Phantom of Namimori
Final Chapter
Hibari was drug, unwillingly, through the labyrinth of woodwork under the opera house as the phantom before him ranted about Hibari's disloyalty. Hibari was of course becoming excessively annoyed by the over-dramatic figure who would not listen to a word he tried to say, even if Hibari wanted to say something to the madman. As the two reached the waterway at the end of the labyrinth, Hibari pulled the phantom to a stop demanding his attention.
"Stop this idiocy at once or I'll bite you to death. I did not intentionally betray you to anyone, the mask thing was an accident, I forgot where we were." The phantom looked almost confused at first then gained a devilish grin at what the other male was insinuating.
"So what would you like me to do to make up for my obscene blunder that has disrupted the whole opera house? It is not possible for us to return to the surface, yet we must leave now." Hibari returned the small evil grin as he thought of answers to the question.
"There is this so called leech that has been hanging off of me for a while now. I could use the problem to be taken care of."
"Is this the so called Vicomte of yours? I thought he might be even a small challenge for me for my song, but I guess it was all his own undoing." At a nod of agreement from Hibari the phantom led them through the waterway, forgoing the gondola from before, taking a more direct route. There was a lessening of urgency in the way they moved now, but the phantom still rushed Hibari into the back of the cave to await their guest.
As soon as Yamamoto saw Hibari and the phantom drop below the stage he was up to his feet running for the entrance Byakuran had shown him while they were planning their scheme. He hopped down the steps of the spiraling staircase avoiding traps and holes as he moved down. His determination to save Hibari from the so called monster's grasp was an ever present factor in his press forward. Yamamoto, being the optimist he was, hoped that this knight in shining armor act would finally win over Hibari.
As Yamamoto reached the last steps and the waterway that followed he began to hear a demented sound come from the other side. It was a soft chuckling that sounded like that of a enchanter who just cast a curse. He stepped forward into the water, but immediately snakes jumped out at him in an intent of taking his head off. He avoided these and pressed onward as they did not appear again. Yamamoto could not tell how far ahead the entrance was he needed to get to for all of the mist that hung over the water distorting all light and image that came through it. But sight was not needed in the end, he only needed to follow the continuous chuckle that resided in the destination he aimed for.
Yamamoto entered the candle lit cave to see the source of the sound came from the unmasked, blue-haired phantom who was seated on the bench of a pipe organ.
"Ku fu fu... I'm so glad that you made it here Vicomte, it would have been a little difficult to fulfill Hibari's request were you not here. Now there is not need to worry, I can allot the time necessary to dissuade you anymore from attempting to capture my Hibari, using any method."
The phantom stepped down from his perch and it was then that Yamamoto saw the red colored eye that was situated in the left side of his face. Said phantom noticed his stare and grinned wider as he tapped that side of his face.
"Like? The disfigurement is not the only thing that sets me apart, but you will get to experience this first hand." Yamamoto was instantly caught in the illusion projected by the phantom's power; he believed he had been standing in water at first, but now it appeared to be solid frozen ice which he could not remove himself from. Astonished at this revelation he looked up and saw that the snakes from before had returned to make an attempt at his life yet again. At their first bite he realized that his death would not be short and sweet if the smirking, blue-haired phantom had anything to say about it. Ropes were entangling around him, tying him down to the gate behind him, and attempting to strangle him.
He was about to pass out from lack of air when he heard a voice he recognized say something he didn't quite catch, but was relieved they said it for the ropes immediately disappeared along with the ice and snakes around him. He opened his eyes and saw the scowling visage of Hibari staring down at him. His only guess as to who his savior was would be the man standing in front of him, beside the accursed phantom. It was then Yamamoto noticed that not all of the ropes had been illusions as he tried to make a step towards the phantom who was scowling at the end to his fun.
"That's quite enough wouldn't you say Monsieur Vicomte? You will not follow us or I will be sure to bite you to death myself. It was only in pity that I let this phantom take you on himself, and a chance for him to prove himself. I am leaving and I do not need your help from here on out." Hibari stared Yamamoto down with even the chilling tone he used when giving his commands.
Yamamoto watched his love exit the cave through an empty mirror frame with the blue-haired phantom on his arm. Of course he broke down at this sight, for he finally realized that his strength was not what Hibari needed, it was both too weak and too caring for Hibari. So he was left hanging, literally, by the ropes as he waited for someone to come help him.
It was years later and the Vicomte walked through the war-torn streets of Paris aimlessly, but stopped when he saw an awkward couple standing in front of the jewelry store he bought the ring for Hibari from. He always remembered that time when he was head-over-heels in love with the man who absolutely detested his core personality of kindness. Yamamoto had long gotten over the feelings, but every now and then he would imagine seeing Hibari with the blue-haired monster who his heart had chosen. But such cases were often a result of his imagination; this time seemed different though. No matter how long he stared the blue in the man's hair did not fade and the distinctive pineapple style was not a product of his imagination either.
Although he wished to say something to the couple, he walked on by happy enough that his once beloved was happy, even if he was still unable to show the emotion.
AN: THAT'S It! I've finished my first story and I think this final chapter came out the best of all. This was mostly out of my own imagination, so I'm sorry it took so long. I've been having writers' block and I've been busy with conventions and what not. Please review and tell me what you thought of the ending!
Disclaimer: Phantom of the Opera and KHR both belong to their respective owners, I do not gain any profit from this.
P.S. I came up with a new idea for a Code Geass fic, but I still need to work out the plot some before I post anything up.
