A/N: Hey guys SHADOW here ;3 Umm so this is my first ever fanfic so please be gentle. Thankyou please review this about a second chapter! I wont continue until I have at least 3 reviews wanted me to continue. So please.
DISCLAIMER: SADLY I OWN ABSOLUTLEY NOTHING
'Where am I', his voice echoed through his head. 'Why can I not move', his voice echoed again as his dark brown eyes darted around trying to get a feel on his situation. All he could see was a white cloudy fog, the rest was complete darkness. He wasn't even completely sure his body was there but his mind definitely was. As he stared into the fog, a dark silhouette soon started to form as he continued his unbroken gaze it seemed as if it was moving closer. As it closed in he could tell it was a human about 5'ft and that he had a weapon at his side.
In one swift motion the figure had reached to its weapon and sliced through the fog. With the single slice the fog seemed to part for the being and before he could assess what was happening, the weapon was at his throat and the wielder was a katana length from him. His body wouldn't move no matter how much he willed it to do so. Before his mind could process what was going on, his body was a mirror image to the one before him there katana tip to tip. Even though he was aware of his body, it seemed he was watching from a distance he could only watch his body and the other being, as they stood frozen, mirroring each other; mirroring everything. Their complexions and expressions, to the way that their hair laid on their heads. The only difference he could see was there uniforms. The body that he knew as his, was clothed with his usual white Japanese army uniform, the opposing image seemed to be wearing the same except that his uniform was a deep black color of fabric.
He saw the one clothed in black smirk and with a blink, he was in his own body again katana still tip to tip. But the other body he had seen was now simply his own reflection, separated by a golden framed mirror. His body regained its will to move and he stood with perfect posture and sheathed his sword, before looking back up at his reflection. He watched the image curiously, until it turned with a flip of its hair and smug little smirk. He tried to follow his reflection but was stopped by something. 'An invisible fortress?' he thought to himself looking down in thought, only to be shocked. He was no longer in the white uniform he was in moments ago but the black one that his, what he concluded as "other self", was wearing. He pushed on the invisible barrier trying to break through 'why isn't this working' he thought frantically.
As he pushed there was a smothering darkness that seemed to come a darkness that had the intent to kill him. After a moment of pushing he had to stop, the thicker the darkness became the harder it was for him to breath. As his eyelids became heavier and heavier he was left kneeling on the ground. He looked up one last time to see the man once again dressed in black, an evil smirk upon his lips as he unsheathed his sword. He took a step closer to the young white clad Japanese-man as the barrier seemed to disappear. All the young man could do was watch as the other approached with his sword raised. As he positioned himself he brought the sword down onto the kneeling man….
That's when Kiku woke up.
A/N: Hope you liked it! PLease review for a Chapter 2!