(A dark little fic about Miboshi that is created for a history
for a Miboshi in one of my other fics (Warmth of the flame) this will
probably get pretty dark latter on in the fic so I'm warning you now
Big thanks to Girl in a Purple Summoning Outfit (long name!) for encouraging me to do this fic)
Warnings: angst, various pairings, spoilers for Genbu seishi, a history similar to one of the Suzaku seishi
Disclaimer: don't even go there
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"MIBOSHI REMEMBER"
The figure stirred in the shadows, waking from the sleep that had kept it in a small bundle in the shadows. A small light moved from the middle of the darkness to rest on the figure.
The folds of a long emerald green kimono trimmed with violet, embroidered with tiny white stars and flowers first appeared. The light moved more, lighting on pale skin, the kimono having slipped to reveal slim feminine shoulders. A graceful arched neck.
Odd cat like amethyst eyes with slit pupils opened and widened as the figure noticed where it was. The head moved, perfect features crinkling as it looked around. Masses of emerald green hair, lightly sprinkled with violet strands and with two noticeable rose streaks at the front flowed onto the dark blue, almost black, marble.
Around her in the shadows, other figures shifted, whispering among themselves. "SILENCE" there was total quiet as the figure got to its feet. The kimono smoothed out, revealing a flat chest. The boy was about fourteen, standing proud before his god and fellow seishi. If not for the flat chest this person would be most definitely a female. Perfect feminine features and a tiny birthmark under his right eye. One of the figures lifted a shaggy head, "so like the one that I killed" he murmured.
Again Seiryuu called for silence, he smiled down at the boy. "SEIRYUU NO SHICHISEISHI MIBOSHI, THE IMMORTAL SEISHI, IT PAINS ME TO KNOW THAT THE ONLY REASON THAT YOU STAND BEFORE ME IS THAT YOU USED YOUR FORBIDDEN GIFT NOT ONCE BUT TWICE" the boy nodded, grief shining in the odd purple eyes, a strand of rose hair fell in his eyes and he brushed it away. "DO NOT WORRY THOUGH, YOU HAVE BEEN FORGIVEN. BUT YOU MUST REMEMBER AND LET GO OF THE MEMORIES OF YOUR PAST LIFE" Tiny hands with long claw-like nails crossed in front of him, Miboshi closed his eyes and memories began to flow through him.
time is flowing times are changing remember your sins
(^_^.; pretty weird for a first chapter ne? It gets better hopefully. poor Miboshi)
Big thanks to Girl in a Purple Summoning Outfit (long name!) for encouraging me to do this fic)
Warnings: angst, various pairings, spoilers for Genbu seishi, a history similar to one of the Suzaku seishi
Disclaimer: don't even go there
~*~*~*~
"MIBOSHI REMEMBER"
The figure stirred in the shadows, waking from the sleep that had kept it in a small bundle in the shadows. A small light moved from the middle of the darkness to rest on the figure.
The folds of a long emerald green kimono trimmed with violet, embroidered with tiny white stars and flowers first appeared. The light moved more, lighting on pale skin, the kimono having slipped to reveal slim feminine shoulders. A graceful arched neck.
Odd cat like amethyst eyes with slit pupils opened and widened as the figure noticed where it was. The head moved, perfect features crinkling as it looked around. Masses of emerald green hair, lightly sprinkled with violet strands and with two noticeable rose streaks at the front flowed onto the dark blue, almost black, marble.
Around her in the shadows, other figures shifted, whispering among themselves. "SILENCE" there was total quiet as the figure got to its feet. The kimono smoothed out, revealing a flat chest. The boy was about fourteen, standing proud before his god and fellow seishi. If not for the flat chest this person would be most definitely a female. Perfect feminine features and a tiny birthmark under his right eye. One of the figures lifted a shaggy head, "so like the one that I killed" he murmured.
Again Seiryuu called for silence, he smiled down at the boy. "SEIRYUU NO SHICHISEISHI MIBOSHI, THE IMMORTAL SEISHI, IT PAINS ME TO KNOW THAT THE ONLY REASON THAT YOU STAND BEFORE ME IS THAT YOU USED YOUR FORBIDDEN GIFT NOT ONCE BUT TWICE" the boy nodded, grief shining in the odd purple eyes, a strand of rose hair fell in his eyes and he brushed it away. "DO NOT WORRY THOUGH, YOU HAVE BEEN FORGIVEN. BUT YOU MUST REMEMBER AND LET GO OF THE MEMORIES OF YOUR PAST LIFE" Tiny hands with long claw-like nails crossed in front of him, Miboshi closed his eyes and memories began to flow through him.
time is flowing times are changing remember your sins
(^_^.; pretty weird for a first chapter ne? It gets better hopefully. poor Miboshi)