Raiha Fanfic Without A Name
By shukuchi
After Kurei-sama's death, my life became empty. I was constantly by his side, yet now he's gone. Some parts of me still can't believe it, but others expected it all along.
The Uruha have disbanded. Those in the inner circle have all disappeared to the others, and I'm surprised to find myself on that list. I want to forget everything- forget my master, forget the look of disbelief and despair on Neon-san's face when I told her, forget that the traitor's blood within me will never be stilled after his death. But I can't. Without him, the days stretch on endlessly (were hours always this long?) with nothing to occupy me except memories of the past.
Raijin twinges within its pocket. It doesn't enjoy being cooped up and unused, so I know: it is trying to influence me. It's trying to insert its own few thoughts among my own with minuscule electrical signals that it does not need to possess me in order to give. A single image hovers in my mind: that of a teenage girl, in that rare moment when she is weak and defenseless, lying with violet hair shining in my lap. Soon she will wake, but there is a beauty in the truth and perfection of her still form. I do not know if it is Raijin that placed this image or merely that when one loses everything, they must cling to something, but I do know this: I will meet with her again, and then maybe the hours will seem less long.
........................................ Ok, there's the intro to my Rai-Fuu fic. It's actually post-anime, but you will not understand the Raijin parts if you haven't read the mangas. The intro may be serious, but the fic will cheer up once Raiha does.
Raiha is not in love with Kurei. It's just that all he did all day in the anime was sit around listening to him babble. Anyways, please review! And once you have, review my poems! I'll update this once I get 2 reviews, so hurry up!
By shukuchi
After Kurei-sama's death, my life became empty. I was constantly by his side, yet now he's gone. Some parts of me still can't believe it, but others expected it all along.
The Uruha have disbanded. Those in the inner circle have all disappeared to the others, and I'm surprised to find myself on that list. I want to forget everything- forget my master, forget the look of disbelief and despair on Neon-san's face when I told her, forget that the traitor's blood within me will never be stilled after his death. But I can't. Without him, the days stretch on endlessly (were hours always this long?) with nothing to occupy me except memories of the past.
Raijin twinges within its pocket. It doesn't enjoy being cooped up and unused, so I know: it is trying to influence me. It's trying to insert its own few thoughts among my own with minuscule electrical signals that it does not need to possess me in order to give. A single image hovers in my mind: that of a teenage girl, in that rare moment when she is weak and defenseless, lying with violet hair shining in my lap. Soon she will wake, but there is a beauty in the truth and perfection of her still form. I do not know if it is Raijin that placed this image or merely that when one loses everything, they must cling to something, but I do know this: I will meet with her again, and then maybe the hours will seem less long.
........................................ Ok, there's the intro to my Rai-Fuu fic. It's actually post-anime, but you will not understand the Raijin parts if you haven't read the mangas. The intro may be serious, but the fic will cheer up once Raiha does.
Raiha is not in love with Kurei. It's just that all he did all day in the anime was sit around listening to him babble. Anyways, please review! And once you have, review my poems! I'll update this once I get 2 reviews, so hurry up!