Blood-Splattered Angel

Shizuma staggered in the thick snow as wind roars through the night with a vengeance. Using her sword as a walking stick to keep her balance, she stops and puts her hand against her stomach which comes away covered in blood. Collapsing on ground and unable to walk, she tries to crawl in the thick snow but her body is too weak from the loss of blood. Losing consciousness she remembers the words her sensei told her a very long time ago:

"Those who cling to life die, and those who defy death live.''

'Will I die here?' she wonders as her eyes slowly close as the falling snow covers her body.

Flashback:

A young woman whose face was painted in white with lips as red as blood danced hypnotically, tossing her two fans in the air and catching them; the spectators clapped , making the geisha-to-be grin . She was accompanied by a shamisen player dressed in a black kimono with pink embroidered flowers on it; her silver hair was tied in a tight bun with one long wavy strands reaching all the way down to her back, her bangs were pushed to the side and she had green eyes that you could drown yourself in just by staring at them. She wore a stoic expression as she played her shamisen .

When Makiko finished dancing she sat next to an older Geisha who poured sake for then gentleman next to her.

"Makiko you're a wonderful dancer you will become a successful geisha," said the gentleman. "Shizuma, where did you learn to play like that?" he continued.

"Someone taught me a long time ago," she answered. Shizuma excused herself from the table and strolled to the bar.

"One sake please," At the corner of her eye she saw a tall handsome man walking towards her.

"May I sit here?'' he asked.

"Certainly," answered Shizuma.

"Are you a geisha?" he asked.

"No I'm just a traveling shamisen player," Shizuma said taking a sip of her sake.

After finishing her sake Shizuma wrapped her lacquer shamisen in a blue cloth , and tied it tightly. She handed it to a nearby maid .

"Please, hold on to this for me," The maid nodded and carried the Shamisen to another room. "Would you like to have some fun with me?" Shizuma asked, giving the man a sly grin. He followed her out of the tea house.

"Do you like sweet dumplings? I saw a new vendor who sells them and I have always wanted to try it. ''

"Two, please,'' Shizuma said to the vendor

"You know I never asked you your name," Shizuma said with a flirtatious grin.

"It's Kenji. I don't remember you giving me your name either."

"It's Shizuma."

After finishing their sweet dumplings, Shizuma and Kenji strolled around town. Shizuma pushed him into a corner and began kissing him. Unable to resist, Kenji put his hands around Shizuma's waist kissing her neck and Shizuma ran her fingers through his hair. She then pulled out her sword and held it to his neck, barking, "Who sent you?"

"What?" Kenji asked giving Shizuma a puzzled look.

"Who sent you?" Shizuma asked again, only slightly louder.

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

"If you don't tell me, I will kill you."

"Aren't you clever? Go head kill me but someone else will take my place, and we won't stop until you are dead! "Kenji yelled .

Growing impatient she slit his throat. She took a cloth out of her sleeve and wiped the blood off the sword. She then placed the sword back in her obi and returned to the inn where she was staying.

Shizuma sat on the porch, letting her hair down and combing it out while looking to the sea. She noticed a strange figure racing towards the ocean. Looking closely, she realized it was a woman attempting to commit suicide .

"Don't do it!" Shizuma yelled, but the woman ignored her and kept running towards the sea. Shizuma ran out of the inn to stop her, yet the woman continued going deeper into the ocean. She stopped in the middle waiting for the next wave to come crashing in. Shizuma ran into the water and grabbed the woman's hand trying to pull her out of the sea.

"Let go!" the woman cried.

"Why are you doing something so foolish?" Shizuma asked.

"I don't want to live anymore. Please let me die in peace!"

"You shouldn't throw your life away!" Shizuma scolded her. Shizuma took the woman by the hand, pulling her back to the beach; though the woman pulled back, she was no match for Shizuma.

"Let go of me I said!" she screamed.

"You're coming with me, whether you like it or not."

Shizuma picked her up and carried her back to the inn, kicking and screaming.

Author's note

This is my first fanfic i hope you guys like it , Please review and let me know what you guys think .