Resurrection
Prologue and Chapter 1: The Funeral
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Author's Note: Holas people! Fatal Attracti0n here! I had another account on Fan Fiction but it kinda screwed up and I made a new one. Hehe sweatdrop my first, er…second fanfic, enjoy! And pleasey-weasy lemon pie-squeezy review! Arigatou! Oh wait, I said, 'hola' so….Adios for now!
PROLOGUE
'No'
Kohaku thought uneasily.
"I absolutely refuse to believe it! NO! Shinichiro!" She was on her knees,
"S-shui…Shuichiro…" The tears were now forming, Kohaku felt a soft hand on her head, she looked up. Her vision was a little blurry but through the tears she saw the worried face of-
"Madame Hisui..." Hisui bent down, "Hello little on,. I heard what happened…" Hisui wiped away tears from Kohaku's face, but the heart broken angel looked away. She had just found out that Shuichiro had died again...this was his what, 4th time already? But still…this time…he won't be reincarnated.
"Maybe…maybe they made a mistake?" Kohaku tried to smile, hope creeping onto her face. Hisui closed her eyes and shook her head sadly.
"No…God has already looked into this matter. Twice. I am sorry Kohaku…"
CHAPTER 1: THE FUNERAL
Kohaku stood miserably at the front of Shuichiro's house; it is now Kohaku's house. In Shuichiro's will, he wanted Kohaku to have the house. Kohaku was wearing a silk black kimono that was down to her legs. It was decorated with imprints of orchids, some fully bloomed, others still blossoming.
She bowed her head in greeting to the people who passed her to enter the house. Most of the people were the children whom Shuichiro cared for when he was a doctor. They had come with their parents to say their apologizes. Kohaku gave them a deflated grin but on the inside, she wanted to die. She wanted to be on Shuichiro's side like she had been for almost four centuries. How did this happen?
MEANWHILE IN HEAVEN….
"But please! Oh holy one! You must be able to do SOMETHING, ANYTHING!" Hisui was standing before god, several angelic guards holding her back. She had lost her wings long ago, but she had persuaded one of the Master Angels, Ryuki, to help her enter Heaven to talk to God about Shuichiro.
She couldn't see God of course; all she saw was a bright ball of light and divinity. Nobody could see God, but she felt a strong aura of serenity and peace, but Hisui was far from calm.
"You are the almighty one! Why can't you bring Shuichiro back from the Underworld?" "I'm sorry Hisui, as much as I want to help you and Kohaku, you know as well as I do that Shuichiro's soul now belongs to Satan." Hisui quickly looked away; she didn't want God to see her crying, not now.
"Thank you for your audience" She shook off the irritated guards and ran out of the room. 'I do not believe there is no way to grant Shuichiro resurrection…' was the last think Hisui thought before entering a portal back to earth. 'No way….'
BACK TO EARTH WITH KOHAKU
As the last of the guests finally left, Kohaku sighed tiredly and entered the house. Other than Master Kokuyo, Kohaku was left alone. She sat down and laid her head onto the table.
"Oh Master Kokuyo, what should I do..." He groaned quietly to himself and placed one huge hand onto her head.
"The only way to mend a broken heart is to fall in love all over again." Kokuyo replied, his voice dripping with sympathy. She closed her eyes, and fell asleep just as a tear ran down her cheek.
There was a small knock at the door and Kokuyo stood up to answer it. He let Hisui into the house.
"Any luck? What did God say?" But she didn't need to say anything. The dejected look on her face said it all. Kokuyo and Hisui embraced, and he kissed her forehead softly as she sobbed into his shoulder.
"Kohaku…."