A/N: a couple things about this story, this might spoil the anime for people who have not watched or read it to the end. Other things are; One Rosette is still alive. Two Chrono is dead. This story is more based on the manga but I read the last of it online and it wasn't the most reliable so notify me of the mistakes I make and I'll try my hardest to correct them.
My head pounded and I tried to stifle my scream in my pillow. I thrashed in the sheets, getting tangled. My silk nightgown was stuck everywhere to my body. I screamed again just as the door to my room opened. Gentle hands held me against something warm. The gentle pulse of my holder calmed me. My heartbeat matched the calm one and my headache ceased. I took deep gulps of the air tasting my brother's cologne in the air. "Prepare the car." He told the butler standing at the door. "We're going to end this. Everyone else leave us." He tiredly sat on the bed still holding me. His shirt was already wet from my tears. He squeezed me closer to him. "Why you?" he asked, the same question we've been asking ourselves for years. He pulled away slightly. "Can you show us where he is?" I nodded. He hugged me again. "Please let this stop." He begged the ceiling.
"Young master, the car is ready." The butler bowed and left again. Brother picked me up and walked out of the room. He set me gently on the leather seats before sliding in himself. The driver listened to my instructions carefully. We arrived, nearly out of gas and the sun was high in the sky. I jogged slowly over to the line of trees. My brother told me to come back. He opened the trunk and dug out a change of clothes. He held a white dress and I shook my head.
"We'll be digging a bit." I whispered. My brothers trained ears heard my tiny voice and returned to the trunk. He hesitantly pulled out some trousers and old t-shirt. I grabbed it and headed for the trees. I changed quickly, checking to make sure there was no one around. I whistled a call for my brother. He jogged up to me, a shovel in hand. My heart pounded when we started into the forest. This was a large risk this person, thing, whatever it was, wasn't supposed to be resurrected and was dead for a good reason. But I'd never felt such a strong will before. If I didn't bring this thing back it would destroy me. I already felt the nausea of the presence in the pits of my stomach. I grabbed a tree to keep my balance, images shot through my head, recorded history in a way. I felt my brother's hands on my shoulders, bringing me back to the present.
"Are you alright?" I nodded. Brother looked worried but turned away, he grabbed my hand instead. The hike continued growing steeper. By sunset we had reached the spot. Brother started digging once I stopped. My hands shook as I held the shovel and I hesitated. I could feel his eyes on me as brother continued to dig. I felt dizzy and took a deep breath. I stomped on the shovel and lifted the dirt. It wasn't long till we had uncovered something. I had to sit down when I saw the two bodies. I couldn't tell which one was the one that was calling. Both of their voices called out and combined, making it twice as loud and twice as painful. Brother put his hand on my shoulder. I stood with his help and walked slowly to the bodies. The wildlife had worked quickly, leaving nothing but the bones. I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate on the voices. I pointed to one of them and I felt brother's arms leave my shoulders. I walked as quickly as I could from the other body. Brother followed me, dragging a tarp with the skeleton on it. I didn't stop until we were a good distance away from the hole. We arranged the bones in silence until they were in the right order.
"Okay." Brother hesitated before stepping back.
"Are you sure you should do this?" brother asked behind me. I shook my head.
"No, but if I don't I'll never be able to be at least semi-sane again." I touched the skull, the voice exploded inside me and I shut my eyes tight. The voice seemed almost to take a shape and started exploring inside me, searching for the source of my life. I felt panic creep around wherever the voice went, never falling behind it. The thing found what it was searching for and it latched onto it. Like a leech it started sucking at my life. I closed my eyes tighter as I felt the pain of the person's death replay inside me. I felt the ground rush to meet me, stones and twigs scratching me. brother stopped my head from colliding with the ground at the last minute. I caught a glimpse of the body before I slipped into the darkness.
change in pov
I rushed to grab Amaya's head before it hit the stone lying underneath her. Catching it just in time I saw her eyes wander to the person before closing. I picked her up and swung around to call our butler. He found us shortly after and took Amaya from my arms. I walked over to the man. His body had regained the hair and skin he had lost and was slowly getting its color back as well. His hair was long but too dirty to tell the color. I felt a slight resentment towards him but lifted him onto my back all the same. I hiked down the mountain quicker than I had hiked up. We were further down the mountain than I had thought. Amaya had wandered a long way after digging up the skeleton. I arrived at the car short of breath and tired. The butler helped me lie the man down on the back seat while I took Amaya and we sat in the front seat. She was just waking up as we pulled into the driveway of the mansion.
"Did it work?" she whispered. I nodded looking in the backseat. The servants took the man out. He disappeared into the house and I carried Amaya into her room. I put her on the bed gently and she turned over as I pulled the sheets over her. I stared at her before leaving. Instead of going back to bed myself I went to see the man again. His hair was washed and he was asleep in the bed. I glared at the man, how much life did he gain back? How much life did he take from my little sister? My resentment bubbled up in my chest and I turned away, stomping into my own bedroom, only to sit in the old chair in front of the fireplace and worry about Amaya and what she had brought back into the world of the living.
A/N: the first chapter, it got worse at the end. i'll try to write at least a bit better. please review and give me your input.