A bliss breeze brushed against her hair as she slowly sat there watching everyone around her. Her eyes rested on the children running down the streets screaming at each other. Getting up, the girl grabbed her cloak and brought her hair into a ponytail. Her eyes rested on the two that sat along side of the edge of the Manor. Slowly going toward the one with dusty black hair, she ruffled it some before wrapping her arms around him.
"It is time to leave, let's get going."
"I still can't believe she is gone…" Takemaru rested his eyes on the funeral hold as people walked out of the Church. The boy emotions were a wreck and wouldn't stay straight, as his brother and Tenshiume slowly lifted him off the edge of the building. It had been nearly some months since they had been on the run. Not once had they stayed in one place, until they went into the dead center of Nitayoku. Takemaru and Hakemaru always had a problem there, and didn't want to deal with it, but were forced to as Tenshiume wished to be some where that hardly anyone went to.
"Come…we must get going." The girl pulled on the boy's arm and dragged him along toward the exit. He would turn his eyes toward the Funeral Home for one last time before exiting below. Feeling his brother's gaze upon him, he could feel that Hakemaru was just as emotional of the lost of their sister, Ruthana.
Being dragged through town, with his hood up, Takemaru would stay silent as his brother and Tenshiume spoke silently toward each other. Occasionally they would seek their eyes towards him and watch him. The girl would sigh in disgusted as she could tell by the way he was acting; he was just a mere child in her eyes.
"Takemaru, grow up." Were all the words she would say as they continued toward the dead center of the City; and with a heavy tug on the arm. Takemaru would shoot his eyes toward the girl, but feel remorse towards her. He could never be angry with her, especially with her beauty and scent. The boy just couldn't get angry of her gracious eyes that gleam in the sun light. Anger would come over him knowing that his life would not go on until Cillian was dead and out of their lives.
"Tenshiume…I wish to speak with you…"
The girl froze and slowly turned her head toward Takemaru, whose head hung low for a long time. Hakemaru looked at his brother in disgusted and slowly disappeared though the alley way they would usually take home.
"Let use walk some more, and he may beat us home for once, eh?"
"If…you say so." The girl tensed up feeling Hakemaru slowly leave her sight. Turning her eyes toward Takemaru, she felt his graze upon hers, but something different was surely there. Feeling his cooling hands on her cheek, she brought hers upon his. He would smile with sorrow knowing the feeling will soon be gone though. Lowering his eyes, he turned away and began to walk. The girl felt sick to her stomach seeing him like this and slowly walked behind him. What is the meaning of this? Why is Takemaru not speaking to me now; when it was him that wanted to take the longer route to our home?
Concern spread across her emotions as she ran toward him and turned toward his face as she got to his side. Seeing that darkness in his once beautiful liquid ocean colored eyes gone, and the shadows beneath his eyes, she knew he had been strained from the months that had passed. Anger would rouse her as she thought of the moments she had, and could have had before Cillian came to kill her; the moments when she spent with Ruthana in her wonderful Silver Mustang; along with her Avalanche that now lies in ruins of the angry mob that came to her house. Ruthana loved those cars, and now they lay to dust…just like her. Tears whelm in her eyes as she soon began to slowly increase her pace.
Takemaru was standing alone in the streets when he noticed that he had stopped. Looking up he saw Tenshiume running with her hands among her face. Feeling regret; he ran right after her trying to figure out what had happened. Catching up, he caught her before she felt before him.
"What is the matter, my love?"
"I can't stand it anymore…of a dear friend of mine now in dust…what is this to be like with life so hated."
The boy was silent and stared at the girl. They both stared upon each other as Dust began to show. Takemaru's eyes warmed up gently as Tenshiume lay in his arm defenseless. Looking toward her gentle amber brown eyes, and touch her soft tan skin, that seemed to stay its color, hiding the true being behind it; Takemaru leaned toward her resting his nose upon her. Having his eyes gaze into her, they sat in the street light glimmering around them, with the moon slowly disappearing behind the darken clouds.
"Tenshiume…we should keep going."
Always have to ruin the moment! Enrage flashed across her eyes as she soon pushed Takemaru from her touch. Getting up, Tenshiume brushed her self off and stuffed her hands into her pocket. Closing her eyes, she let the wind guide her back to the Apartments. Takemaru saw enrage in her eyes, and grew furious with himself and got up slowly. Keeping a distance from the girl, he followed her. What am I doing, mourning a friend that is what. However, but my love here is growing distance already, and I just fallen for the girl. Is this who I really am, a boy just to mess with a girl's heart? Snarling to himself, he soon heard nothing before him. He stopped with his eyes widen in fear as he slowly brought his head up. Never in his live as he saw someone so pale and fragile. The slender fingers around Tenshiume's neck made Takemaru angry. His eyes glowed with fury as he soon noticed the man bring the girl close to his face.
"Ah…Tenshiume…you've changed…"
"No…not you…please…get away…" Tenshiume voice was soft and delegate. Feeling the cold finger tips across her throat, she soon felt her feet leave the ground. I may as well call my self dead here and now. Closing her eyes tightly, the girl gulped and soon felt the pressure be release.
"Get off me, you foolish boy! This is my works to be done." The man was flown across the road as Tenshiume landed on her knees and hand. Not seeing what had happen, she soon noticed Takemaru had the man pinned toward the wall.
"Who are you!? Why do you seem familiar to me?"
The man chuckled and threw one small finger toward Takemaru and threw him across the street. Takemaru slammed into a wall and grasped slightly as he turned toward the pale figure before him.
"My name is Bishamon Bakushin. I'm sure you've met my son, Zanito Bakushin. He'd told me about you, Takemaru. How much you are wanted for dead at the moment by your lady and commander sergeant."
"What…how…it…" Tenshiume brought a finger towards his lips as he sat there murmuring things though the finger.
"Get away from here, Bishamon. You know the consequences of being here." Tenshiume's eyes harden, but soon a shock of pain shot down her back. Takemaru turned to see the ruffled black hair similar to his, with the dark cold gray eyes staring down upon him.
"Zanito…"
"Surprise to seem me all of a sudden then, eh?" The boy chuckled and soon brought his weapon up and examines the blood. "Pathetic, to be honest. The blood that lies on my blades is nothing compared to what I'd before." Zanito soon shot his eyes toward Bishamon.
"Boy, what are you doing here?" Bishamon eyes harden as he looked toward the boy, whom just chuckled at the sight and slowly putting away his Shuriken.
"I'm here on my own terms, father."
"Zanito…I told you stay back at the palace."
"I can roam freely." Zanito's eyes harden as he looked toward his father.
Tenshiume stood with her left hand on her back, feeling the shock of pain slowly slipping away. Turning her eyes toward her back, she saw the wound was slowly healing. Turning her eyes back toward Takemaru, she could tell that the boy was tensed and couldn't do much to defend the girl at the moment; he was frozen in his spot. Tenshiume turned toward Bishamon and Zanito then.
"You guys are frauds!" She shot her eyes toward them with her hair slightly blaring out. Zanito was pleased by the site, as Bishamon felt at awe to see this. "You should have never come."
"We came when we want, Tenshiume." Zanito soon brought his Shuriken out and smiled with pleasure knowing that he might actually have a fight finally. Bishamon stepped back slightly and would turn toward Zanito.
"You do as you please; I'm needed at the lake."
"Yes, father." Zanito soon brought his head back to see that Tenshiume looked like a pale goddess of the dead. Her cold gray eyes rested on Zanito. The boy was surprise by the strange appearance of the girl. Her hair was dull of silver with her cool pale skin resting against her waist. Her sheath hilt shining in the moonlight as she slowly walked out of the streetlight and let her cold gray eyes glow into the night.
"Zanito Bakushin, it ends here." The woman crouched down and rested her hand against the handle of her blade. Her cold gray eyes focused on the boy as she could feel Takemaru ready himself near her.
"You don't have to do this." Takemaru said underneath his breath, but it seemed that it didn't get to Tenshiume for the woman soon slowly unsheathed her blade. Takemaru feared for the worst as he stood there.
"Tenshiume…" The boy soon noticed that Zanito was ready for the fight as well as Bishamon. A clash of blades landed on the woman's blade. Tenshiume, though, had got enough to strength to send them flying.
Tenshiume stood in a crouching position as she held her blade close to her. Her eyes were sharp and her feet were firm. Takemaru stood by her side, trying to ease her not to fight, just to go on, but the woman would listen. Her eyes stayed focus on her two opponents. The girl felt much power in her as she soon ran toward her target. She had the blade toward the side with it gathering dust particles. Bishamon was the first to see what she was doing and moved out of the way before she hit. The girl saw him move and began to twirl swiftly. Zanito was frozen in his place in shock of what he was saying, a twister began to form as the girl soon was in the air with her hair flaring out and a cloak seem to have came upon her to keep her warm.
Takemaru had kept his distance when he saw this happening here. The wind was terrible and it nearly dragged him into Tenshiume's trap. He was swiftly moving toward behind a trash bin to find the wind picking up much more. Covering his head, Takemaru wished that Tenshiume would stop, he feared for the worst. Tenshiume, hear me out! Please stop this, that attack is deadly! As if she heard him, the wind died down and he could hear groaning. Takemaru brought his head out to see Zanito near dead as blood poured out of his body. Takemaru throat dried up then as he sat there. Getting up he saw Tenshiume flying through the air swiftly towards him, she soon brought her hand toward his neck and had him crashing into the wall. Her eyes were glowing read and his golden liquid ones look onto hers.
"You, tell me, why choose me?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Why didn't you kill me when you had the chance?"
"I—I couldn't, Tenshiume what the hell is wrong with you?" Takemaru was feeling weak and vulnerable as the girl tightens her grip on his neck. Closing his eyes he called for Hakemaru. He didn't know how long it took when he felt the pressure decline. Opening his eyes he saw Hakemaru with his blade out and pointing toward Tenshiume's neck. His eyes were a blaze with anger as he stood there. Tenshiume was laughing as she soon threw him off.
"How pathetic, you can't even kill me, Hakemaru. I would have thought better of you." She soon flew back with her arms stretched out and gathering the electricity around them. Takemaru and Hakemaru stood there as everything went dark and in the middle stood Tenshiume full of energy. Her hair went
into a blaze and they could feel the pain and panic that came to her when she was near death. They slowly began to back away.
"Tenshiume, this isn't you! This can't be you!"
"Oh well, this is most definitely me, believe me you should had killed me when you had the chance. I finally feel the freedom that I'd been wanting for a long time." The girl soon shot the balls of energy as Takemaru and Hakemaru began to move. Turning around they saw an explosion and had to stop to see Tenshiume rising into the sky swiftly moving out of the area.
"This is very bad…we have to do something…."
"What can we do? Tenshiume is basically out of our lead. You should had never fallen in love with her and destroyed her when you had the chance, Takemaru!"
"Well, I'm sure you did the same thing, Haku."
The two boys stood there arguing until someone new came upon them. His eyes were gentle and calm, but much anger resign in them. He withdrew his blade and brought it toward them. Takemaru and Hakemaru soon hushed themselves as they saw the man. His had waist long black hair, along with his light gold brown eyes resting on them. His black cloak disguised him as an Elder of the Church. They stood silently as he strolled over them and place his blade level with their throats.
"You are the ones that release the demon?"
"What are you talking about?"
"The one that caused this block to black out." The man turned toward the two boys as the stood there. "You are vampires, and I'm sure you would know…" His eyes harden and soon pushed Hakemaru down and brought his blade closer to his throat and brought a foot to the boy's chest.
"Get off him!"
"First tell me, who was the one you release."
"She never was like that before she fought with--"
"Save you breath Takemaru!" Hakemaru eyes shot over toward his brother and soon felt the point of the blade grow closer to his throat.
"What, who is this girl? Who did she fight with?" The man was now eager to learn more. Takemaru stepped close as the blade got closer.
"Her name is Tenshiume! She fought with Bishamon!" Takemaru was soon thrown toward the wall of an old building and felt his rib crack. Pain corrupted his throats as he looked up to see his brother suffer with the blade in his sternum. "I thought you wouldn't hurt him unless I told you!"
"Well, I'm not that kind of person…so Tenshiume…hm…I knew she was worthless when she was born."
Everyone was silent for a long time. Hakemaru looked up at the man and soon notice the blade was just an illusion. Turning his eyes toward the man, they notice he was now doing something. His black cloak became a white robe and two blades appeared. He turned toward them then.
"Listen to me, it wasn't the best choice to have the girl turn into that thing."
"Excuse me?" Takemaru was now standing by his brother as they turned toward the man.
"She, as you might know, is an inu hanyou."
"Well, I believe I knew that."
"Well you should know this…Tenshiume is a very strong inu hanyou. When darkness consumes her heart, it hard to stop her from destroying everything."
"Ho—how do you know this?"
"My name is Makoto Taskiyoku."
That made everyone silent. It was that voice that brought the girl to come back. Her eyes were a blaze and soon enough, Cillian was behind her. His eyes were with much pleasure seeing Takemaru and Hakemaru in this state of mind.
"Oh, you must be kidding me, you went toward the Church? Oh this is too good." Tenshiume laughed when the two snarled toward Cillian.
"What? I didn't do anything to her, it was the fighting…something must made her vulnerable to darkness." The man chuckled as Takemaru shot his eyes toward his brother.
"You are wrong! She probably let it get through herself because she wanted to feel how it felt." Hakemaru turned toward Takemaru to see him wince in agony. "I'm sorry brother, but it is the truth. I remember once I did that."
Tenshiume was silent as she stood there. She had finally come to the ground at this time and was looking toward the three. Her eyes were slowly becoming her own color. Blinking them slightly the girl soon fell to her knees and tears came to her eyes, for she felt the dry blood on her shirt and pants. Turning toward Takemaru and Hakemaru the girl turned her face away.
"It could be true, maybe I wanted to go toward the darkness for a while…but I knew I wouldn't be able to hold it." She kept her head away and soon felt a cold hand on her shoulder.
"My, you are strong, you know how to control that taste in your system." Cillian grasped the girl's chin before bringing her level to his face. Tenshiume amber eyes glowed
toward his maroon colored eyes. His face was smooth but hard. Cillian's eyes had some twinkle in them, but a frightening twinkle.
"Let me go now, Cillian." Tenshiume's eyes harden as she felt his grip tighten on her. She would not wince in pain for it didn't even hurt. She would laugh slightly. "Pain is the only thing that makes me happy now." The girl soon began to gather energy once more and shot her fist toward Cillian's chest. The Man went flying as the girl landed in a crouch like position. Her eyes were glimmer with joy as she stood up. Takemaru and Hakemaru turned toward her.
Cillian got up with his eyes a blaze and anger soon frought through his body. He grabbed out a knife from his pocket and ran toward Tenshiume. The girl jumped out of the way and crouched low to the ground and swung her left leg toward Cillian, tripping him making the knife go flying. She soon did some back flips and a hand spring to capture the knife. She twirled it in her fingers as she leaned against a building and smiled.
"My, my, I would think the Great Cillian would be able to capture me and destroy me, but he is just an amature still." Tenshiume smirked as she heard him growl. Takemaru and Hakemaru ran toward the girl for a while as they saw her acknowledge them.
"Makoto…this is your fault!"
"Oh, nothing is my fault but your own, Cillian." The man with a white rope brought out two blades as Cillian brought out his katana. Their eyes met for some time before they moved. It would had been just a blur if Tenshiume was still in her mortal form, but now that she was part Vampire, her eyes were adjusting toward the swift movement of the fight. She could slow them down as their blades clashed into each other. Takemaru and Hakemaru would have to get reports on who is the one getting the most damage. It was a fair match though.
Makoto brought his blades toward the ground as Cillian landed on his back, but he was able to get out of the way before the blades hit where he once was. Cillian crouched down and hissed as Makoto rammed into him. Tenshiume, Takemaru, and Hakemaru watched with much interest, but soon shot their head toward the other side of the area. Madam Geisha stood there with a ball of fire in her hands. Her anger was a blaze in her eyes as she ran toward Makoto. Everyone didn't know what to know, the man though stood there with his blades crossed. His face stayed calm as she neared. Cillian was lying on the ground as the woman soon slammed the fire ball into the blade, Tenshiume soon screamed in horror as Takemaru grabbed her.
The man went flying with the ball of fire going inside his chest and blood soon sprayed out from the inner cavity. His body landed some distance away with a thump. Makoto began to cough out blood as Madam Geisha laughed with rejoice. Tenshiume stood there shaking off Takemaru and ran toward the man. She stood there in horror at the sight. Makoto had blood flowing out from behind him, with a light line of it drooling out of his mouth. His eyes had turn gray as his body looked like a statue. Tenshiume eyes began to fill up with tears as she fell to his side. She didn't move and Madam Geisha took that advantage, she began to run toward the girl with Rânsge forming into her hand. She began to move swifter to get it over and done with. Takemaru saw this coming and growled deeply as he jumped in the way. It was swift, but it as if it was slow process. Tenshiume felt the force against her as she felt Takemaru go flying over her. She turned her head in horror to see the woman coming toward her. It was then
something came to Tenshiume to get up and attack the woman. Hakemaru couldn't see anything until he saw Tenshiume on top of Geisha and Takemaru lying on the ground.
"What the."
"You killed him!" Tenshiume had her fang out and held it toward Geisha's throat. She laughed and turned her eyes toward the girl.
"You think you can kill me."
"It is worth the try!"
"Oh really? Give me explanation then?"
"No need to." Tenshiume soon forced the fang into the woman's throat and soon brought a fist into her chest cavity. In horror, Geisha felt the pain consume her as Tenshiume began to poison the woman's inner organs. Taking her hand out, blood and stained her hand and she got up. She stood there with the blood on her claws. "This is what you get for killing my father."
Geisha eyes whiten as she pulled at the fang, but couldn't get it out. Cillian noticed that his mistress was in pain and agony, he soon charged at Tenshiume and forced his hand toward her throat, but she jumped out of the way and jumped over him heeling him in the head as she grabbed her blade and turned her eyes toward Cillian. She soon crouched down slightly with the blade in her right hand. Her eyes were resting on the man. She could feel his rage pouring out as she stood there. Her smile spread across her face then as she turned away. Knowing he wasn't going to attack.
"You may as well leave, she won't survive."
"I'll get you, Tenshiume…you'll wish you were never born!" The man fled the sight as Geisha tried to cry out to him, but soon enough her last breath drew closer and her lost thought formed. Her eyes soon dimmed as she drifted into the after life.
"I'm sorry Tenshiume, but there is nothing we can do for Lord Makoto. He served us greatly, and it was his fate to die this way."
"Please! Just give it a chance…" Tenshiume was once more in tears and covered in blood. She held onto the Priest before her begging him with all her heard. "Please, just try. You haven't even tried yet…"
"Lady Tenshiume, there is no chance my power can revive him. I told you, we can not bring back the dead!" The man shoved the woman's hands off his robe and walked off with Makoto lying on the platform.
"Tenshi…lets get going."
"No! Not until I figure out a way to get him back to life!"
"Tenshiume! We have no chance of getting him to come back!" Takemaru held the girl as she tried to run toward the priests once more.
"Le—let—let me go!" The girl was pouring in tears as she lost her strength and fell to the ground with Takemaru's arms around her. She cried silently to her self before looking up at him. "I didn't even know him, and now he is dead, I'll never get to know my father." Her voice was dry and cold. Takemaru felt in pain seeing her this way. Turning away form the sight for a long time, his eyes rested on the statue form of Makoto. His eyes were soon full of emotion.
"Tenshi…it is time we go." Getting up, Takemaru cradle the girl in his arms. Tenshiume eye were swollen, but much anger resign in her. She could still feel the revenge in her body, but she would go toward it anymore. I had enough of seeing death…when will the
time come when I'm to die? Will it come soon? The girl closed her eyes and sighed heavily before falling asleep.
Takemaru and Hakemaru walked back to the Apartment in silence. When they got there, the two boys entered the place and brought Tenshiume into her room. Takemaru sat there for a long time to see the girl was conserving her energy. Hakemaru would walk in then with a cup of tear for them both.
"Look, we can't do much about it, it is too hard for the girl already knowing that her father's dead. Lets just move on, shall we?" Takemaru and Hakemaru stood there in silence when they heard a crash out in the kitchen. They ran to see what had happen to see a wolf demon standing there with her eyes a blaze with hatred.
"Where is that damn hanyou!"