearby sandwich shop it was nearly evening with the sun gone from the horizon. Deciding to take a break from his walking and stare at the array of bloomed cherry blossom trees, relieved he had a day off tomorrow. Noticing a a darkness inBetween the trees. A deep memory submerged sending small chills up the man's spine as he shuddered a little at the image in his memory.
Even though being kidnapped, it did not faze his parents much as long as they knew their son was safe for they could focus back on their work. In a few years his parents would divorce leaving the apathetic teen to become more of a shell.
Having recovered from his attempted kidnapping with only snips and pieces of it still fresh in his mind. All the man learned was to push the memories back and move on but what kept his resolve strong for being a veterinarian was that one stray cat who possible saved his life. The moments he had with the small feline are still a bit unclear and fuzzy but all he can remember was the twisted and bloody body that became of the poor cat as a consequence for it's heroic action. Knowing now that, he could never had the chance to save the poor cat only motivated the twenty eight year old more to become better at his skills and sharpen the enough to save any animal that comes his way.
Click! Click!
Quickly turning around, Takano saw nothing behind him. More aware of his surroundings the Vet. tries to find the source of the sound. Becoming cautious and make sure it wasn't a stalker or paparazzi ready to attack the tired man from all angles. The dark haired man warily looked around just in case he saw something suspicious.
"Your very jumpy for someone who seems composed," a soft voice inquired.
Snapping his head up towards the tree he was standing under a gust of wind came in just to reveal through the pink blossoms a young man with smooth white skin and silky brown hair. A bulky black professional camera with a zoom in lenses was in between the pale man's hands as he laid in a commando crawl way atop the tree branch.
One thing that struck the twenty eight year old veterinarian was those uncanny emerald eyes piercing through the darkness of the shadows. Unable to look away or move as the eyes almost seemed inhuman with a vibrant glow and pinprick pupils.
Just like a cat.
Thank you all who have been supporting my first story, Sleeping Sakura and for those who just read this two-shot?(still don't know yet XP) THANK YOU SOO MUCH!
Also please review if I left any grammar mistakes because I did not re-read this because trying to write this on a phone using the desktop/laptop version of the website on my phone's safari so it got me irritated many times but I prevailed.
As for the title I'm actually unsure why I called this Eight Lives ?-? I originally called it Nine Lives but didn't want to rip off any other names especially the movie title(I never saw it but my opinion from the commercials was that I wasn't going to like it, sorry σ(^_^;)
Also regarding Sleeping Sakura readers! I'm not abandoning the story, I actually just need to some how format the whole chapter and think how I'll put things together. Along with the fact I need to make things more understandable since I've wanted make changes so it will contradict things I wrote in the past, so please bear with me! I APOLOGIZE FOR MY INCOMPETENCE! (>人<;)
I'll try to update again but can't make promises ´д` ;
Bye ( ´ ▽ ` )ノ
