Hi, everyone! Jiia here. Guess what? I've finally got around to typing up my first Diabolo fic! It makes me so happy. Happy dance Indeed. This has been in the works for so long, the book has dust on it. About a centimeter of dust, actually. And stickers. Many, many stickers. Anyway, I have the first bunch of chapters writen, and must simply tpye them. Which will take a while. But that's ok. Once I run out of writen stuff, thats where this will REALLY get interesting. BTW, this is a multi-chapter fic, in case you didn't know already. It takes place after the series. Gasp, you say, how can it take place after the series when the cast majority of characters died? Ha, says I. Read and find out.
I don't own them. If I did, you wouldn't be able to buy Diabolo in chapters. You'd need to special order it or something.
The Magic of Love
Chapter 1: Wake Up Call
Ren was dreaming. It was a good dream. He and his mom and Mio and Nana and Rei and all the others where laughing and playing. They where like they had been before the Diabolo. They where as they should be. They where happy. Ren was happy. But he was sad, because Rai wasn't with him.
He could have dreamt forever. He would have stayed in that wonderful world forever, only Rai wasn't there. Rai was calling to him from far away. Ren wanted to sleep, but Rai was telling him to wake up.
Opening his eyes felt like picking up a minivan, and apparently just as fruitless. This place was so dark, he couldn't tell if his eyes where open or closed.
Rai was close. He could feel him. He was a warm ghost in the darkness, his soft breath brushing by Ren's lips, his gentle hand enclosing Ren's in warmth.
As he took his first waking breath, he realized that he hadn't been breathing at all previously. This was probably a good thing, as the air he sucked into his lungs was stagnant and smelled disturbingly like formaldehyde. He was lying on cold metal, with more of the same at his back. A cold sheet was draped over him from his shoulders down, doing nothing to stem off the deathly chill. The only heat in this disturbing new world came from Rai, and it was meagre at best. Still, the comforting warmth coming from his friend was much preferable to the aching cold deep inside his chest. Ren shuddered and scooted closer to the other boy, blushing in the dark as he realized there was nothing between them but air.
"Good morning, Ren." Rai whispered. The words where barely breathed against Ren's lips, and yet they send shivers down his spine.
"Rai?" Ren could barely recognize his own voice. "Where are we…?"
"I'm not sure…" Rai shifted, putting a little more room between them. "There's not a lot of air in here, though."
For a moment, Ren was hurt. Then he was cold and hurt. Then he was too hurt to be cold. He moved closer again, desperate for the heat.
"I'm cold, Rai. Don't go away."
For a long moment, Rai was silent, tense against Ren's body. Slowly, as the air became less and less appetizing with each breath, Rai relaxed.
"I won't leave you, Ren."
"Good." Ren mumbled, fully ready to go back to sleep.
"Ren?" Rai looked down at what he assumed was his friend's head. He couldn't tell in the dark, but it seemed that his head should be where Rai was looking.
"Mm?" Ren groaned, not bothering to move.
Rai felt relief flood through his system. He had been worried that Ren would go back to sleep, and if he did that… Rai didn't want to think about it.
"I…" Rai swallowed. "I'm sorry."
He could almost hear Ren blink.
"For wha?"
"For…" Rai couldn't bear himself to say it. "For everything. I didn't mean to, I didn't want to…" Rai paused, startled by the how thick his voice was. "I caused you so much pain… How can you ever forgive me…?"
Rai waited, already cringing. He was sure Ren would hate him. All this was his fault.
Ren wasn't quite sure what Rai was talking about. Nothing the boy said seemed to make sense. It didn't help that he wasn't finishing his sentences, either. Still, it took painfully long for his mind to reconfigure and make him remember.
And when he did, he felt everything just stop.
Rai stood upon the roof, Mio by his side. With blood on his hands and evil in his eyes, he spoke in a hollow voice that was totally and completely not him.
"Poor Ren… Come to me. I'll put your misery to an end. That's right, Ren. I got you involved. I destroyed your happy little family… And not by accident, either."
He felt himself scream, the brutal sound tearing itself out of his chest with enough force to temporarily overwhelm the pain in his heart. He felt his body trying to curl in on itself in the cramped metal box, probably hurting himself in the process. He felt Rai grab him by the shoulders and pull him tight to his chest, trying anything to make him stop screaming. He felt everything, but all he could see was Rai's smile, and all he could head was Rai's laugh, and all he could taste was the blood raining down.
Gasp! Cliff hanger! Read on, my good friends, for I have CHAPTER TWO ALREADY TYPED. Oh, and don't expect the chapters to be much longer. I seperate them judging by where the action stalls or skips ahead or whatever. I actually put together two chapters for this one. So bite me. Mwa.
