Look it's chapter 9 O:! YAYYY!
Actually i had this typed out for a couple of weeks... but finally posted it now! :D
Akira: Fallen you truly give lazy a whole new meaning.
Me: Shush Akira! But anyway, i was going to post chapter 13 of shattered buttttt... i liked this chapter better so i'm like what the hell let's put this up at like 11 o clock at night :DDDD! Anywho, chapter 13 of shattered will come out soon, then chapter 8 of save the innocent...then a whole new story O:! But idk which one ima post yet... -thinks hard- -smoke comes out of ears- this is a toughy... -starts to pace and talks to self-
Shirogane: Well then, while Fallen is being Fallen.. please do review, because reviews will make Fallen much more willing to write more and get this story up faster :D.
Akira: Please please please review! I can't stand Fallen's whining anymo- *gets hit with a rock*
Me: Can it Akira :O! But reviews would be amazing to keep the creativity going :D. I have this wholeee super speicial awesome idea on where i wanna take this story, b.c it's not even half done yet my friends ;D.
But the main thing is to read and enjoy! :D
(But reviews are also important tooooo! :D)
Enjoy *hearts*
"Now that… was amazing." Akira said in content as he landed on a nearby branch. His feet dangling from the branch.
Shirogane was floating mid-air in front of him, "I'd have to agree with you on that. I haven't flown like that in a long time."
Akira looked at him skeptically, "Don't tell me Ryuko, my brother, has so much of an effect on you that he'd stop you from such an amazing feeling as flying."
Shirogane felt too ashamed, letting himself get toyed around with a kid. He faced the other direction, a red tint on his face, "And what if he does? What I do is my own business."
Akira flew closer to Shirogane and forced the snow white man to look at him, "Not really, I mean… obviously my brother is messing with you far more than he should if he's your ex. So don't worry about him."
"Akira-kun," Shirogane's tone was dead serious, "you have no idea what the situation between me and Ryuko is. But it amazes me how calm you are speaking your brother's name so freely, if at the first mention of his name you ran away screaming." Akira cringed slightly at the memory, "So let's just leave the matter alone."
Akira remained motionless for a while before smirking, "You know… one day you'll find someone who can fill in that void. And maybe… that someone is me." Shirogane was caught off guard, making Akira's smirk widen. "I think I'm going to fly around the island some more, I'll catch you later back at our room." With that he flew off into the distance.
Shirogane let out a heavy sigh as he rested on one of the branches. 'Ryuko… is that guy really your brother? How the hell could you two be related…?' There was just too many things going on for Shirogane, even he couldn't handle them all himself. 'I need to get my mind off of things… a distraction would work.' he gazed up at the sky above him, unfortunately for him it was a clear day. He pouted, "Well… since there aren't any clouds, might as well make them."
Shirogane plucked a white feather from his wings and threw it up into the air. It flew up in lightning fast pace before coming to a complete stop in the middle of the sky.
"Now then," he closed his eyes and blocked out the world around him. In his mind, everything was black and white except for that one single feather. "By the will of the Muse, I command you to make me clouds." then he opened his eyes and gazed up at the feather, "Cloudo" The silver feather evaporated and in a split second the feather exploded and from it clouds of every shape appeared in the sky. Shirogane gave a smile of content, "That one looks like a puppy."
+Lyrica: Magic is a wonderful thing.+
Akira arrived at his dorm in the evening. The events of the day was still giving Akira an adrenaline rush. He just couldn't sit still, he could still feel his wings on his back, even though they were gone now he still had their reassuring memory.
"I've never felt anything like this before. It makes me want to… play my violin." and that's exactly what he did. He dug up his violin and gently placed it on the bed. His finger began to the trace the faint lines of the violin. Akira and his violin had a great history between them, after all he did get it from his brother.
The brother who ripped him out bit by bit.
The brother who completely tore down Akira's heavily guarded defenses.
His fingers shook as his nerves became unending. 'Snap out of it Akira, what happened in the past happened in the past.' he grabbed the handle of the violin in one hand and grabbed the bow in his other hand. He exited out of his dorm room and made his way upstairs too the roof. Of course, he could have always flied up there but he didn't know whether he could activate his blood without Shirogane's kiss yet. So he decided it would be better if he went to the roof the long way.
He looked around the vast rooftop of the academy. Even though he wasn't in his Guardian form he could still see all the magical creatures flying around going on as if humans weren't just walking around only a few feet below them.
"Alright Akira… let's give em a show." Even with his cocky attitude, his fingers were trembling badly. Slowly he took a deep breath and released it into the air. Slowly he moved the bow over the strings effortlessly, and as he played the most beautiful of music filled the air. The people below, and the silent creatures above had to stop and listen to the music that was being produced, but then the music changed into a darker, more intense tone.
His hidden emotions were slipping in through the music. They always had a way of creeping into the strings and out through the sounds he created.
His feelings of:
Pain
Abandonment
Fear
Anger
Hurt…
They all found a way to come out, no matter what he played. Maybe his brother was right,
Music would always tie them together by the strings of his violin.
When he hit a sour note he cringed, growled, and sighed. Then he placed the violin down as gently as he could and began to fiddle with the bow, trying to stop his mind from traveling back to past memories. But now he understood.
That as long as he had the ability to play his violin, he could never let go of the past.
He gazed up at the sky and allowed himself to give into the memories that were desperately clawing at him.
+Lyrica: A couple of years ago+
+Akira's POV.+
In my mind, it was like I was sitting through a movie of my childhood. A movie I couldn't just get up from the chair and leave from, no… I had to sit through this one. The scene that was flashing on the screen was of our family trip to the lake… our last family trip.
Our parents were sitting under their normal spot, this humongous cherry blossom tree that seemed to be in bloom all year round. My family was pretty well off with my father being a world famous conductor, and my mother being a world class violinist they get millions of dollars just sitting at our kitchen table (when they're actually there.) Both me and my brother were expected to follow in the family footsteps which wasn't too hard for us, because the world already sees us as the Nikaido Brothers… but that's another story.
As usual, whenever we came to the lake, my parents took their regular spot under the shade of the cherry blossoms. It wasn't even the right time of year for them, but they were always in bloom here. As for me and my brother we were at the gazebo that overlooked the lake. When the sun hit the water just right, you could see little sparkles, almost like diamonds. As a kid I was always mesmerized, but not as mesmerized as I was when I listened to my brother play.
My brother had this strange… gift. He could always put his emotions into music, no matter what he was feeling. When he's happy, he'll play the most… happiest of tunes that could lift even lift the most depressed of people up. When he's sad, he'll play the most depressing music you'll ever hear, that it'll make you cry. He was just that amazing.
Ryuko smiled at me, as he saw me twirling and dancing around the gazebo, my innocence was at it's peek when I saw that smile on my brother's face. "Oni-chan!" my little self cried out, stopping in the middle of the gazebo.
"Yes Aki-chan?" that was my nickname that Ryuko always called me. He also liked the terms, pipsqueak, little man, AkiBerry (yeah don't ask me where he got that one.) and so many more. But after a lot of tears, a lot of complaining, and a lot of being sent to his room, he finally decided to just call me Aki-chan.
"Play that song for me." I grinned dreamily.
My brother smiled slightly, his emerald eyes full of amusement, "And which song would that be Aki-chan? There are so many."
The little me pouted, "You know which song!" and got into my stance. My right arm outstretched like he was holding a violin, and my left arm held as if I was holding a bow.
Ryuko chuckled, "Alright alright." the music filled the air, and was carried through the wind blowing through the trees. It caused the animals to stop their noise and listen, the people to admire in awe. And the creatures of the shadows to stop and wait.
By now, I guess I realized that what happened this day wasn't a dream made up by an eight year old with an addiction to sugary cereals. What happened this day was real and painful. But, like I said, I was innocent back then. I didn't know that a smile could hide a hundred words, and that in the shadows… you can find your worst nightmares.
The sky turned a dark hazy purple and the sun instantly changed to a blackened moon. The wind began to howl, and I swore I could have heard screaming coming from it all. The cherry blossom trees began to wilt, as the leaves turned from a pale pink to an ugly brown.
My brothers music was changing too. Not the happy up beat tone, but a darker one. Full of suspense and caution. It was like he was waiting for something to happen, like… he could sense something, and he was trying to warn me through the music.
The waves crashed against the gazebo, causing it to shake. I stopped dancing and looked towards my brother for help, but he was too consumed with the music. It got darker and darker, and with every note my heart beat went thump, thump, thump. I was literally and truly scared.
The little me looked across the shore to spot our parents, but they weren't there any more. All that was left was mom's frilly pink umbrella. Now I was really frightened. I looked left and right for my parents, but all i saw was a thin trail of blood that started from where my parents were last as the shadows kepton approaching, it sucked all the color and beauty away from whatever it touched. I ran up to my brother and gripped the side of his jacket. My little body was shaking in fear as the shadows came closer and closer.
"O-Onii-chan?" the little me whimpered, "What's going on? Where's mommy and daddy?" but he didn't answer. The only response I got was the opening of his new scarlet red eyes. In those eyes I could see malice, hate, and lust of blood. I was downright scared at what my brother was becoming in front of me, and the increasing shadows didn't help ease my fear. So I huddled up in a corner, shaking in fear, knowing that my time has come.
That's when I felt something cold and tentacle like grip my leg. I screeched and cried as the contact burned away at my skin and make it bleed. I glanced up at my brother for help, but he was still so engrossed in his music.
The creatures with their scythe like hands crawled onto the gazebo. Their soulless red eyes glaring at us as they hissed and snapped ready to attack. All the time my brother's horrible, deranged music filled the air. I could hear my heartbeat going out of control, but somehow it managed to follow along with my brother's playing.
The creature lunged at me, it's scythe like hands ready to pierce me. "ONII-CHAN!"
My brother smirked, and his violin and bow changed into two swords. The metal was as red as my brother's eyes, and the handle was as black as night. My brother's outfit changed too; with a long black flowing coat, that held white ribbons all around the arms. Ryuko had done a complete metamorphosis. While I however was still hurdled up in the corner. Even from the safe distance of my mind that I was viewing this all in, the fear still gripped my throat. My hand subconsciously found its way to my throat as I gulped. I knew what was going to happen next.
"Insolent creatures, you dare to interrupt my vacation." my brother's tone was as cold as ice, "Go back to the shadows from whence you came!" he sliced the air with his sword and yelled, "Destroy! My music! Destroy the shadows!" the same song that my brother played, whipped through the air and sliced the creatures into oblivion. He chuckled to himself, "Weaklings." as he licked the blood from the blades.
I cringed as I heard his footsteps come closer to me. He kneeled down in front of me, and caressed my face. I literally felt repulsed and scared, I could still feel that now. Because the person that was staring at me wasn't my brother… but a monster.
But for some reason… I wasn't that surprised. It was like… I knew there was this deeper, darker part to my brother that he hid so well underneath the surface.
The monster that was my brother smirked, "Scared Aki-chan?" my body shook in fear as a response, "Don't be scared, Onii-chan took all the bad monsters away." I couldn't respond, how could I? For an eight year old who just lost their parents, and saw their own brother kill in cold blood I would have to be pretty freaked out at the moment. "Aki-chan-"
"-DON'T TOUCH ME!" I screamed and slapped away his hand. My brother's face was shocked, but only for a moment.
His face turned into a wicked smirk, "Now you've gone and made me very angry Aki-chan." he whispered into the base of my neck, "I don't know what I'll do know…" His teeth turned pointed and fang-like as the pierced my skin.
My blood curdling screams rang across the area, as the moon turned into the color of blood.
+End of dream like state+
+MY POV.+
Akira woke up in beads of sweat. His palms were shaking and his heartbeat was going out of control. He gazed up towards the sky, taking quick breathes trying to slow down his heart rate, 'It's scarier every time I see it…' he thought.
White strands fell from the sky and lightly brushed the top of Akira's nose. He brushed them away with the back of his hand but they still kept on falling. He got irritated and yanked on the strands. Causing something to yelp in pain.
Akira gazed up, staring face to face to a Shirogane in pain.
"Ow, ow, ow. Akira-kun did you have to pull that hard?" he gently took the strands of hair out of Akira's grip. That's when Akira realized what was going on. Somehow, someway he ended up with his head resting on Shirogane's lap.
The brunette growled and quickly sat up. Wasn't really a good idea though because dizziness rushed over him. Forcing him to rest his head back on Shirogane's lap. The man chuckled and started to run his fingers through the brunette's hair, which for some reason; Akira just let him do it.
"Why are you here?" the brunette's voice was full of suspicion which he didn't even bother to hide.
Shirogane cringed, "Well I did text you before I came up here."
"Eh?" Akira sat up and dug through his pocket and took out his cell phone. He slid the screen up and indeed there was a text from Shirogane. 'Guess my phone was on vibrate.' he put the cell back into his packet.
Shirogane pouted, "Aren't you going to check it?"
"No need you're already here." he laid his head back onto Shirogane's lap, while Shirogane resumed with his hair stroking. Akira had to admit… it felt pretty good.
The snow white man couldn't help but chuckle, "You are truly something else Akira-kun."
"So I've been told. Anyway, how'd you find me? I don't remember telling you I was roof."
"You didn't have to." he answered with a smile, "Your blood called out to me."
"My… blood?" Akira scowled a little, "You're telling me my blood has it's own telephone line when it can just ring you up when it wants? Oh god… this is starting to sound like a bad vampire fanfic."
Shirogane gave him an incredulous look, "Akira… I don't even want to know where that even came from." the brunette shrugged and Shirogane continued, "But you're kind of right about your blood. You see… when we kissed, we connected. Not officially, but enough for your Guardian Blood to send out a distress signal."
"I don't remember being in any distress." the brunette growled.
"Oh really? Then explain to me that when I found you were screaming out: 'Onii-chan! Don't touch me! Get away!'"
Akira cringed a little, he didn't know that he was screaming out in his sleep. 'Smooth Akira… real smooth.'
The movement of Shirogane's fingers were soft, and smooth as it worked it's way through Akira's scalp. But for a little, Akira thought he could feel tension in those fingers.
"Is everything okay…?" there was genuine compassion in that voice. But… Akira wasn't the type of person to just let people in so easily about his past.
He gave a small smile, "Yup everything's a-okay." Shirogane just stared at him for awhile. Searching those emerald eyes for a real answer but shrugged it off and continued his finger work. "So," Akira began to ask, "Why did you want me anyway?"
There was a light tinge of red on Shirogane's face, "I forgot to mention something. This Saturday is the Lyrica Ball."
"Lyrica…Ball? Wow you people have quite the imagination."
Shirogane slightly scowled, "Hey, I didn't make up the name. Anyway, the Lyrica Ball is a huge event that starts off with a festival where everyone is allowed to participate. During the festival, people use that time to ask someone to the ball. So… I'm warning you in advance, some of the girls here can be very," he put the tip of his finger to his chin, "what's the word I'm looking for… persuasive." he finished with a smile.
"Why do I suddenly get a chill from this?" Akira sighed, "Alright so I'll put on some anti-girl spray and enjoy the festival." he abruptly got up and headed for the door, "Is that all you were going to say?"
Shirogane just shook his head so Akira took it as his chance to leave. But just before he was about to open the door Shirogane stopped him, "Wait!"
"Hmm?" Akira turned around. The wind blowing his brunette hair and his emerald eyes sparkling.
Shirogane's blushed increased, "N-Nothing. Nevermind." Akira just stared at him for awhile, before turning around and heading downstairs. Shirogane let out a heavy sigh as he pushed his bangs back with his hand, "That Akira… he should know I can tell when he's lying." he gripped onto the fabric of his shirt, "And now I can't even ask him."
