Ash: Okay this is my first fanfic yay! *pops open bottle of champagne* I enjoy making things emo and stuff so this godamn story could be real emo… enjoy anyways.
Ikuto: I hate emo stuff I need some passion, love, excitement and… ahem ahem
Ash: eww don't think sick!
Ikuto: you're probably thinking sick yourself since you know what I mean by 'ahem ahem'
Ash: *doesn't know how to reply* OKAY! *clears throat loudly* LET'S MOVE ON TO THE STORY! Disclaimer please!
Ikuto: Darkdemon's Ashes doesn't own Shugo Chara and never will.
Ages:
Ikuto: 19
Utau: 16
Tadase: 14
Souko and Aruto: dunno… just old
Ikuto's POV
I stared down at the unmoving body of my brother, my head bowed in grief. Yes my brother was annoying, girlish and forever trying to supersede me to the throne but at least he made my dull and boring life interesting enough. When anyone asked if I loved him and cared for him I would immediately reply with a curt "No." but now when I looked down at his bloody immobile body, I realised... realised that I had loved him. We had probably loved each other in a special, warped kind of way and now I realised what I had lost.
Tadase's body was bleeding in several different places and he had been brutally stabbed in the stomach, the scarlet blood still spilling out of the gaping wound and onto the emerald green grass below him. His eyes stared blankly ahead, not noticing our mother, Souko Tsukiyomi, her body bent over his, sobbing her heart out. My father, Aruto Tsukiyomi, tried his best to comfort her, but tears were leaking out of his eyes as well. I bent down next to Tadase's cold, cold body and lifted my shaking hand, patting him on his blond head.
"Goodbye, brother" I murmured, passing my shaking hand over his pale, cold face and closed his eyes forever.
I stayed beside Tadase, grieving, when I heard the bell in the tower chime 3p.m.. "It's 3 already?!" I thought, shocked. "Shit!" I hissed quietly and quickly stood up, composing my face and hardening my heart. At least one person in the family had to be serious and composed in times like this and it seemed like it would have to be me again this time.
When I exited the garden, an attendant was already waiting at the exit. "She's coming via the main doors, Prince Ikuto." he said respectfully and bowed. I quickly thanked him and sprinted to the main palace doors and arrived just in time when the door flew open with a bang. Utau Tsukiyomi, my sister, stood in front of me, her hands on her hips.
"Ikuto!" she shrieked when she saw me. "What is all this shit about 'sorrow has descended to this kingdom' and 'the poor prince Tadase…'?! Every single person I passed has been murmuring this kind of weird things! What happened to him? Is he sick? Who will let me practice my make-up skills on their faces now that Tadase is sick! No one else I know has a girlish pretty face and allows me to practice my mak…"
"UTAU!" I yelled, "SHUT UP!"
Almost immediately, Utau snapped her mouth closed and waited while I recomposed myself.
"What is it Ikuto?" she whispered, her voice almost inaudible. "What happened?"
"I…I'm sorry Utau. T…The Shadow Assassin struck again. Tadase is… is dead."
Her eyes widened in horror.
"Y…you mean t…that assassin that has k…killed countless of innocent civilians but has n…never been caught?" she stammered, her eyes welling up with tears.
I nodded silently, looking down at the floor, my midnight blue bangs covering my eyes.
"N…NO," Utau gulped, "NO!"
I looked up and saw her stumble backwards in shock and horror, her hand clamped over her mouth. Tears fell from her violet eyes and rained down onto the cool marble floor tiles.
"NO NO NO!" she gasped, "You're lying Ikuto I know it! STOP LYING PLEASE!"
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry Utau. But he is really dead," I whispered looking straight at her.
She must have seen the truth in my eyes and realised that it was really not just a joke but the truth, the absolute truth.
"NO!" she screamed I fell to the ground, sobbing. A pool of tears collected on the tiled floor as she cried.
I quietly bent down next to her, patting her back gently. After about ten minutes, she suddenly looked up.
"Take me to Tadase. Please," she said, looking up at me with tear-filled eyes.
"I don't think you should see it," I said, "He was brutally murdered and slashed with a knife…"
"I DON'T CARE! I HAVE TO SEE HIM. HE'S MY BROTHER!" she shouted interrupting me. "SO DON'T YOU DARE STOP ME," she hissed, glaring right at me.
"Fine," I said quietly, leading her towards Tadase's favourite place in the whole castle, The Royal Garden.
When we entered the garden, I looked at Utau but she did not seem afraid at all by the sight of Tadase's body. She walked up to him and kneeled down on the now blood red grass. Patting his unstained face gently she kissed him on the forehead and murmured something I could not hear to him.
Utau's POV
I kneeled down next to the body of my brother, vaguely aware that my parents were silently crying beside his body. Lifting my hand, I patted his cheek gently and bent down over him, kissing his forehead.
"I love you brother. I'm sorry. Goodbye," I murmured close to his ear, although I knew that he could not have heard me anyway.
Then I stood up and walked over to my parents and hugged them both.
Ikuto's POV
I was just standing in the garden, blankly staring when I noticed a servant hovering by the entrance of the garden. I gestured for him to enter and he scurried in.
"The guards have caught The Shadow Assassin Prince Ikuto. They are waiting in the main hall."
I looked back at my parents and Utau briefly before walking into the castle, towards the main hall.
I entered the main hall, full of vengeance and hatred. 'The assassin will definitely be punished severely and hanged!' I vowed angrily to myself as I strode into the main hall, my midnight blue cloak swishing behind me.
When I saw the assassin, I was shocked. The assassin was a female! I had thought it would be a male. The assassin's head was bowed and she wore a blood red cloak with a hood that covered most of her face. She wore a simple light blue dress with ruffles at the end and a neat white belt around her waist. On her feet were two expensive looking blue heeled boots. 'She really doesn't look like an assassin,' I thought wryly. 'Did the guards get the wrong person?' That was when I noticed a long, bloody knife strapped around her waist. 'So she really is the assassin…' I thought.
I strode over to the girl, and put my finger under her chin, pushing her head up to see her face.
"No!" I reeled back, shocked, when I saw her face.
Ash: Hell yea I love cliffies even though I'm quite sure all you peeps already know who the assassin is. Haha I killed Tadase awesome! Sorry but I'm one of those people who enjoy Tadase bashing.
Ikuto: I enjoy Tadase bashing too *smirk*
Ash: *whacks Ikuto with enormous frying pan* show some brotherly love idiot! Anyway, please R&R! I really appreciate constructive criticism!