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--------------------------------Chapter 1 Quiet Storm-------------------------------------
Ryo eyes remained locked on to Shenhua's. It was obvious, this beautiful, naive girl, was destined to meet him. Ever since he saved her, and the white fawn from the river. It was no coincidence... Because now, both stood together in front of a Phenomenon in itself. Two giant size replicas of the Phoenix and Dragon mirrors. What could it mean?
Ryo had traversed a long journey from Japan to get to where he was now, a remote region called Guilin.
He was only 18 years old; yet he had been through so much adversity.
The young man's face was very attractive, his cheekbone's advertised considerably, with eyebrows
that streaked out and upward. Ryo's eyes a beautiful light brown, filled with determination.
His hair a normal dark brown, held firm in place by gel; yet it poked out some, while still staying confined.
One could tell he was of Japanese origin by gazing at him.
Argurably, he was well built, none would deny he had a solid, balance frame. He was roughly under
six feet, his weight was about average for that height as well.
Casually dressed in a brown leather jacket, depicting a Tiger clawing in attack formation. The white tee
shirt he wore upon his body, obviously bias to the latter. Below the waist, there was nothing special as well, sky
blue jeans, as well as sports shoes.
Shenhua was the very opposite of Ryo's look. Firstly, because she was girl, secondly because
she lived in nature. However, her beautiful face acquired no blemishes over the 16 years
she had been on Earth. If she let it out, her hair would be remarkably long, with its hazel texture.
But she kept it in pigtails for her own convenience.
Her clothes were very rural compared to Ryo's. She wore a plain butternut, cotton sewn dress.
Shenhua's build was quite the opposite of Ryo's; It was more feminine, as well as petite.
"Shenhua.." Ryo said softly.
"Ryo...." She responded in and even softer tone.
Both begin to move closer to each other. Closing the gap that parted their faces, lips.... Ryo realizing what was going to happen, immediately jerked away. Shenhua a bit surprised by the sudden action, gave him an appalling look.
"Uh..Shenhua.."
"Yes Ryo?" Her hands against her side, smiling as always.
"Take me to Baliu village...."
Shenhua reluctantly shook her head in agreement. Following the sound of the wind, they were outside the cave again. They began to trot down the path they had travel to reach this pre-determined destination. Shenhua dropped weakly to her knees, sobbing uncontrollably. Ryo immediately went to her side; touching her on the shoulder gently.
"Shenhua...."
Obviously, she wasn't over the fact that her Father was gone... Unfortunately for Ryo, there was nothing he could do really to comfort her. He wasn't good at this type of stuff. Being emotionally wasn't one of his real strengths, more of a weakness then anything. Yet stubbornly he tried his best to put in some kind of concern.
"I just can't believe it...Father!!!" She shrieked
Tears were starting to build up in her eyes. Her hands were trembling as she grabbed the dirt; clenching it as if she hated it. Which wasn't possible; since she loved nature and all its sorroundings. But nothing could faze her sorrow; her lost was to much. Going on appeared improbable; to say the least.
The clouds erupted in a monstrous orchestra; conveniently, it fit the cumbersome mood of the occasion. The heavens felt that: once more, its dew would moisten the earth. Shenhua although deeply full with grief; saw the urgency of the situation, and acted accordingly. Rising to her feet; she rubbed the dampness from her eyes. Which were now red with irritation; as well as depression.
"I'm sorry...Ryo..." She said in a coarse tone.
"Shenhua, its ok. But we better go back to your house for shelter."
"You're right...."
their respective trademark and copyright holders.
This may be not be reproduced under any circumstances except for personal,
private use. It may only be placed on an web site with my permission, email
me here:(Majinfalcon@hotmail.com) Use of this fic on any other
web site or as a part of any public display is strictly prohibited, and a
violation of copyright.
--------------------------------Chapter 1 Quiet Storm-------------------------------------
Ryo eyes remained locked on to Shenhua's. It was obvious, this beautiful, naive girl, was destined to meet him. Ever since he saved her, and the white fawn from the river. It was no coincidence... Because now, both stood together in front of a Phenomenon in itself. Two giant size replicas of the Phoenix and Dragon mirrors. What could it mean?
Ryo had traversed a long journey from Japan to get to where he was now, a remote region called Guilin.
He was only 18 years old; yet he had been through so much adversity.
The young man's face was very attractive, his cheekbone's advertised considerably, with eyebrows
that streaked out and upward. Ryo's eyes a beautiful light brown, filled with determination.
His hair a normal dark brown, held firm in place by gel; yet it poked out some, while still staying confined.
One could tell he was of Japanese origin by gazing at him.
Argurably, he was well built, none would deny he had a solid, balance frame. He was roughly under
six feet, his weight was about average for that height as well.
Casually dressed in a brown leather jacket, depicting a Tiger clawing in attack formation. The white tee
shirt he wore upon his body, obviously bias to the latter. Below the waist, there was nothing special as well, sky
blue jeans, as well as sports shoes.
Shenhua was the very opposite of Ryo's look. Firstly, because she was girl, secondly because
she lived in nature. However, her beautiful face acquired no blemishes over the 16 years
she had been on Earth. If she let it out, her hair would be remarkably long, with its hazel texture.
But she kept it in pigtails for her own convenience.
Her clothes were very rural compared to Ryo's. She wore a plain butternut, cotton sewn dress.
Shenhua's build was quite the opposite of Ryo's; It was more feminine, as well as petite.
"Shenhua.." Ryo said softly.
"Ryo...." She responded in and even softer tone.
Both begin to move closer to each other. Closing the gap that parted their faces, lips.... Ryo realizing what was going to happen, immediately jerked away. Shenhua a bit surprised by the sudden action, gave him an appalling look.
"Uh..Shenhua.."
"Yes Ryo?" Her hands against her side, smiling as always.
"Take me to Baliu village...."
Shenhua reluctantly shook her head in agreement. Following the sound of the wind, they were outside the cave again. They began to trot down the path they had travel to reach this pre-determined destination. Shenhua dropped weakly to her knees, sobbing uncontrollably. Ryo immediately went to her side; touching her on the shoulder gently.
"Shenhua...."
Obviously, she wasn't over the fact that her Father was gone... Unfortunately for Ryo, there was nothing he could do really to comfort her. He wasn't good at this type of stuff. Being emotionally wasn't one of his real strengths, more of a weakness then anything. Yet stubbornly he tried his best to put in some kind of concern.
"I just can't believe it...Father!!!" She shrieked
Tears were starting to build up in her eyes. Her hands were trembling as she grabbed the dirt; clenching it as if she hated it. Which wasn't possible; since she loved nature and all its sorroundings. But nothing could faze her sorrow; her lost was to much. Going on appeared improbable; to say the least.
The clouds erupted in a monstrous orchestra; conveniently, it fit the cumbersome mood of the occasion. The heavens felt that: once more, its dew would moisten the earth. Shenhua although deeply full with grief; saw the urgency of the situation, and acted accordingly. Rising to her feet; she rubbed the dampness from her eyes. Which were now red with irritation; as well as depression.
"I'm sorry...Ryo..." She said in a coarse tone.
"Shenhua, its ok. But we better go back to your house for shelter."
"You're right...."