Till I Live Again
All my life I've lived to serve another person. Or two. My sister, so innocent and sweet killed at such a young age. I am her. Miaka, Suzaku no Miko. I served her and protected her with my life. Now I lie here dying, remembering what I did with this worthless life.
All through out my 18 years emotions have flooded my being. I keep thinking, "why hadn't I died instead of Kourin" or "why won't the emperor look at me the way I want him too?". Regrets. Pains in my heart.
Then suddenly I met Miaka, she lifted my spirits and helped me to live again. Now I had a purpose in life. To protect her and help to summon the beast god Suzaku. She has taught me so many things about life and with those traits I fell in love with her. I knew though that she only loved Tamahome and they were perfect so I kept my feelings hidden and only told them to Tama the night before this. So many memories of being with her. The surprise on her face when she knew I was a man and how she was hurt when I told her of Kourin. I enjoyed being with her over these months and I will watch over her forever, I just know.
My love Hotohori comes to mind now. Hotohori, my love. Such sad eyes, lonely and sad. All of his life he has been weighed down by the burden of emporer. Still I fell in love with him, as I was Kourin. I thought that we both shared a pain inside. Maybe that's why I was attracted to him. I do not know. I just hope he can find happiness in whatever form it may be.
My life passing by, flashes in my mind slowly fading. I can't even move anymore. Tama and Miaka are with me but I can't even speak to comfort their sorrow. If only I could touch their faces or say "I'll be fine". But this body is dead weight now. I'm so sorry. If that animal hadn't been so strong, I'd be better. The snow so cold now, I can't even feel the warmth of Tama's hands. It must be my time.
"Ryuuen....Ryuuen" A soft voice with so much innocence. It had to be my little sister, Kourin. My eyes look into Tama's telling him it is my time. He cried, harder. Farewell...Till I live again...
*Well I'm pretty happy with this story. I wanted to make it emotional and vivid enough to express Nii-chan's death. I hope you enjoyed it sowy for it being so short*
All my life I've lived to serve another person. Or two. My sister, so innocent and sweet killed at such a young age. I am her. Miaka, Suzaku no Miko. I served her and protected her with my life. Now I lie here dying, remembering what I did with this worthless life.
All through out my 18 years emotions have flooded my being. I keep thinking, "why hadn't I died instead of Kourin" or "why won't the emperor look at me the way I want him too?". Regrets. Pains in my heart.
Then suddenly I met Miaka, she lifted my spirits and helped me to live again. Now I had a purpose in life. To protect her and help to summon the beast god Suzaku. She has taught me so many things about life and with those traits I fell in love with her. I knew though that she only loved Tamahome and they were perfect so I kept my feelings hidden and only told them to Tama the night before this. So many memories of being with her. The surprise on her face when she knew I was a man and how she was hurt when I told her of Kourin. I enjoyed being with her over these months and I will watch over her forever, I just know.
My love Hotohori comes to mind now. Hotohori, my love. Such sad eyes, lonely and sad. All of his life he has been weighed down by the burden of emporer. Still I fell in love with him, as I was Kourin. I thought that we both shared a pain inside. Maybe that's why I was attracted to him. I do not know. I just hope he can find happiness in whatever form it may be.
My life passing by, flashes in my mind slowly fading. I can't even move anymore. Tama and Miaka are with me but I can't even speak to comfort their sorrow. If only I could touch their faces or say "I'll be fine". But this body is dead weight now. I'm so sorry. If that animal hadn't been so strong, I'd be better. The snow so cold now, I can't even feel the warmth of Tama's hands. It must be my time.
"Ryuuen....Ryuuen" A soft voice with so much innocence. It had to be my little sister, Kourin. My eyes look into Tama's telling him it is my time. He cried, harder. Farewell...Till I live again...
*Well I'm pretty happy with this story. I wanted to make it emotional and vivid enough to express Nii-chan's death. I hope you enjoyed it sowy for it being so short*