disclaimer:not mine.
AN: this is just a sad little deathfic. nuriko is mai second fav. seishi so i think he deserves special attention.^_^i noe that i made Nuriko sound VERY mean and dark in this fic, but im sorri! it was my mood. gomen nasai . you can flame me if you wish.errr SLIGHT hint of him likeing tasuki but nothing bad just him looking down at tasuki and thinking. nothing BAD. but still, Nuriko was gay. what did u expect?
Like a willow...
by:fire demoness
I faced the enemy with steady eyes. I had promised that i would be OK, and besides, Miaka was counting on me. No Seiyruu seishi was going to stop me from helping my Miko. The seishi... what was it again? oh yes, i see his mark now. Aishitare.
He came at me, yelling and swiping his huge claws everywhere. i was much fsater of course. But then... the dumb baka got a lucky shot in. The pain...searing pain... but i didn't care. As i fell, i brought my arm down and broke his neck... serves him right. he collaspsed and i fell also. clutching my side. i am broken. so much like my kanki. broken like a willow. fragile and delicate.
The pain... oh the pain. i looked down at my hand, covered with blood.There was a huge gaping hole right through my stomach. I looked away. Then, with determanation, i stood up slowly. I, Nuriko, was a Suzaku seishi. I shall try to be helpful till the end. My bracelets already turned into guaglets sometime in the fight, i picked up the heavy boulder in front of the cave entrence. //There// i thought, pleased. now Miaka would be able to enter and fulfill her destiny, with or without me. who am a kididng? im a dead man. for sure. i collapsed yet again. the pain was unbearable.
Ah...is that Miaka? yes... it must be. She is crying. i cannot believe i caused her this much grief. Tamahome as well. i see. In my last moments, i think i see Tasuki coming, but is it him? i never had the chance to tell him...
**later. about 2 seconds after death**
I see them now. weeping over me. "my death was for a good cause. "i want to tell them, but they cannot see nor sense me, not even Chichiri. i sigh. Tasuki. I float over to him. He looks at my cold body with anguish. i so wish that i could calm him.
**after they meet Houki**
I retire to my room. I am grateful that Suzaku gave me another chance, although i can never tell them, i am glad that i can see my friends yet again. i know that Tasuki looks at me weirdly every time i see him, but i dont blame him. im just thankful. thankful for another chance, thankful for a new body,thankful that i am loved,and thankful that i may yet have a chance to change and be stronger in will. Not like a willow anymore...
~Owari?~
I was thinking of a Tasuki fic to go along w/ this one. like that he thinks of nuriko's death and of Houki. who knows? review and i shall decide my answers on the reviews. thanks SO much. pity me and rite one? one itty bity one. takes 4 seconds, plz?
AN: this is just a sad little deathfic. nuriko is mai second fav. seishi so i think he deserves special attention.^_^i noe that i made Nuriko sound VERY mean and dark in this fic, but im sorri! it was my mood. gomen nasai . you can flame me if you wish.errr SLIGHT hint of him likeing tasuki but nothing bad just him looking down at tasuki and thinking. nothing BAD. but still, Nuriko was gay. what did u expect?
Like a willow...
by:fire demoness
I faced the enemy with steady eyes. I had promised that i would be OK, and besides, Miaka was counting on me. No Seiyruu seishi was going to stop me from helping my Miko. The seishi... what was it again? oh yes, i see his mark now. Aishitare.
He came at me, yelling and swiping his huge claws everywhere. i was much fsater of course. But then... the dumb baka got a lucky shot in. The pain...searing pain... but i didn't care. As i fell, i brought my arm down and broke his neck... serves him right. he collaspsed and i fell also. clutching my side. i am broken. so much like my kanki. broken like a willow. fragile and delicate.
The pain... oh the pain. i looked down at my hand, covered with blood.There was a huge gaping hole right through my stomach. I looked away. Then, with determanation, i stood up slowly. I, Nuriko, was a Suzaku seishi. I shall try to be helpful till the end. My bracelets already turned into guaglets sometime in the fight, i picked up the heavy boulder in front of the cave entrence. //There// i thought, pleased. now Miaka would be able to enter and fulfill her destiny, with or without me. who am a kididng? im a dead man. for sure. i collapsed yet again. the pain was unbearable.
Ah...is that Miaka? yes... it must be. She is crying. i cannot believe i caused her this much grief. Tamahome as well. i see. In my last moments, i think i see Tasuki coming, but is it him? i never had the chance to tell him...
**later. about 2 seconds after death**
I see them now. weeping over me. "my death was for a good cause. "i want to tell them, but they cannot see nor sense me, not even Chichiri. i sigh. Tasuki. I float over to him. He looks at my cold body with anguish. i so wish that i could calm him.
**after they meet Houki**
I retire to my room. I am grateful that Suzaku gave me another chance, although i can never tell them, i am glad that i can see my friends yet again. i know that Tasuki looks at me weirdly every time i see him, but i dont blame him. im just thankful. thankful for another chance, thankful for a new body,thankful that i am loved,and thankful that i may yet have a chance to change and be stronger in will. Not like a willow anymore...
~Owari?~
I was thinking of a Tasuki fic to go along w/ this one. like that he thinks of nuriko's death and of Houki. who knows? review and i shall decide my answers on the reviews. thanks SO much. pity me and rite one? one itty bity one. takes 4 seconds, plz?