Crimson on Lilac
[A X / Fruit Basket Crossover ]
By: Teno Hikari
email: tenohikari@cs.com
Summary: Sequel to 'Family Reunion' - reunited with his family, Kamui's peaceful life with his father, Souma Yuki, comes to a shattering halt when history repeats itself.
Warning: Dark themes with some slashy hints but I'm sure you're use to them if you've see X ... (and there's a little of it in Fruit Basket) ... you have been warned.
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Prologue
He stood still as blood splashed across his blade, glinting brightly in the moonlight. He carried the sword in a firm grip even though it weighed far more that a plain sword and four-feet in length. Yet he held it as if it were an ordinary katana and not a key of destruction.
"Barukh attah adonai eloheinu melekh ha-olam,
she-ha-kol nihyeh bi-d'varo."
Slowly, he advanced forward like a hunter stalking his prey. A small smile appeared on his face to see the other bring a hand to the wound that was bleeding profusely, trying to staunch the flow of blood. Trying to keep life inside that body as death waited patiently for it to leave.
Violet eyes glanced up to see him approach and narrowed in anger and fear. Tears of agony streaked down the youth's face as he tried to bring his own blade up to deflect a blow. The hunter smiled, barring his teeth as he increased the pressure of his attack. He laughed lightly at his prey's tortured scream as the arm snapped due to the weight and the body fell hard upon the wooden floor.
"Pitiful," he whispered cruelly. Stepping on the broken limb, the boy gave out a painful shriek and relinquished his hold on his own sword. It clattered nosily to the ground, useless without a master to wield it. The hunter reached out and grabbed a fistful of his prey's dark hair and murmured into the other's ear, "Very pitiful ... it seems I over estimated you last time."
He bent down and slowly licked thin trickle of blood running from a cut on the cheek. His prey shuddered and tried to squirm out of the grip as lips slowly brushed his own. It would have almost been a kiss if they touched but the hunter kept his distance as he brought his blade forward. Violet eyes dilated in pain and slowly the life in them died away. "It looks like I win ... this time."
The dreamer awakened in the cold of night. Dark eyes slowly narrowed licking their lips with satisfaction as if the blood could still be tasted on them. A happy sigh came and eyes closed once again.
"What a beautiful dream."
[A X / Fruit Basket Crossover ]
By: Teno Hikari
email: tenohikari@cs.com
Summary: Sequel to 'Family Reunion' - reunited with his family, Kamui's peaceful life with his father, Souma Yuki, comes to a shattering halt when history repeats itself.
Warning: Dark themes with some slashy hints but I'm sure you're use to them if you've see X ... (and there's a little of it in Fruit Basket) ... you have been warned.
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Prologue
He stood still as blood splashed across his blade, glinting brightly in the moonlight. He carried the sword in a firm grip even though it weighed far more that a plain sword and four-feet in length. Yet he held it as if it were an ordinary katana and not a key of destruction.
"Barukh attah adonai eloheinu melekh ha-olam,
she-ha-kol nihyeh bi-d'varo."
Slowly, he advanced forward like a hunter stalking his prey. A small smile appeared on his face to see the other bring a hand to the wound that was bleeding profusely, trying to staunch the flow of blood. Trying to keep life inside that body as death waited patiently for it to leave.
Violet eyes glanced up to see him approach and narrowed in anger and fear. Tears of agony streaked down the youth's face as he tried to bring his own blade up to deflect a blow. The hunter smiled, barring his teeth as he increased the pressure of his attack. He laughed lightly at his prey's tortured scream as the arm snapped due to the weight and the body fell hard upon the wooden floor.
"Pitiful," he whispered cruelly. Stepping on the broken limb, the boy gave out a painful shriek and relinquished his hold on his own sword. It clattered nosily to the ground, useless without a master to wield it. The hunter reached out and grabbed a fistful of his prey's dark hair and murmured into the other's ear, "Very pitiful ... it seems I over estimated you last time."
He bent down and slowly licked thin trickle of blood running from a cut on the cheek. His prey shuddered and tried to squirm out of the grip as lips slowly brushed his own. It would have almost been a kiss if they touched but the hunter kept his distance as he brought his blade forward. Violet eyes dilated in pain and slowly the life in them died away. "It looks like I win ... this time."
The dreamer awakened in the cold of night. Dark eyes slowly narrowed licking their lips with satisfaction as if the blood could still be tasted on them. A happy sigh came and eyes closed once again.
"What a beautiful dream."