Broken Promises
By: Liquid Ice

Disclaimer: *sniff* Not mine.

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He wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth and smirked.

"Not much of a choice there dontcha think?"

At least you have a choice.

He cocked an eyebrow, utterly amused, "You have a funny sense of humour then; to die or to die. That's a choice alright." The sarcasm was obvious in his tone. He found himself gripping the metal poles tightly, his heart constricted and in his mind, a memory.

Time's ticking.

"Pushy bitch," he muttered, "give me a break here! Here, I am, just escaped from a near death experience and now I have to go and jump and die!"

Oh for the love of kami, he's coming.

The constricted feeling bubbled and suddenly he found it harder to breath. Blood trickled down from his forehead and he wiped it automatically, ignoring the stinging wound on his left shoulder and the large gash on his leg.

"To live. To die. To live. Fucking damnit. I don't want to leave her." He could practically see her face, see her smile, with those gorgeous blue eyes and her lips.

'If I could see her one last time...I'm sorry I broke my promise.' He thought wearily.

Tasuki, I'm sorry. I tried my best but I'm not Miaka, it was odd to notice the bitterness laced in her soft voice, I am the Seiryuu miko and rules are different.

"And I couldn't ask for anything more." Tasuki replied, tilting his head up and stared at the ceiling that comforted the place with security. "How far is he?"

Acceptance. If she could live, then he was more than willing to die.

He's here.

"Let's do this, tell me what to say," he said with finality, standing up and cracking his knuckles.

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She ran as fast as she could, the words embedded in her thoughts.

I hate you.

'No you don't, you don't, you love me just as you said a few days earlier, but...you were going to break your promise...'

'Please, please, don't die.'

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She stood on the side, breathing shakily, tears running freely down her cheeks that were painted with smudge marks.

A pale, silver glow surrounded her.

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Wide eyed, staring at the bleeding Suzaku seishe - the one who promised her...everything.

"You promised," she choked.

Foreheads touching, lips inches apart.

"I promised," he agreed.

Unfeeling, feeling, he really didn't want to leave her.

Nothing can kill him, except you. But in order to kill him, you have to sacrifice yourself. Sieryuu will give you this choice.

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"You never told me I can't die."

"I never said anything about dying. I merely mentioned a sacrifice."

"Conniving bitch."

"For every penny I hear you call me that. I'd be rich or something like that...damnit...life as a demi-goddess gives me memory lapse."

"Honestly, when did you get a humour? Or a new personality for that matter?"

"When I found out I was a demi-goddess."

"Can I see her sometimes?"

She shook her head, "I'm sorry."

"Can I watch her at least?"


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Author's Notes: It's a drabble, with cutoff scenes - intentionally. But hopefully I pretty much explained everything. *sniffle* This is a would-be ending if I ever wrote a Tasuki/Usagi fic or at least, a version of it (a very condensed version of it). I hope everyone (Tasuki and Usagi) are at least consistent with their true characters except for Yui. I have to watch FY again, I can't remember how Tasuki acted except that he had a temper and swears alot. Constructive criticism please. Reviews are welcome. Gackt, I don't suppose this will do?