By: athira80
After they spent hours on their journey to reach the Temple, they eventually arrived at the gate. The gate was very tall and wide that they couldn't see the Temple's roof. It has the colour of red and has a little bit of carving, which was made out of gold. It was quite strange that no thief could come near the gate, and stole some parts of the gold since the gate was in the mountains, where most thief residents near that area.
As soon as the Summoner saw the red gate, Quatre ran a little towards it, leaving Trowa behind him. Then, he touched it and closed his eyes, observing the aura surrounds it. Trowa eventually appeared behind him.
"Is everything alright?" Trowa asked, wondered.
The Summoner turned to him and nodded.
"Un," Quatre replied, "I was just too excited about it. I decided to observed the Temple's aura," he leaned his forehead on it and gave a sad smile, "And...I think this is where we'll be separate once we get through this."
At first, Trowa didn't think of that at all. But he knew that he had to say good-bye to him someday. Trowa didn't like the idea. Then, came the idea that he might losing him since he was still young and still couldn't protect himself. That was the reason why he was there. To be his Guardian. To protect him. He then walked towards him and gave him a tender smile as he touches the Summoner's shoulder.
"Quatre, I didn't think of that at all."
The boy turned to him, gazing at the Samurai's emerald eyes as he gave a sad look.
"I..I know, but..."
"Always remember what I said," Trowa quickly cut off, "I will always standing by you, guarding you and loving you. Remember that." He said as he grasps both of the Summoner's shoulder. Quatre's face softens as tears began to fell on his cheeks.
"A...arigatou," Quatre said between sobs as he wiped his tears behind the palm of his hand. "I..I really don't know what to say, Trowa. You are the first person who ever cares about me so much, after my mother."
Trowa smiled and leaned towards the other boy, as he gave a slight tender kiss on Quatre's forehead. Quatre eventually gave a smile.
"Good, let's move on."
Trowa pushed the gate open. Once the gate was opened, Trowa gave a slight gasp. He couldn't see the Temple. Instead, he saw several steps that it obviously leads to the Temple. No wonder they couldn't see the Temple's roof from behind the gate. Quatre eventually appeared from behind the tall boy.
"What is it, Trowa?"
Quatre's expression was not that different from Trowa's.
"It's looks that it's going to take awhile to get there." Quatre said as his eyes went wide.
"I know..." Trowa smiled in a sarcastic look.
"Ikuzo!" Quatre said as he run quickly, leaving Trowa behind once again.
"Ah!" Trowa cried as he reached his hands towards the boy, "Cho...Chotto matte yo!"
Then, they both eventually ran together, as they both vanished in the distance.
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"There's the Temple. I'm glad that we're here!", Quatre smiled as soon as he saw the Temple's roof, after hours they spent climbing on the stairs. Trowa could only smile in response from behind the blond boy. Before Trowa was about to start walking again, he saw Quatre stood behind him. He could feel that Quatre was a little nervous as he was holding his chest with both of his hands.
"I'm...I'm a little nervous..." Quatre finally said it. Trowa decided to step back and grabbed the Summoner's arms.
"I'll be here for you. I promise..." he said as he smiled.
Quatre smiled in response, felt grateful and relieved that someone was there with him. He then finally realized that he wasn't alone anymore.
"Let's go..." Quatre said.
The Temple had much darker colour than the previous one, where they had their ceremonial journey, back in Bevelle. As Quatre opened the Temple's door, he could see a ray of light, stood in the middle of the altar, as he found a statue of an Echo, which was made out of gold. The statue had a shape of a Unicorn, but it doesn't look like an ordinary Unicorn where it usually has a small horn. This Unicorn had a huge and long horn which its length had almost the same as its body. The statue was huge, around five metres high.
Quatre bowed in front of the statue and as he swung both of his arm backwards and he eventually had both of his arms bend in front of him, horizontally. This was called the Ceremonial gesture. Trowa eventually followed beside him. Later on, Quatre started to whisper under his breath, as he stated the prayer, followed by the hymn.
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"O Mighty Lord Echo, Ixion, I ask you to come before me and released your power to eliminate darkness that filled this whole world with curse!"
"Eeya yui...Nobo Meno..."
"I ask you to bless this world once again!"
"Lembini...Yoju Yobo..."
"I beg of you...Hear my prayer."
"Hasatekanae...Kutabae..."
All of a sudden, a ray of light appeared before them. But as it started to glow, it disappeared. Quatre blinked, wondering what happened to it.
"Try it again...", Trowa suggested to him. Quatre nodded before he turned his head towards the Samurai.
Quatre repeated the pray and the hymn once again in the same old rhythm he did beforehand. But as soon as he finished, the light started to glow and disappeared again. This time, Quatre started to feel curious. He decided to try it several times as he did it faster than before.
"Eeya yui...Nobo Meno...Lembini...Yoju Yobo...Hasatekanae...Kutabae..."
"Eeya yui...Nobo Meno...Lembini...Yoju Yobo...Hasatekanae...Kutabae..."
"Eeya yui...Nobo Meno...Lembini...Yoju Yobo...Hasatekanae...Kutabae..."
Quatre suddenly began to cough as he closed his mouth. Felt concerned, Trowa moved a little towards him. The Summoner turned and shook his head, as he was saying to him that he was alright. As Quatre started to continue again, he started to cough uncontrollably.
"Quatre! Stop this!", Trowa cried.
Quatre ignored him and kept his praying. All of a sudden, he felt like there was something struck straight to him. He lost his power and eventually, he fell onto the ground as blood gushed out from his stomach.
"QUATRE!!!"
Trowa lifted the weak body from the ground. His heart started to race, panicked. The blood streamed heavily from Quatre's stomach and his mouth. Trowa tried to stop the bleeding, but he failed.
"Please wait here! I'll call for help!"
Before Trowa could get up, Quatre quickly grabbed the Samurai's sleeve and shook his head. He clenched his teeth as he said almost like in a whisper.
"It's...alright, Trowa. It's not...going to...work...", Quatre said, struggling to talk.
"Don't talk. Save your strength..."
Then, Trowa could hear Quatre started to sob and he could see Quatre's eyes were watery, filled with tears.
"I...I failed as a Summoner. The Echo...Ixion...didn't hear my prayer..."
"Quatre...shhh...don't talk", Trowa said as he stroked the boy's hair, trying to calm him down.
"Trowa...I have a favour to ask you...", the boy said as he grabbed Trowa's sleeve harder, in a weak smile, "Live...for me...and live for...this country..."
Trowa's eyes suddenly went wide as he eventually rose his tone, knowing on what happened next. The boy was dying.
"No! Don't you dare to leave me behind! Please..."
Quatre ignored the words from the Samurai as he continued to speak. He could feel his cheek damp.
"I'm sorry...my dear Guardian...", Quatre's hand finally managed to touched his lover's cheek, "Hontouni Gomen nasai...".
Trowa felt Quatre's hand was slowly began to fell. He quickly grabbed his hand and put Quatre's hand on his cheek again. His heart raced and soared, still could not believe that the Summoner had leaving him so soon. Trowa lifted the body and kissed him passionately for the last time. As he started to cry, he embraced the lifeless body tight until he felt nothing as the Summoner's body slowly transformed into beautiful sakura petals. As the Summoner's body vanished, Trowa managed to catch one of the sakura pieces and revealed it as he whispered silently,
"You left me just like my sister did..."
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Up above the world, two mysterious figure wept the Summoner's death as they stood in front of a crystal ball, witnessing an event that happened just then. One of them was crying as the figure tried to control the emotion.
"How could this have happened? He was the last...."
The other stood silently in response and held the crying figure's shoulder.
"We have to bring him...along...so that he can save his world and our world..." Then, the other spoke quickly as he ignored the tears, which streamed on his cheeks.
"And how are we supposed to do that? We can't just go down there and drag him"
The figure didn't respond as he stood, stared at the Samurai in the crystal ball who was crying on his knees.
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