Hello! This is my third one-shot.
When I saw what happened when Shin died with Mana, I absolutely hated it. This is my take on what should have happened.
Disclaimer: I will never own Tenjho Tenge and anything having to do with it.
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The crowd stood there in awe and horror.
The fight Mitsuomi and Shin were in was unlike any fight the crowd had ever seen before. It was to serious on Mitsuomi's part as he dealt blow after blow on Shin, his face twisted in a sort of rage no one had ever seen before. His blows were all made to hurt and strike as much pain as possible on the unresponsive Shin, and even though they could see clearly how it was going to end, one of them standing and the other one never getting up again, no one made an attempt to stop them.
Maybe they were too scared at the prospect that Mitsuomi would hurt whoever got in his way, but Maya just snorted in disgust at the cowards before the horror quickly replaced it. She didn't know how this came to be and she didn't care, she just wanted them to stop
Shin and Misuomi weren't supposed to be here fighting each other, and she wasn't supposed to be here watching them, and none of this was supposed to happen. She'd tried pleading with Mitsuomi to just leave Shin alone because he has already won, but he wouldn't listen to her.
That bothered her of course, because no matter how bad Mitsuomi got he always listened to her, and now he acted as if the only people in the room were Shin and him, and she worried that he had already gone too far.
What worried her the most, though, was what Shin was doing. He wasn't moving at all to defend himself or attack, and he had never just lied there and let someone beat him before, not even her.
Since she always watched Shin and looked out for him as best as she could, she had noticed that whenever he and Mitsuomi sparred or just did anything in competition, he'd go easy on him. It was like he felt a need to lose with Mitsuomi, and when she had noticed it she'd been a little worried because that was unlike him, but she'd never said anything.
Now she wished she had. All those times were leading up to now, the grand defeat, and she didn't know what she'd do if Shin died.
She'd probably die with him, if not in body than in soul, a hollow person with no heart left behind in her brother's death, for he would have taken her heart with him. She couldn't let it come to that. She knew the fighting style and what he could do more than anyone else from their countless sparrings, so she saw the finishing blow come before everyone else.
She tensed before she started running towards Mitsuomi as his fist flew, a strangled "Stop" coming out of her mouth before she tackled him to the ground. She landed on top of him and looked in his eyes for a second. He looked surprised and sad, and in his eyes she could see herself crying. She backed off of him and dodged the arm that came up to grab her before running as fast as she could to Shin.
Everyone in the crowd was still standing in their trance, and she could see Mana looking at her with envy filled eyes as she held Shin up in a sitting position, but she ignored her, concentrating on the man in her arms.
There were some bruises on his face and he was limp in her arms, leaning all his weight on her. His hair was wild and there was a red tinge to some of the lavender locks, indicating a possible head injury, but she could tell it wasn't that bad. What had her worried is his closed eyes. He looked unconscious and she knew that was a bad thing to be when you're injured. His breathing was hoarse and shallow and she cries harder, her left arm around his back holding him to her, her right hand slapping his cheeks lightly than harder when he didn't wake up.
He didn't even react
In her head, she cursed at Mitsuomi and the people standing around them, doing nothing but watching them like fucking idiots who had never seen an injured person before.
Her heart was bursting with worry and I thing kept repeating itself in her head. Please be alright.
He can't die, she thought. We still need to train together and finish school. Who am I going too hold on to as he takes me for a ride on his motorcycle. Who's going to tease me and stay up with me all night looking at the stars on the roof. Who's going to stay by my side forever.
The ground was cold as she shifted on the floor, cradling Shin now with both arms, his body sideways between her legs with his legs over one of hers. She tucked his head underneath her neck and bowed her head, tears leaking out from her tightly closed lids.
"Please, d-don't leave me, bro..no, Shin, pl-please. I love you so much, so much. Do-don't leave."
Her lips were on his cheek, and as they moved, it was almost like she was kissing him. She stayed in that position and hugged him tighter to her, cringing away as she felt Mitsuomi move behind her, toward her.
She hadn't noticed that Shin had opened his eyes earlier and was now looking p at her, gaze lidded and filled with amazement.
She could feel Mitsuomi standing directly behind her and was about to scream for him to leave her alone, when she felt Shin start shaking in her arms. Everyone else must have noticed too, because cries of Shin started filling up the room, and she could now see that some of them were now closer than they used to be.
Maya pulled her head back so fast she was surprised she didn't get whiplash, and stared down at him. Her eyes widened as she took in the red line in his eyes and snarling mouth, the memories of his rage coming to her.
Her tears had stopped momentarily and she just stared at his face, which was now looking at Mitsuomi with bloodlust. Behind her Mitsuomi had restrained Mana and handed her off to someone else to hold back. She couldn't see it but Mitsuomi's face had twisted back to his earlier look of rage, a new sadness dimming it, his body positioned in the stance of his family.
Shin started twisting in her arms, trying to get out of her vice like grip, snarling in the demonic way he does when he's out of control. She knew from experience that she was the only one who could calm him down without getting hurt, and she clung to that belief and her love for him as she fought to keep him in her arms.
Silent tears had fallen from her eyes and dripped on to his face, forcing him to look up at her before she buried her head in the juncture between his neck and shoulder. She barely registered that Shin had stopped moving and had tentatively wrapped his arms around her, only thinking of his red slitted eyes and the sword's control over him, many possible outcomes whirling through her head, all of them bad. She could feel her lips moving on his skin as she started whispering words, words that didn't register in her head as they poured out of her mouth from someplace in her heart.
Her heart was tight in her chest, squeezing so hard it hurt to breath. Two strong arms tightened around her as a warm but bruised cheek pressed against her own. Hot breathe blew calm, steady air on her ear, and she could hear him mumbling something in her ear. After carefully listening she could hear her name being repeated over and over, chanting it as if she were some angel.
She stayed buried in his warmth until her crying calmed down, till it stopped coming from her like a fountain, and now only a tear or two would escape. She pulled back from him as far as his tightening grip allowed her and looked at him.
His eyes were back to their lovely scarlet color, and were no longer glaring at Mitsuomi, instead looking at her own blue eyes with a possessive and awed look in them, as if he still couldn't believe that he was there and being held by her. A relieved smile bloomed on her lips and beamed at him, and Shin allowed a small, crooked smile to come on his face.
Around them the crowd had been steadily getting closer, and she could now hear what was being whispered around them.
'Shin's okay, thank god' 'Look at how close they are' It looks weird, but at least he's okay' 'What's wrong with them' 'Can't believe they were fighting like that' 'Let go of her. P-please Shin let…go of her'
She grimaced as she identified who the last voice belonged to before she blocked out everything around her. She tightened her left arm around Shin's waist as she slowly them onto their feet with her right arm.
Her body was bent over his with their faces a breath apart, and as a couple of tears spilled down her cheeks he kissed them away, lips lingering around her mouth. Maya's eyes widened in surprise and she gasped along with the people around her as his lips stayed at the corner of her mouth.
No one had ever seen him do something so intimate with someone before, not even with his girlfriend. She could feel a flaming aura behind her, and knew it was Mitsuomi. The prospect of them continuing their fight came to mind and she stood on her feet, pulling him next to her so he could lean on her and wrapping her arm around his waist, putting his right arm over her shoulder.
His head was on her shoulder and she could feel his eyes on her face. She had always been able to tell when he was looking at her or when he was close by, a sixth sense always focused on him.
The crowd made a line for them as they started walking, and they could only get in a few slow steps before Mana jumped in front of them.
Her head was bowed and tears rolled down her face and to the floor. Her hair was messy in its usually neat curls, and she was shaking noticeably.
Maya could feel herself getting agitated as she just stood and blocked their way. She had to bring Shin home and fix him up as best as she could, but she wouldn't move. She was just about to snarl at her to move it, damnit, but a soft "Shin" cut her off.
Mana had her head up straight and was looking at Shin with watery eyes, her hands clasped in front of her. A quick glance at Shin showed that he was still watching her as if Mana wasn't there at all.
She noticed to and bit her lip before stomping over to Maya, face red and her eyes blurred with tears, and her right hand in the air. Her hand flew down to Maya's cheek and Maya tensed, not wanting to let go of Shin in fear of dropping him.
"This is all your fault, you…"
Mana's mouth closed in surprise as a hand grabbed her wrist just as it was about to hit Maya, and her eyes flew to look into Shin's as he glared at her. Maya watched as Mana winced as the hand around her wrist tightened, and Shin's scowl deepened.
"Shin….stop it Shin," Mana pleaded, her sobs growing harder as Shin just stared at her with impassive eyes. She tugged her arm back and pleaded for him to let go, her other hand a fist at her side.
"Why are, sob you do-doingthis." Mana's words grew louder as anger and jealousy tore through her.
"I am your girlfriend, Not Her!!"
Shin's grip loosened and Mana looked at him, happy to see that her words had finally got through to him.
Maya's heart tore as she saw this, and she grasped the area above her heart with a tight fist, eyes closed so to not see the inevitable. Her mind scrambled as panic and heartache pounded in her, and thoughts of him leaving her flew in circles around her head.
Her feelings of more than sisterly love had plagued her for a while, and now she grieved the lost of not exploring them. She would never know what it would be like to kiss him, touch him, or even wake up next to him.
When she felt the familiar feeling of his eyes on her, and the weight of his head still on her shoulder, she allowed her eyes to open just barely.
Through her eyelashes she could see Mana's expectant look directed at Shin, and suppressed a shiver of dread at the implication. Shin shifted beside her so that he was sideways and a little in front of her, her arm falling to her side since hadn't moved with him.
She bowed her head and closed her head, not wanting to see him leave her. Her free hand clenched into a fist at her side, while the hand over heart tightened even more. Since her head was bowed, she didn't see Shin throw Mana's hand away from them, but she did feel a hand cover her own over her heart. She allowed the hand to smooth her own so it was lying flat with his hand covering it.
She clenched her eyes shut in fear of not seeing Shin, and a finger hooked under her chin and tried pulling her face up. She resisted but the person was persistent and strong, and a thumb helped wretch her face up.
She was silently crying and a finger rubbed against her cheek, a hand cradling her jaw. She could feel the familiar callouses on Shin's hand and opened her eyes, his face right in front of her own.
Mana stood behind Shin cradling her arm to her chest, and watching Shin with dejected eyes.
Shin caressed her cheek before putting his arm over her shoulder, moving to the right of her again. The hand that was over her heart put her right arm back around his waist, holding her feminine hand in his own.
"Can we go home now," he whispered, his face turned towards her with a faint smile on his lips. He looked so sweet and sincere that she just about melted in a puddle on the ground. She returned the smile before tightening her grip on him, and walking around the stunned girl.
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Maya kneeled in front of the sink in the bathroom rummaging through the cabinets, searching for the first aid kit. She knew it was around here somewhere, as it was well used when they patched each other up.
Where the hell is it, she thought in frustration, sticking her head out and standing to her feet. She glanced to the door, the image of Shin waiting for her filling her with new vigor. She sorted through the bottles of pills in the top cabinets, standing on her tip toes. She hadn't had the privilege of growing into a really tall girl.
Maya yelped in triumph, for in the back was the well used first aid kit. Grabbing it, she rushed out of the bathroom and into the hall, her sock clad feet sliding along the floor. Her training garbs fluttered around her feet as she ran to the living room, and she sped up as a head of lavender became visible over the couch.
She slid to a stop and kneeled in between Shin's spread legs, busing herself with taking out the things she'd need. Shin just sat still in front of her with his head facing the ceiling and his eyes closed, doing nothing but breathing. She glanced at him and bit her lip before leaning forward and tugging his own training garbs loose, watching him for a reaction.
Some parts of his shirt stuck to the wounds and she grimaced before tugging it off, familiar with the sting that came from such a move. Not a muscle moved though, and she wondered if he was even all her, maybe thinking of what a mistake this all was.
Maya shook that thought away as he put his arms up and she pulled his arms out of it. Her attention narrowed to only his wounds as she worked, bandaging and cleaning every wound on his chest. Once she was finished she debated on whether she should check his back now and decided against it, not wanting to ruin his peaceful state.
She remembered that he had been limping on their way home and frowned, undoing his pants. She was too fully in nurse mode to tell, but Shin had opened his eyes at the feel of her brushing against his chest, and was now watching her.
There were some bruises on his legs and she tend to them, frowning once she was done before looking at him again, startled to see him for not the first time watching her. There was a hunger in his eyes she had seen before directed at her, and she knew what he was thinking about. It warmed her to know that he wanted her and thought of her that way, she wouldn't deny that she thought of him too.
She pulled herself up on the couch and sat facing him, crossing her legs. With her help he sat so his back was to her and she gasped. His hole back was one nasty bruise; blue, green, and black covering his normally pale skin. She ran her fingers lightly across his back, pressing down at some points to try and gauge how bad it really was.
"I'm fine."
Maya's head snapped up, mouth open in surprise. Shin hadn't talked at all once they left the others, and she always had trouble telling what was on his mind. Her brother had always been a mystery to those closest who could see behind his smiles and laughter.
Even to her.
It was weird, because they lived together and had been around each other their whole lives. While walking home she had tried to start some idle conversation to get rid of the silence, but he barely acknowledged her.
Shin brought a hand back to grip the one on his back, and he pulled it away. He moved so he was facing her, cradling her hand in both of his own. Her mind wandered and came up with different scenarios of what could happen, each ranging from bad to good. He could talk to her or push her away, kiss her or yell at her.
His thumbs caressed her knuckles and he was staring at her their hands, watching his thumbs rub against her flesh and bone. His head was bowed, long strands of hair sliding over his shoulders, bangs over his eyes. It reminded her of when he was younger, inside and outside of his cage. He had always had this look of contemplation on his face back then, and even now she'd see it when he thought no one was looking.
A blush came to her cheeks as he kissed her knuckles tenderly, looking at her from under his bangs as he kissed each of her fingers. He had brought her cupped hand in front of her face, below her lips, and once he was done he kissed her cheek.
He leaned into her till she was lying back on the arm of the couch, and oh god what was he going to do. He kissed the corner of her mouth before trailing kisses to her ear. She moaned as he bit the loose appendage before soothing the bite with a few licks. He brought her cupped hand to the side and held it there, as he did with her other hand pressed up against her.
His chest pressed against hers and could feel her breasts tighten, warmth curling around her I the semi-cold room. She knew that her brother had always loved much more than he should, and to be honest, at first she had been afraid of that love. Brothers weren't suppose to love their sisters that way and obsess over them, like he did with her.
After awhile that feeling went away, because who did she love most in the world. Who had always been there for her and loved her Shin, it had and always will be Shin. She had come to accept what he had said once, that they'd be together forever, and it angered her to see him give up so easily.
He could have died tonight, and she knew that that if she hadn't interfered, he'd be dead now. How could he have thought to leave her behind, it was suppose to be them against the world, always, and what would she do if he wasn't in it.
The anger and hurt caused her to pull away from the mouth on her neck. And as she looked at him she knew those feelings showed in her eyes.
He persisted though, and followed her neck, only stopping once she started struggling against him. Her head was laying on the armrest, and she closed her eyes to straighten out her thoughts. Shin's forehead pressed against her own, and she opened her eyes to see his eyes right in front of hers.
She blinked and felt her eyelashes brush against his, his eyes soft and possessive.
"Why," she whispered, voice a mixture between soft and hoarse. His lips were positioned right over hers for kiss and she swallowed, anticipating her first kiss with Shin, no matter what she was currently feeling.
"I did it for you."
His breath mingled with her own, a hand coming up to cup her cheek in his palm, callouses brushing against her soft skin.
He did it for her.
The words rang in her and drowned all of her other thoughts outs, her body stopping its struggling and lying limply on the couch. She could feel rage and disbelief boil in her stomach, and she lashed out at him. She balled up her free hand into a fist and swung it at his already hurt back, hitting it again and again as she yelled at him.
"How Dare You! You act as if I wanted you to die! As if I hate you! And how could you be so stupid to even think that's what I wanted, how I feel!"
She felt tears come to her eyes again and a sob coming up her throat. Her hand covered her mouth to stifle her sobs, and she just laid there crying. She hated crying.
Everything that had happened today came back to her all at once, her nerves were fried, and her emotions were running at an all time high. His hand on her cheek wiped some of her tears away, his mouth kissing the rest away.
"I'm sorry." Lips feathered her face, his free arm curled around her neck, and he hugged her. "I was wrong, and now I get it." She hugged him back, clinging to him as her got of the couch and on to their feet. Her sobs calmed down till no more tears fell, and now she just concentrated on her breathing.
They leaned against each other as they walked to Maya's room, which just happened to be the closer of the two. The lights were off but they didn't need any light. The window was open and the moon shined into the room, giving them all the light they needed.
Maya could feel exhaustion all the way into her bones and she leaned more heavily against Shin, trusting him to keep her standing. He tugged back the covers then helped her strip off her clothes. She was to tired to feel embarrassed as he helped her into bed in just her bra and panties, and sunk into the mattresses softness.
Shin was still in just hi boxers as he spooned her from behind, arm holding her tightly, legs entwining with her own.
"You love me," he whispered into her neck, "and I love you. That's all that really matters now, and everything else we'll deal with tomorrow."
That was the last thing she heard before she fell asleep.
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This is the longest thing I have ever written, hope you enjoy!
It's mostly fluff and lovey dovey stuff, but the last one's were a little sad.
Please review, and I do want to thank the one's that did review.
If you want to see anything happen between Shin and Maya, just tell me and I'll try putting it in some future Closer Than Blood oneshots.
