A drawling voice came from the shadows.
"'The time has come,' the Walrus said,
'To talk of many things:
Of shoes-and ships-and sealing wax-
Of cabbages-and kings-
And why the sea is boiling hot-
and whether pigs have wings."
A cynical laugh echoed around the room and a voice sang softly,
"O Mistress mine where are you roaming?
O stay and hear, your true loves coming,
That can sing both high and low.
Trip no further pretty sweeting.
Journeys end in lovers meeting."
A candle was lit and showed a young woman reclining on a black loveseat. Her midnight blue hair and pale face made an elegant contrast with the velvet of her seat and her black eyes seemed to such in what little light there was. By her side was a small table with four wineglasses resting on it. Each was filled with wine so dark it seemed more black than red. She chuckled and said to a figure in the gloom,
"You have become sentimental, Aiki. But I think that my way of summoning is apt. Are we not creatures of verse and song my friend? Do we not seem as characters from a story?"
A tall young man strode out of the gloom. His hair was a deep dark red; the color of hearts blood or a rich merlot. His eyes were a golden yellow and rested on the girl with amusement and possession. His pale lips were curved in a smirk and his words fell from his lips like molten gold.
"Your charms bring me in mind of another poem, Syuura. Here is some verse in which you may see yourself my dear,
The Queen of Air and Darkness
Begins to shrill and cry,
'Oh young man, O my slayer,
To-morrow you shall die.'
O Queen of air and darkness
I think 'tis truth you say,
And I shall die to-morrow;
But you will die to-day.
Is it to your liking my lady? How fits the verse with your character?"
"Why very well my Lord, but look, my charms have worked, the others have awakened."
Two other figures appeared in the circle of light made by the candle. They were both girls of about the same age as Syuura but there the similarities ended. One was slight with a pointed face and green hair that was short and wavy. Her eyes were a fierce green that was slashed with brown. The other was taller with an oval shaped face. Her hair was the purple of rain clouds just before a storm and her eyes were the color of rain. The green haired girl spoke first.
"So Syuura, you have called a meeting. Does this mean it is time for action? We have been watching her and I feel that she will be difficult to overcome."
"Such hastiness, Minoru," Syuura answered with languid amusement, "Yes, the time has come to challenge Utena Tenjou. We shall conquer her but we shall not kill her. I am sure that in watching her you have come to realize what a brilliant figure she is. When we defeat her, she shall join us. We will not harm her."
"Not harm her!" Minoru spat in distaste, "that is the only way to win. The only way to be free of our fate. If we are to win, let us take no chances. In cutting Tenjou's rose off, we must strive to pierce her heart!"
The purple haired girl stirred. Until then she had been silent but she now spoke in a slow measured voice. "Hush, Minoru. Calm yourself. Things will turn out as they have been fated. Leave off this arguing, my pet." While saying this one of her hands had snaked down to Minoru's waist and the other rested on her shoulder. Minoru sighed and leaned back on her.
"You are right, Chikawa. As always. What would I do without you?"
"Die?" Suggested Chikawa slyly. At this Minoru laughed but Aiki remained silent.
Syuura rose silently and menacingly. "So, Chikawa, you think death is funny? You think that dying is a joke? I confess I cannot see the humor in it. Or perhaps it is only murder that you regard seriously. For you agree with me, do you not, that murder is terrible, and to be murdered, is even worse?" As she spoke, Syuura had seemed to grow. Her black eyes seemed to suck in the light and the room grew darker.
Chikawa stared back, unabashed. "I beg your pardon, my president Syuura. I did not mock death. But is it not better to make light of our situation than to dwell in misery? Only when we accept our fate can we manipulate it. Learn to laugh my president. Then death will not seem so sad."
"I agree Chikawa. I am sorry. I know that you did not mean your words as to make light of our fates. I seek revenge, just as you do. There is only one way to reach our goal however. And that is to get the power to revolutionize the world. Then, we will pay back the man who did this to us."
Minoru laughed and, smiling turned around in Chikawa's arms. She stood on her toes and planted a kiss on Chikawa's lips.
"Your Beauty, ripe, and calm, and fresh,
As eastern summers are,
Must now, forsaking time and flesh,
Add light to some small star." Minoru murmured softly to Chikawa who held her tighter and kissed the top of the shorter girl's head.
Aiki clapped softly from the loveseat. "Oh you lovers, would I could be like you. But my Queen of air and darkness refuses me ever."
Syuura cast an affectionate glance at Aiki. "Don't worry, my lord. You may be sure of my affections. But something stronger pulls us forward and forbids us from delaying. The power to revolutionize the world will be within our grasp. We shall make the devil pay for what he did to us."
Then all four stood. They black of their jackets and the colors of their hair made a lovely picture in the candle light. They spoke as one. "Vengeance."
As Syuura blew out the candle her voice could be heard:
"Everything passes and vanishes;
Everything leaves it's trace;
And often you see in a footstep
What you could not see in a face.
Watch Utena Tenjou my friends. Watch her and her footprints. For she is the key for our vengeance."
In the last trace of light, as they lay down to sleep, a bone white ring with a black rose crest could be seen on a pale, pale hand.
___________________________________________________________________________ Well that's the first chapter of the dead rose society. I probably won't be updating this very often. This is for two reasons. One, is because I am at boarding school now and there is NO TIME. Two, I rushed on my other multi- chapter fic and it did not come out as well as I had hoped. I don't want to rush this. Please review!
"'The time has come,' the Walrus said,
'To talk of many things:
Of shoes-and ships-and sealing wax-
Of cabbages-and kings-
And why the sea is boiling hot-
and whether pigs have wings."
A cynical laugh echoed around the room and a voice sang softly,
"O Mistress mine where are you roaming?
O stay and hear, your true loves coming,
That can sing both high and low.
Trip no further pretty sweeting.
Journeys end in lovers meeting."
A candle was lit and showed a young woman reclining on a black loveseat. Her midnight blue hair and pale face made an elegant contrast with the velvet of her seat and her black eyes seemed to such in what little light there was. By her side was a small table with four wineglasses resting on it. Each was filled with wine so dark it seemed more black than red. She chuckled and said to a figure in the gloom,
"You have become sentimental, Aiki. But I think that my way of summoning is apt. Are we not creatures of verse and song my friend? Do we not seem as characters from a story?"
A tall young man strode out of the gloom. His hair was a deep dark red; the color of hearts blood or a rich merlot. His eyes were a golden yellow and rested on the girl with amusement and possession. His pale lips were curved in a smirk and his words fell from his lips like molten gold.
"Your charms bring me in mind of another poem, Syuura. Here is some verse in which you may see yourself my dear,
The Queen of Air and Darkness
Begins to shrill and cry,
'Oh young man, O my slayer,
To-morrow you shall die.'
O Queen of air and darkness
I think 'tis truth you say,
And I shall die to-morrow;
But you will die to-day.
Is it to your liking my lady? How fits the verse with your character?"
"Why very well my Lord, but look, my charms have worked, the others have awakened."
Two other figures appeared in the circle of light made by the candle. They were both girls of about the same age as Syuura but there the similarities ended. One was slight with a pointed face and green hair that was short and wavy. Her eyes were a fierce green that was slashed with brown. The other was taller with an oval shaped face. Her hair was the purple of rain clouds just before a storm and her eyes were the color of rain. The green haired girl spoke first.
"So Syuura, you have called a meeting. Does this mean it is time for action? We have been watching her and I feel that she will be difficult to overcome."
"Such hastiness, Minoru," Syuura answered with languid amusement, "Yes, the time has come to challenge Utena Tenjou. We shall conquer her but we shall not kill her. I am sure that in watching her you have come to realize what a brilliant figure she is. When we defeat her, she shall join us. We will not harm her."
"Not harm her!" Minoru spat in distaste, "that is the only way to win. The only way to be free of our fate. If we are to win, let us take no chances. In cutting Tenjou's rose off, we must strive to pierce her heart!"
The purple haired girl stirred. Until then she had been silent but she now spoke in a slow measured voice. "Hush, Minoru. Calm yourself. Things will turn out as they have been fated. Leave off this arguing, my pet." While saying this one of her hands had snaked down to Minoru's waist and the other rested on her shoulder. Minoru sighed and leaned back on her.
"You are right, Chikawa. As always. What would I do without you?"
"Die?" Suggested Chikawa slyly. At this Minoru laughed but Aiki remained silent.
Syuura rose silently and menacingly. "So, Chikawa, you think death is funny? You think that dying is a joke? I confess I cannot see the humor in it. Or perhaps it is only murder that you regard seriously. For you agree with me, do you not, that murder is terrible, and to be murdered, is even worse?" As she spoke, Syuura had seemed to grow. Her black eyes seemed to suck in the light and the room grew darker.
Chikawa stared back, unabashed. "I beg your pardon, my president Syuura. I did not mock death. But is it not better to make light of our situation than to dwell in misery? Only when we accept our fate can we manipulate it. Learn to laugh my president. Then death will not seem so sad."
"I agree Chikawa. I am sorry. I know that you did not mean your words as to make light of our fates. I seek revenge, just as you do. There is only one way to reach our goal however. And that is to get the power to revolutionize the world. Then, we will pay back the man who did this to us."
Minoru laughed and, smiling turned around in Chikawa's arms. She stood on her toes and planted a kiss on Chikawa's lips.
"Your Beauty, ripe, and calm, and fresh,
As eastern summers are,
Must now, forsaking time and flesh,
Add light to some small star." Minoru murmured softly to Chikawa who held her tighter and kissed the top of the shorter girl's head.
Aiki clapped softly from the loveseat. "Oh you lovers, would I could be like you. But my Queen of air and darkness refuses me ever."
Syuura cast an affectionate glance at Aiki. "Don't worry, my lord. You may be sure of my affections. But something stronger pulls us forward and forbids us from delaying. The power to revolutionize the world will be within our grasp. We shall make the devil pay for what he did to us."
Then all four stood. They black of their jackets and the colors of their hair made a lovely picture in the candle light. They spoke as one. "Vengeance."
As Syuura blew out the candle her voice could be heard:
"Everything passes and vanishes;
Everything leaves it's trace;
And often you see in a footstep
What you could not see in a face.
Watch Utena Tenjou my friends. Watch her and her footprints. For she is the key for our vengeance."
In the last trace of light, as they lay down to sleep, a bone white ring with a black rose crest could be seen on a pale, pale hand.
___________________________________________________________________________ Well that's the first chapter of the dead rose society. I probably won't be updating this very often. This is for two reasons. One, is because I am at boarding school now and there is NO TIME. Two, I rushed on my other multi- chapter fic and it did not come out as well as I had hoped. I don't want to rush this. Please review!