Summary:Mataauhimade (Till We Meet Again):
A modern day teen has nightmares he seen and read about Naruto's world. Is he really from our world, or another? What does the nightmare have to do with Naruto and gang? Current Pairings: OCxSaku, NaruHina, others to be decided
Disclaimer:Don't only Naruto (I wish) nor Otogi: Myth of Demons game series or any other Anime. I do own OCs that sprout in my Fanfics.
A/N:Hi all. This is my very first Fanfic. I hope you guys like it. No flaming. Its annoying and disrepectful. Anyways, here is the next chapter to the journey.
"Talk"
'Think'
Inner Sakura
"Tailed-beast talk"
Flashback/Dream
Chapter 1: Afterlife?
A man in ancient armor made of dull silver, highlighted in red approached the 8 flight of platform stairs. A high conical helm sat on his head covering his hair, a faceplate drawn down hiding most of his face leaving lower half of his face exposed, not revealing who he was. A huge curved spike stretched out from his wrists added to increase fear in his opponents he faced. On his back was large sword tall as him with kanjis written down the blade it self completed the deadly appearance contrary the tranquil white setting. At the top of the was a seemingly ordinary white-haired man in long white kimono sitting on a white marbled chair waited as the armored man stop and bowed. On the left stood a beautiful light brown haired woman wearing a light tanned cloak that hid what was underneath. On the right side was a long white bearded man in a black kimono and hakama sporting a short walking stick.
"So you have returned to us."The man on the throne spoke."Have you found what we are looking for after all this time?"
The armored man stood up and looked at each person."Yes I have, even it took all this time to find them again given the events that happened before. Only subtle hints sprung from our sources until much later."
"Who did this knew what to do and cause a lot of emotionally anguish for all involved."the armor man continued in a sad voice.
"I know it pains you what might happen again."The kind old man responded."We could only hope the events that did occur be changed for the better."The man in the armor only numbly nodded in return.'Events I wished never happened if I could done something earlier...'
"I know what you are thinking."breaking the man's thoughts, he stared back at all three people."You done all you can. Your duty has finished and free to move on as soon as you returned..."
"I can't, even I wanted to your lord."the armored man interrupted.
"You have redeemed yourself and beyond. You know that."the old man observed the man below shifting uncomfortably."Why do you wish to continue?"
"I failed the first time when you offered the chance. I have seen it before in my life and don't want to see it repeat again..."the armored man looked down sadly."I will not let happen again. If I cannot hold my own world together I cannot let his fall just for my own sake of peace."
"A person as you who was once bitter and vengeful for a time has recognized his mistake eventually seeing the consequences such as sadness and anguish in others instead should be given a chance such at peace which you didn't have."the old man smiled causing the are radiate something warm and protecting."They will need help."Armored man look up at the older one."I want to be there even I don't get the peace I was given. I once had some peace when I was with them. Maybe we will achieve it this peace this time."
"You believe it will happen this time don't you?"Only a slight nod was returned "Yes I do."and he repeated."Yes I do."
"Then you will be going back to and eventually meet them again from the beginning."the older man said looking at the half hidden face.
The armored man turned and was about to leave the three people on the platform.
"Before you go."
"Yes Kami?"the man looked over his shoulder once.
"Good luck Raikoh."Another man in black kimono and white hakama with a sword appeared next to Raikoh and lead him away.
Kami looked at the other two that remained with him. The two of moved to stand in front of the marbled chair. They stood there for a moment before the old man with the walking stick spoke up."Are they going to join us I presume or not?"The lady next to him only nodded in agreement."Yes. I have contacted both shinigami council and our angels on the nature of the situation, they will be here."
"I know rules have been forgiven in this case, is that wise he come here?"Kami stood up and walked over to the two beings and placed a hand on a shoulder."Yamamoto, Nozomi, he needs to be here because some of his memories of the past can help save his precious people from darkness in the present and future."
Yamamoto looked at Kami then his counterpart."Yes, I can see point of view in this matter."
'One must look at ones past or they will doom to repeat itself.'Yamamoto thought as events were about to be set in motion.
Mouka hated the mornings when his nightmares kept him from having a sleep at all. The last one really distracted him from his usual routine of sneaking into the kitchen to get some food for breakfast. Sometimes the adults were too lazy or didn't care if gotten any or stopped him from getting any as long all the children were on premise and still alive. So normally he woke about 4 am in the morning preparing for this daily escape routine, he crept down the halls using the shadows and darkness since it 'lights outs' still in effect head into the kitchen, before heading for the park. Of all mornings, he remembered the details very clearly and the scene that played out before him from last night's nightmare and simply left the premises for the park. He needed to think of what those dreams or nightmares are accumulating quickly, no answer other than one gave to him by his former sensei. That fact lead to another though about his sensei's departure and his words when he left. Somehow he felt he was going to see him again and today was only the beginning of something different.
Flashback:
Raikoh stood in front of his student. He taught Mouka what he could for the last three and half years. Still not enough time or proper place to teach him the rest. His time was nearly up."Mouka-kun, I have to depart this place this afternoon."
"Raikoh-sensei, where are you going?"Mouka was sadden by the news. His friend and teacher leaving him would hurt like it did before. Not as bad but still hurt."Why you have to go, I know you have stuff to teach me still? So why leave?"
"It's something I have to do."Raikoh could see hurt in Mouka's eye for his leaving which he could not avoid."Though something will happen I believe."
"What you mean?"
"I will see you again some day. Not now nor here. But we will meet up again as friends."Raikoh put a hand on Mouka's shoulder."For now, let's eat noodle for lunch, my treat before I go? How about it?"
"Yeah! Noodles for life."
Flashback Ends:
'What does everything mean.'Mouka thought.'They kept going strong until last night. Why is it happening to me?' The park was not too about several blocks far from the orphanage as he walked along the sidewalk. The sunlight was still not rise for another couple hours. He probably do some training or think about the last nightmare though not looking for to it. He took an apple he gotten and began eating as he continued on. The park entrance had a archway of sorts as he made his way to his usual spot in the park. The large rock still there since he first explored the area. Hidden in a cluster of trees and lead there by a narrow dirt path that is easily missed. Mouka just went to the middle of the cluster and sat down was about to take out his flute but stop. He just sat and thinking about all the dreams and nightmare that happened to him. He tucked his knees under him just sitting there like a ball. The moment from his last nightmare replayed in his head, a tiny stream of tears fall down both eyes staring out into the trees.
Heard shouting in the distance from where he was sitting. It was still audible to his to pick up."Where you going? Come on!" A shout from a man's voice."NO!!!"another came, this time a young woman's voice.
'What the heck? Nobody should be this up early in this park.'Mouka thought. So he got up and quickly moved towards the voice, he heard several footsteps as he neared some laughing followed by a couple of giggles. Mouka instinctively went behind a tree that was just out of sight as some figures moving came into view on the bike path and they stopped. Peering around the corner, he saw a young woman no more than 15 years old was surrounded by 3 young teenagers and one older man."Hehe, why a pretty thing like you doing out here alone..."a dark-haried rat-face boy said."We just want to know you."A lecherous smile crept across his pale lips.
"Yeah. You don't want to disappoint us do you."the second teen boy spoken. His greasy blond hair matted to his skull.
Th girl quickly looked around to find an escape."LEAVE ME ALONE! I WILL SCREAM!"she yelled but the man with the group stepped forward.
"Nobody around to hear you while we have our fun."he twirled a dagger in his hand."Scream in pleasure more like it. Hehe."
They didn't noticed the young man moving quickly from tree to a closer one. His fists where clinched so tight they could make a sound if one was quiet enough.'I hate bastards, in particular rapists.'Mouka though now seething with cold anger.'I hope they do not have any weapon other than the man.'He waited his opportunity.
The girl realizing too late going through the park to get to her first job early morning now dreaded what will happen to her now as the man took a couple step towards her. The other two took up sides to keep her from escaping.
"Keep away from me."she screamed as the man grabbed the girls by the waist to began fondling her. The blond and blacked haired boy move closer to help. While the red-haired teen cheered on while standing behind the leader. They didn't see a very angry teen rush them from behind a tree several feet away.
"Hey you bastard!" Mouka shouted only a couple meters away from the red-haired teen.
Using all of his strength, Mouka leaped up and over the surprised red-haired teen landing in a low-crouch between the redhead and their leader sent a low spinning kicking. Both males caught off-guard were sent them to the ground with a ThudThe girl was stunned by the sudden attack and release from the man's grip as the other two males that were still standing."RUN FOR IT!"Mouka screamed loud."Go!"
The girl now realizing her chance ran past Mouka as he quickly went into a defensive stance and started to backup slowly. The two other teens rushed forwarded to cut off the girl but soon stopped by Mouka holding his ground while he heard the girl's running footfalls not stopping. The man with was the first to recover quickly from the surprised attack saw Mouka stopped backing up, his attention on the two standing teens. The would be rapist pushed off the ground just enough swing his dagger full force into Mouka's left leg. The pain rushed through Mouka, he felt like fire and saw the dagger the man had buried in his leg. He soon realized the leader started slowly push himself off the ground."Now you done for interfering! Get him!". The blonde haired blond glared."You will pay for that loser."
"Like he said."The rat-faced teen rushed Mouka.
Mouka grimaced through the pain in his left leg. The rat-face charged Mouka with overhand right swing punch, which he easily ducked and blocked with his left arm. Mouka countered with stinging uppercut breaking the jaw of the black-haired teen sending him reeling back onto the ground. The rat-faced teen moaned in pain on the ground. The second teen moved in swinging left and right punches erratically. Mouka noticed the leader not have gotten up was slowly stalking over. Mouka slowly now backing up to keep the man from getting behind. The other teen also finally gotten up, something flashed in his hand, another knife or dagger. The blonde noticed that Mouka was distracted for a moment by his leader and rushed in a shoulder tackle into a tree. Mouka screamed from the hit into the tree, something wet started coming down his back. No doubt cut open by bark of the tree just by the force. Gritting his teeth, Mouka quickly pushed hard off the tree, he struck down with his elbow once to the back of the teens spine. Audible crack could be heard as he sent the offender to the ground with a resounding thud. Staggering a bit, pain filled his body as he tried to block it out. Mouka was grabbed by the pale-lipped man before he recover was punch in the stomach now sent back into the tree was another sickening thud and scream. Mouka raises both arm in cross-guard in a attempt to stop the second blow coming for his head which connected sending a spray of blood from his lips. His strength from the pain and wounds he so far receive slowly sapped him of energy. Not waiting, Mouka retailaited with a left hook. The man was sent stumbling back from the hit, seeing the opportunity, the third teen raced in with a knife from the left. Not quick enough to reset himself to defend himself in his position on the tree. A sharp pain jolted through his left side of his body chest, looking down, Mouka saw bloody knife poking out just beneath his heart. Mouka spit out blood hitting the teen boy in the face. The man seeing this."Haha, heroes are always dead last. Finish him!"
Far off in the distance. Sounds of sirens could be heard coming in there directions getting much closer."Shit cops are coming boss!"Everything seemed to slow down for Mouka as the man yelled."Let's get outta here, grab your buddies!"The teen let go of the knife, two of the remain thugs quickly half dragged running their companions deeper into the park. Mouka felt his life slowly drifting away from him, he stumbled a bit, his body slowly become numb. His vision blurred as the four dark shapes left his vision. Not totally realizing where he was going, came back to his sanctuary in the park. He held his hand over the knife, the other on the wound on the leg, a trail blood left by him as he moved. Mouka fell to his knees as he came to the middle of the clearing.'So this was my life, my ending alone...'Mouka thought.'Will I see you again my love...?'
Most of his strength gone, Mouka slumped backwards to the ground onto his back. His vision more shadows than light. The clearing had a single beam of light from the morning sunrise surround Mouka's numbed body as the pool of blood slowly gets larger underneath.
"I want to be with you again..."Mouka whispered into the winds, slowly closed his eyes as his life left him before he stopped breathing."Mataauhimade, saiai."
After his last breath, two figures appear out of the morning sunray. The man was no more than 25 years old walked out of the beam of light. His hair was jet black and pale grey eyes. He wore a kimono that was white with the kanji death on it in red. A black hakama with a silver obi wrapped around his waist, a sword hung loosely at his side.
"So he is the one?"The man stood there glancing at the woman next to him, then at Mouka's body.
The woman had light brown hair that swayed in the wind. The tan cloaked cover her mostly except her sandals that peak out from underneath."Yes, it is him. Incredible he will be given a chance to change things for the better."The man stepped closer and knelt down next to the body expecting the damage."He is just like his just brother isn't he. Given a burden they already carry, then more so..."
"Yes he is. He and his brother are driven to do so more than anyone else. Besides, things that will come, they can only rectify it."The young woman moved her cloak just enough to reveal a slender body wrapped in a diaphanous white dress. A gold obi was around her slim waist a small dagger hung at her right hip. A pair of golden wings sprouted from underneath her cloak folded behind her back."You may give me his body, we must return to Kami."
"Yes, Nozomi."The shinigami carefully picked up the body and gently laid it in Nozomi's waiting arms."Time to head back.". The lightbeam still shone brightly have started to fade as clouds began moving in. The shinigami first stepped into the light first and in a flash of light disappeared."It will be a difficult for you when it comes."Nozomi looked glance down at the body."I hope you are ready for it."
The angel walked into the fading beam of light. The beam glowed brightly briefly, many people saw the phenomena coming from the park and wondered what it was. In the clearing, it was now empty including the beam of light from the sun, the only tale tell mark was the red stain ground.
A/N: Hi all, this is the first official chapter of my fanfic. The story will pick up after the next event. Don't forget a setup is needed in this case my OC and what will happen eventually (sorry no revealing). So far how you guys like it reviews are all ways good, no flaming. BTW, I might be kinda slow on updates (I hope not to be, revisions do happen). I would like the chapters to flow together and have minimal mistakes in them.
Some Terms:
Mouka - means 'Raging' or 'Roaring Flames'
Nozomi- means 'Hope'
Saiai - means 'Beloved'
Mataauhimade - means 'till we meet again...'
