Disclaimer: I don't own X or any of its character but I doown a pair of red socks and a monkey called Mango:)
Heaven
This story is set right after the last episode of X (sniff), people who didn't watch the show's end and want to do it in the near future shouldn't read this fic, since it'll spoil their watching experience ;)
Ok, so this fic is dedicated to my dear friend DarkNaty, she's the one who brought Anime into my life. AND THANK YOU FOR THAT:)
I hope you enjoy the story! Here we go...
Introduction:
The sun must've burned itself, because the light Sorata felt on his face was so strong, he was afraid to open his eyes. He could feel a gust of wind, running through his hair, making him breathe a fresh air. He breathed deeply, inhaling and exhaling slowly, so he could sense the wonderful smell of the sky. He felt like he was lifted up by an unknown power. Finally, he opened his eyes. The bright light dazzled his eyes; he put his right hand on his forehead, trying to hide himself from it. It didn't help. When he looked down, he discovered that the lifting wasn't just a feeling; he was actually lifted up on a cloud, heading somewhere. He looked around him and discovered he was the only one there, he then heard a scream, a voice called his name. He loved that voice, to hear the woman he loved screaming his name was the best thing he's ever heard in his life.
Wait, am I alive? Was it all a dream?
The light started to surround Sorata; he began to feel the blood in his veins running out of him. A sudden pain came from his heart, went on to his stomach and paralyzed his whole body. There was nothing he could do but shut his eyes, and wait until the pain is over. Another breeze caressed him, before losing his consciousness he could've sworn he heard his name, a strange voice called to him.
"Sorata! Sorata! Open your eyes! Sorata! Sorata!"
The angel of heaven opened his eyes to see a familiar figure staring at him. "Kamui?" He whispered.
Kamui smiled at his friend, "Welcome Sorata, I was hoping to meet you here, it took you a long time to get here."
Many pictures ran in Sorata's head. The first picture was Fuma's sight of victory, when he threatened Arashi's life. Then he remembered the pain inside his body when Fuma's sword killed him. The final picture was of Arashi embracing him, asking him not to die. But he had to die, it was his destiny. He heard Arashi's voice calling him before the bright light took over him; he wished he could hear it once more. The same pain as before started to run through his veins.
"Sorata!" Kamui yelled, "Don't do this to yourself again! Release yourself from your mind and come back to us!"
The pictures multiplied in his head, his memories of the temple, in which he gained his wisdom, his conversations with Kamui, his battles with the angels of earth, all of these started to fill his thoughts, it felt impossible to let go of them. The pain increased the photo switching in his head, until one picture took over his whole body. Arashi stood in front of him with a sword, on her way to attack the man she wanted to protect. He felt both sorry and angry, knowing that there's only one thing he could do, and that Is attack her first. Suddenly he could feel a hand stroking his forehead.
He opened his eyes, all he could see was Kamui again, and nothing behind him, just a light shade of blue. "Where am I?" he asked. Was it all really a dream?
Kamui smiled again at his friend, not letting go of his forehead, "Believe it or not, you're in heaven, Sorata."
A/N: Ok, this is the introduction to my new fanfic, I hope you liked it, please REVIEW! I know there isn't much to REVIEW about, but REVIEWS will be accepted with greatgratitude, REVIEWSkeep me motivated :)