DarkTaoAngel: Well, another fan fiction, and hopefully I will get around to updating soon! I will write more if I get 5 reviews, but I hope I get more than that! Hope you like this one!
Summery: Cocky Tao Ren comes to stay at Funburi, and ends up asking for a battle with none other than that 'baka Ainu'. Filled with strange emotions towards the arrogant Tao, Horo is confused and angry. Unsure of whether he loves him or hates him, Horo makes a horrible decision, one that involves the bloody death of Ren. After it is all over, Horo has a chance to think things through, when he finally realizes the mistake that he had made, and comes to the conclusion that he did indeed love Ren. But now that he is gone, will there be enough at stake for Horo to admit to his past choices, or will he be forced to take his own life as well? Set in Horo's point of view.
I was standing alone in a field, surrounded by nothing but nature. It felt so good, so peaceful and relaxing. I had my eyes closed, but it felt then as though I could see better than I ever had with them open. It felt great to escape, just to get away from it all.
Kororo hovered beside me, she, too, was filled with the joy of communing with nature. I had no idea as to how long I had been out here, for when it was probably hours, it seemed like just a few minutes. Time was passing me by, but I had little or no care for where I was supposed to be, or what I was supposed to be doing. It felt as though the day was going to be one spent outside, enjoyable and somewhat casual, when I was interrupted soon after I was beginning to relax a bit more.
A large, black limousine came driving down the street, replacing the calm tranquility with the sound of a rather noisy car horn. Please, don't be him, I thought to myself, not today; not now! Please, I ca not handle him today. That is why I am out here, to get away from him! Please, just make the limo pass our street! But fate decided to take sides today, and I was left as the unlucky one. And, sure enough, the black limo sped down the street to park just outside of the doors to the Inn, where I was currently staying.
And who should step out of the luxurious car but none other than my worst fear at the time, Tao Ren, wearing his usual I'm-too-good-for-you smirk as he got out and strode over to the front steps of the En Inn. And I could have sworn at the time that I saw him take one last glimpse at me before entering the Inn where, to my most upsetting horror, I heard that he was to be staying for quite some time. With such an extravagant house of his own, why would he ever need to come and stay here? Well, as it turns out, he was coming because of 'family issues', which must have meant more trouble with his father. That also meant that he would be here for quite some time. Oh, great.
Lately, though I did not want to admit it, I had been feeling differently towards Ren. Arrogant as he may have been towards me, I did not bear a grudge. So, what was it that I was feeling? I felt a bit nervous when I was around him, as though waiting for him to pick out every bad trait of mine and use it against me. But it was not just that, I no longer felt the need to boast and call out rude remarks when he was around, it was as though I could not, or at least I did not want to for fear of embarrassing myself in front of him. What am I thinking? He's just an arrogant, selfish child, and nothing more. He is a rival to me, and could never be anything even close to a friend… or maybe more. What was going through my mind at the time, I would never know, but it was as though, over the years with him, I had developed a sort of liking to him. Not just as a friend, but perhaps more. No, not him! He could never be that to me. He would never like me, and besides, things like this are not supposed to happen! Not to me at least! But, his smile, everything about him, is just perfect. It's as though I'm drawn to him by what I see, but also what I feel. But still, why did it have to be him? Yes, Fate had plans for us, for me, just not in any way that I had expected.
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Hours after his arrival at the Inn, Ren had become quite comfortable, feeling right at home, making jokes and poking fun at me. I did not want to, but I did not fight back. I didn't have to will to anymore. And I no longer knew if it was because I hated him, loved him, or somewhere in between. I was lost, and that was doing a lot to the way I though about things. Had I been able to, I would have sent him back on his way home right after he arrived at the Inn, but that was not up to me, as I was just a guest there myself.
The day as a whole was still quite nice, though only when I was away from him. So it was a great upset to my day when he asked if I wanted to battle, merely to test my bravery, and not to actually battle. And I must have surprised him, judging by the look on his face, when I accepted his challenge. I even surprised myself by that point, but I felt as though there was something to be accomplished from fighting him. It could have been to find out what my true feelings towards him were, and so, to uncover the truth, I arranged the time and place of the fight. And, as I was shocked to hear, he actually agreed with what I said for once. Maybe he knew the truth about what I thought about him, and I knew that if he did, I would have to give him a real fight, just to show him that there was nothing between him and I. But even I knew that I was lying to myself there, because there was something, I just did not know what yet, but I soon would know everything.
I waited in my room the rest of the afternoon, until finally the time of our fight came. And so I left the Inn, not knowing how I, or he, would have changed by the time we got back. My destination was Mata Cemetery, which, for some odd reason, seemed to be just the place that he would choose for a fight, not one that I would want to go to. But at least the weather was good, which would make it easier for me to use my attacks. But I was still worried, for what reason, I was not sure, though there were a lot of things that I was unsure of that day, and I met up with one almost immediately after entering the place of the fight.
Upon arriving I saw him, Ren Tao, standing alone in the middle of the cemetery as though he owned the place (and he might, too). It surprised me that he was early rather than late, but I dared not ask questions. I just wanted to get through this fight in one piece.
Ren noticed me right away, asking why I was so late. I wanted to argue with him, but instead I just said that I was sorry. He knew something was going on with me, but for some reason, he did not ask. He was not acting himself, though neither was I, so this was sure to be an interesting fight.
Taking off his cape, Ren quickly called forth Bason and put together a huge oversoul. I called out Kororo and put her into the snowboard, wasting no time, like Ren, in beginning this fight.
Ren's enlarged oversoul cut right through my ice shield the first time, and so I pumped more furyoku into my oversoul as well. We were pretty evenly matched now, and so I knew this fight would be over soon. But he seemed to be holding back some of his power. Why would Ren ever do such a thing, when he could win if he did not? Whatever his reason was, it was costing him the fight, and quickly I got the upper hand. Though I wanted to hold back somewhat, I did not dare, because I did not want to hear the comments from him in the end. So I fought with all that I had.
At first it was just a game, a mere source of fun and entertainment; but soon it became much more, and I wanted to win more than I ever had in my life. It was a sort of craving, and it had taken over my entire body. I did not care what happened to Ren, but only that I won this fight. My mind was blank, and I could no longer think. I had never felt so empty inside before, but I could not feel anything at the time.
I used my ice to make a jet propulsion, the thrust sending me straight towards Ren, who then went flying because of the force from the attack. I was happy; I had got what I wanted. But I quickly wanted more, not only to win, but also to make Ren regret ever having challenged me to this fight.
Ren was on the ground, cursing me in what I though sounded like Chinese. His right arm was bleeding, but not too bad; though he could hardly send another attack my way. Perfect.
I attacked him again, and again, just for the thrill of it. I was enjoying myself thoroughly, and I did not care who I was hurting in the process of my 'fun'.
Ren was hurt severely by the time my tenth attack landed. Both of his arms were bleeding, there was a large gash in his side, and a cut on the left of his face make blood trickle down his face and drip to the floor. His long, purple hair hung limply, and his golden eyes had lost their spark. As blood poured out of his body and on to the ground it made a slight splashing noise. Oh, how I loved that sound.
I knew that there was only one attack until Ren was no longer able to withstand the force of the pain. I knew what the price to pay would be. But to murder him would only be a bonus level in my never-ending game. I knew I would regret it later, but for now, my fun was only just beginning.
I looked deep into his eyes one last time and saw one emotion only: fear. He was afraid, afraid of what was to come, afraid of death, afraid of me. He had trusted me, and what had I done to him? He was like a scared little child, so helpless, shaking and writhing in pain.
I watched him quiver at the sight of Kororo, readying my last attack. He looked at me, as though daring me to do it, though not actually thinking that I would. I smirked, making sure that he saw it, and with one last blow, sent a giant icicle right through him. As the ice made contact with his skin, piercing through his chest, I saw a different look in his eyes: a white, death-like look. He was gone, and I was glad. Now I did not have to deal with the feeling I had been having, nor did I have to deal with him any longer.
I could hear his bones crack under the pressure, and I saw the blood flow out of him like a fountain. He doubled over backwards and fell, screaming from all of the pain. But he did not have to suffer for long, for he soon lay still, while blood gushed out of him, staining the ground a dark crimson. The white of the snow on the ground that I myself had put there was now red, flowing over his dead body, burying him.
He was finally dead, and I had smiled the whole time I had watched him fall at my hands. Yes, Fate was cruel to him.
DarkTaoAngel: Yes, I know I could have done better, but this is only the beginning! If you want a happy ending, or a sad one, just let me know, because I can change the plot if needed! And yes, Horo was out of his mind, but let me tell you now, this is a romance story! Oh, by the way, does anyone know the difference between RenHoro and HoroRen?
