Disclaimer: I don't own Fai or any other Tsubasa Chronicles characters or the Anime/manga itself. However, I do own the characters Livanya Floros (Neva) and Leander Alexopoulos :)
11. AVARICE
The heavy, dusty text was centuries old, the fragile yellow pages spoke of forbidden rituals and concoctions that promised infinite amount of power. The language so primitive that even he had trouble deciphering its entirety. But his eyes caught on a sentence that he had no trouble understanding. There it was, the crucial component of the most powerful manna spell.
"Sacrifice the person you love most."
For a second he wondered. . . If he could gain so much power. . . Enough to extinguish Fei Wong Reed's life then maybe. . . Maybe. . .
He walked away from it, and the text went up in flames.
12. MARK
He followed one swirl of dark ink on his forearm, wincing as his nail caught on the still sensitive skin, but inherently happy for his mark. He wanted to keep it forever, because he wanted to remember his life in Celes forever.
13. DESIRE
Ignoring her halfhearted murmurs of protest ( Fai! It's getting dark, I have to get home. . .) he tugged her deeper into the garden and brought his lips to hers again, wanting to brand her with his essence, to mark her as his and his only.
14. ENVY
His footsteps slowed and stopped entirely as he was caught off guard by the scene playing in the small street in front of him. Two little girls, identical twins no more than five years old, with blond pigtails and amber eyes tumbled in the snow while giggling constantly. His ever present mask of happiness crumbled , and he had to look away to hide the anguish that darkened his features.
15. SELFISH
He stopped reading as he caught movement outside the window out of the corner of his eyes, and as he looked closer, he could see her flitting in and out of the rose bushes, no doubt playing hide and seek with Chi again. His concentration wandered from his studies and he leisurely started scribbling on the margin of a page. Livanya Floros, no. Neva Floros. Like a flower amidst snow. Truly, he had trouble picking her out of the bloody red rose bushes when she was sitting still enough. Lips the same colour as the roses, blushing cheeks. . . Neva Floros. . . Neva . . Neva. . . Neva Flourite. . .
The pen dropped from his hand as he froze in terror. No. . . . . . What was he thinking?! She wasn't his. She could not be his. He would not condemn her to the misfortunes of his existence. He would not be selfish.
16. TRUTH
They said that Fai was a one of a kind boy that Ashura Ou was lucky to have found. They said that he was a blessing to the people in Celes. They said he looked so fitting besides the young Lady Floros. They said. . .
They said many things, but only he knew the truth. The truth was that his time was running out.
17. TEMPEST
While Fai sat looking at the water under which his twin slept, Ashura Ou silently left to examine his room.
He was impressed at the mass the young mage had made in a few minutes. Everything was either burnt to ashes or smashed into dust. Only one thing was left unharmed.
On a corner table sat the beautiful hand written invitation of the wedding of Leander Marcus Alexopoulos and Livanya Elizabeth Floros.
18. SACRIFICE
He could only watch as Neva. . . No, Livanya, dressed in pure white, looking like a wingless seraph took Leander's hand and smiled the special smile she only ever gave to Fai, and he told himself this was for the best. He wrapped his arms around himself to ward off the sudden chill and told himself this was for the best.
19. DEPENDENCE
He dreamt the same thing every night, the same horrible image of his twin's body lying broken in a pool of blood at his feet. But as much as Ashura Ou insisted on a potion that warded off nightmares, he would not take it. Because these dreams were the only things that fueled his will to live anymore.
20. EUPHORIA
He was burning up. From all directions. Inside out. All his senses seemed to be on alert. His ears filled with laughter. His vision monopolized by transparents bottles of rich colours. His tongue. . . It burnt. But it felt so damn good. . . It felt so good to forget. To forget why he always was so sad. To forget why he had to smile anyway.
He slammed his empty goblet on the wood. "More please!"
A/N: This is the end Folks. Thanks to everyone who reviewed :) Let me know if you want me to write more. This is a giftfic for Obsidian but I can start another drabble series if you guys give me the prompts, character and verse. On another note, this is a bit AUish because of the presence of my two OC's. Some might complin about Neva being Mary Sue. I assure you, she just happens to be a pretty chick that the teenager and hormonal Fai had a crush on. He got over her eventually. I wanted to portray a relatively normal youth for Fai in this fic and I hope I succeded. Please review :)
