Disclaimer: I do not own KHR. This is only a fan fiction. Give credits to their rightful owners.
Notes: Out of Character (OOC) Canons, AU, and Contains OCs and a bit of gore on further chapters.
Genre: Action, Angst, Family, Tragedy, and Time travel.
Summary : The world is in danger. They can't handle it by themselves. The Tri-ni-sette summons what they believe was their salvation. Seven Kids. Seven broken kids. How can they save the world if their only salvation is the one who needs to be saved first?
Ch 06 : Requiem Rain
"Mom, Dad" He croaked out. His body trembled and endless tears streamed down his face as he stared at the pooling blood under his parents' lifeless bodies.
He could hear the sirens from the distance, but the next thing he knew was that his surroundings were on fire.
~0~
In a traditional Japanese room, one man has just finished his music. Asari set aside his flute and took the cup of tea in front of him. He sighed as he thought how things were for the last two months.
The girl, Nagi, who was in a coma until last week was now awake. She now wears an eye-patch over her injured eye. Her organs are still sustained by Daemon through illusions. Though everyone is baffled as to why she sticks with the illusionist all the time, while shying against everyone else.
Ryohei was different than the other two children currently living with them. He acts like he was glad to take a breather, a break from the problems of his life. Though sometimes they would see him stare in the distance, surely worrying about his sister's condition back at their time.
Hayato, the silver head kid who looks like their red head friend was the worst so far. He was so distant. Everyone tried to approach him, even Daemon and Alaude but it was futile. It was like he built a wall around himself and no one could break it.
As Asari took a deep breath to relax himself, the scent of burnt flesh entered his senses. He instinctively jumped away and was horrified when an unconscious kid appeared out of nowhere.
"KNUCKLE!"
With that one frantic shout from the ever calm Rain Guardian, the whole mansion was once again in chaos.
~0~
"This is getting old, you know?" G commented as they gather around Giotto's office. "Injured kids appearing out of nowhere."
Lampo shivered, "It's really unnerving how Asari almost lost it when he found out that Knuckle wasn't home yet."
Giotto grimaced. "The kid's condition was terrible. He had third degree burns after all."
"Good thing you and Knuckle taught Ryohei how to use his Sun Flames just to keep him busy." G said.
"And that is one of the things I'm thankful of doing when I have time." Giotto replied.
"But still, it wasn't enough. The kid had only healed the other kid up to first degree burns." Daemon said.
"Hn." Alaude commented.
"Nagi, Ryohei, Hayato and now that kid with Asari. If these kids are our descendants like Talbot had said, I'm afraid to see what could have happened to mine." Lampo whimpered on his seat, a look of dread plastered across his face. The expression on Giotto and Alaude's faces did not betray the turmoil inside their head. Their descendants are the only ones left aside from the Lightning Guardian.
"All we can do is wait and see." Giotto said.
"And hope." Alaude added in, voice barely above a whisper.
~0~
Day in and day out, Asari stayed beside the prone form of the kid who suddenly appeared in his room. Almost worrying everyone of his friends as he never emerged out of the infirmary room even at meal times.
Asari sat beside the infirmary bed, his both arms clutching the patients one uninjured arm like a lifeline. If this kid appeared before him, then it means that this unconscious boy wrapped in white bandages beside him is none other than his descendant.
A small shift on the bed caught his attention, he waited with bated breath as the kid's eyelids slowly open.
"Thank Kami-sama, you're awake!" Asari couldn't help but exclaim as tears gathered in his eyes.
The kid shifted in the bed and pain immediately shot up throughout his body. He groaned in pain.
"Shh.. You're still injured degozaru. You shouldn't move so much." Asari said as he helped the kid in to a more comfortable position.
"Eh?" The kid seemed puzzled.
"What is it, degozaru?" Asari asked in concern.
"When I moved it hurts so much." The kid croaked out. "But when you moved me, it didn't."
Asari smiled as he got up and retrieved a glass of water by the table on the other side of the bed. He gave it to him and the child gratefully accepted it. "Maybe because I'm more careful than you did?"
"Thank you." The child said.
The door opened and in came a raven haired priest. "Come ti senti?"
[ Translation : How are you feeling? ]
"What?" The child asked in bafflement.
"He was asking how you are feeling, degozaru." Asari translated, he turned to his friend and asked "Penso che si sta dimenticando che la mia linea di famiglia รจ giapponese?"
[ Translation : I think you are forgetting that my family line is Japanese? ]
The man gave a hearty laugh, "Well I'm sorry, my friend. I was teaching Ryohei how to speak in Italian before I went here. I kind of got carried away."
They turned to the only kid in the room, "If you two are hungry, I'll bring a soup here." Knuckle suggested. The child merely nodded.
Knuckle turned to leave when he suddenly turned around as if remembering something. "Oh! And my name is Knuckle, nice to meet you."
"And I'm Asari." The man he woke up with, in traditional Japanese clothing said.
The kid gave a small smile, "My name is Takeshi. Nice meeting you too."
~0~
"Well, that went better than G's." Lampo commented as they eat dinner. In response, G bumped the green haired teen on the head hard enough to send the teen's face down his plate of food.
Giotto sighed, "Well, were talking about Asari here."
"Actually, the kid was forcing himself to smile degozaru." A voice by the door caught their attention.
"What do you mean?" Alaude asked from the corner of the table.
"When I left him just now to get some rest, I heard him crying." Asari said as he made his way to his seat on the table. "When he woke up, his eyes were filled with despair as if he lived through a nightmare."
"Well, that's actually worst than G's then." Daemon commented from his seat.
"That's really unnerving. The future is scary." Lampo whimpered.
"A kid as young as them to be like this..." Giotto murmured. "Just what happened in the future?"
