"Oh" I was stupified. I was by no means a genius nor a prodigy but I was a 23 year old and after unlocking my past -HoLYsHiT- memories, 10 years after my rebirth -that sounds so fictional- it has unfortunately reduced my vocubalary to this .
"Honestly, I would of had thought for you to be in hysterics and not act the age you physically are, which I must say isn't much" a silky voice drawled out.
"Are you calling me short!?" it slipped before I registered what I said -like the many other times- but its the first time I said it as me -as in me with the memories- my inner conflicts must have shown on my person as a small smirk formed at his face, not the evil kind he shows in the series but the childishly playful kind -unsuprisingly she didn't find it disturbing- Then what he said registered, "You knew" it came out more as an accusation then I intended it to be... but we were close, at least the me before my...what? amnesia? chibii self? lets just go with that for now.
"You know why I couldn't say anything" he said softly, all the while leisurely following my lead and ploping down on the armchair beside my bed and leant back, legs crossed, cheek resting on his fist with elbows against the Chair's arm and with his mouth curling into a familiar sly smirk.
I grumbled but otherwise stayed silent. I was curious after all, and asking him for something in free was like pulling a teeth, which as one could guess frustrated me to no end. I sighed. I had to know, this was serious after all.
"How" I asked bluntly.
"Hmm..how what, principessa~" he raised one brow minutely with that irritating coy smile of his. I couldn't help cringing, he called my chibii self that, with many other endearments, even though it touched me that she was someone he adored -which he would never outright say- considering his past, this time though I was sure he said that to disgruntle me.
"How and when did you realise my soul was reborn, was it the Hell ring?" because that was the only thing I could think of as of right now.
I didn't know what I was saying but my former self seemed to, my memories were a jumbled mess, I would have to sort through them later on, after all they were just there .floating . as if waiting to be organised, I withheld the urge to rub my temple from the upcoming headache.
He just shrugged noncommittally and continued staring -he had been doing for a while- I rolled my eyes from exasperation with a huff, then twitched at the sudden gleam in his eyes, but it faded just as fast. I eyed him sceptically as he shifted and quick as bolt pinched my cheeks -"gahh?!"- then returned to his former state, all the while smirking with a smug satisfaction as I rubbed my stinging cheeks with small hands and teary eyes.
"Well rest up, I'm sure you are tired from all of the happenstances of today" it was stifling for him. the sky flames. her enticingly tempting sky flames. that he had resisted until now -he ignored the faint sky threads already tightly coiled around his flames- he just couldn't betray this sky. she was naively innocent back then, now she is not. so he won't hold back anymore, but now's not the time.
Waiting had never felt more bitter for him.
"You are still the same" he unconsciously mumbled that out loud as he stood up to leave, so he was startled when her flames subconsciously curled around him. soothing his emotional flames. His flame stilled then purred in content as they nuzzled back into her's. Oh how the mighty have fallen. To a baby sky. with an old soul no less.
"Goodnight Dae" his gaze snapped to her's which he didn't even know was closed-
"It's Daemon, you are old enough to spell them, stop with such disgustingly mushy names" he chirped with a sickeningly sweet smile, followed by a rough musing of silver locks.
" But that's so mouthfull dae dae~" a tiny silevertte cried back pitifully while patting down her cowlick with such vigour he thought for moment that it would work only for it to be bounced back up.
" Did you finish your papers?" he inquired instead, as if he wasn't obsessively watching her innocent act, trying to capture his moment's with her in his mind. "Of course! when have I not?" she asked with a tilt of her head and a seemingly innocent wobbly smile, In 'her mind' she was an A grade liar. He deadpanned. She raised a brow at him as if daring him to say otherwise,
" Never you mind bella, let's go through them before your uncle starts questioning my teaching skills" he turned a blind eye to it, "wouldn't want him to find about your incompetence now do we, nano?" but not without even a little jab, he was nice like that. His lips twitched when he heard the resounding "Who are you calling a useless midget you allocco!?" high pitched screech.
"I thought you would drop that" he mused with soft eyes, "Didn't I? though that's because this is more easy ,you don't mind do you?" she retorted with an sly tilt of her lips and a wiggle of brows. He stifled a snort. She's the same alright.
5 years later_
Growing up was hard. The first time she was a little too close to breaking for her liking and when she thought that she found a stable ground at the least, life happened. Orrr more like death in her case.
Each night she would sort through her newfound memories -and wasn't that a weird thought- she would be forever thankful that her first memories were blurred out she really didn't want to experience infanthood a second time -and her childbirth, ESPECIALLY childbirth hrk!- but the downside to that was she didn't have any mental image for the woman who struggled to her last breath to give her child a chance at life. She always felt the simmering envy bubble at the thought that her former self was blissfully unaware of what her existence had cost. -sometimes, she felt the overwhelming need to prove that noNoNO she didn't take anyone's place, she had felt the void, the warmth(SaFEty)of the women's womb, shedidn't reallydidn't hoNesT!- she wasn't naive though, it could be a possibility but she can't always wallow in the past she had to focus on the present... or else she would be lost truly lost. It wasn't easy nor would it become easier later, what she could do was learn how to mask them beneath other thoughts, at the very bottom. The thought of taking an incoccent's place isn't something as easy to come in terms with as you read in fanfics -her concise wouldn't allow that- Daemon helped a lot though. He was there. Always lurking around. As a silent support. Not exactly treating me as he would to my chibii self, but still as someone to look out for. He's someone very endearing to me now.
She learned she was an orphan, she accepted that in stride. she didn't mind. it only helped with her situation -the confusion about her sudden change in habits(though he said it wasn't much, this was still khr. oh think about all the chaos)- the fact that she was a sky was an alarming surprise but nevertheless a welcomed one, that they were on the beginning of harmony just made it all the more nice -though he seemed a bit fidgety and reluctantly told her they can break it if she so wishes to. To which her soulfire vehemently latched onto his, snarling and seething. which ended with her dragging a thick blanket, pillows and parcelling him up from where he laid on the cold hardwood on winter. Flame drunk. she woke all curled up to him the next day- she learned her flames were quite sentient, she was aware of them from a young age but the only thing she was good at was the iron leash she had on them all the time -she made a promise- No one could sense her as an active sky.
The only thing she had difficulty in swallowing was the fact that, Kawahira was her only living relative. -she ignored the fact that she was an earthling too now- Kawahira, a.k.a checkerface/the man in iron. -she had a single Ironman actionfigure as child, hah this couldn't have been more cliche- .Most people would think of her as naive, but she always tried to avoid being biased and thus she almost always ended up liking the antagonist characters more. But with reason. And thus she came to the conclusion that she couldn't hate her only living relative ,she didn't appreciate his "small sacrifices are needed to avoid greater ones" but understood it on some level, but not to the point where she would snatch someone's free will. ..but she doesn't think she can choose the world over her loved ones (though its admittedly only 1 person now, maybe it would turn into 2 later), she was selfish like that. -again she ignored the fact that at the manga kawahira was all alone- She ain't no God nor a Giglio Nero, so she would be strong. strong and brave. To face the present and be the first one to face the danger when it comes before her family. - something primal purred from deep within her at that. chanting. protect.mine.MInE.mINe- a Sky, all accepting, all encompasssing, the home. A home protects what belongs to them.
And she won't be leashing her soulfire at all in the face of danger.
I stared blankly at the brightly lit. blinky, ok no it was just a glowing solid pacifier. the orange pacifier. My eyes followed Daemon as he paced back and froth, raking his slim fingers through his scalp then tugging on his dark blue turquoise hair, mumbling incoherently, as amusing it is to see this side of him, my attention was drawn back to the-wREtCheD- thing that I just can't seem to make it stay away from me -the first time I flushed it (ew, I know), then I threw it on a burning pit in a weaponsmith's shop, froze it then tried to crush it, asked Dae to Chuck it all the way to the other side of the world, followed by many others... all to no avail, it would be seen innocently wounded up around my neck the very next day.
I could understand his worry, it's already been a week, the first thing oji-san said after I got stuck with the blinky -Yes, I would be calling that wretched thing that- was "You broke your promise" with his usual monotonous voice, though what made me want to give him a hug was the devastating look in his eyes, he looked so done with life, he just upped and accepted it and that was- he looked...fragile, not the proud ice block of an uncle, I would take that uncle anyother day beside this one, he suddenly didn't seem too unapproachable, but the change was so quick that my brain shut down. I didn't know what to do, so I just wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him into me, I was worried that I crossed some line when he all but went rigid. right like a log, I waited, for anything but nothing happened, so I carded my fingers through his hair, and let small wisps of sky flames to wrap around him slowly, I didn't want to startle him.
He was still unresponsive, but I did feel a weight on my shoulder, he was leaning his head. It must be weird for him 'how long has it been since he had any physical contact?'
"It's alright...I don't mind" I whispered softly, - she really didn't, at least not about being a sacrifice for this and honestly she knows what's going to happen, she didn't like being dependent (and she would help them) but that's all there was to it, the last arc is already near and she didn't want to disrupt the plot but after that, well...l- as I did I also let some of my flames surround Dae, he was not right in the mind at the moment, his flames immediately latched onto her's, trying obsessively to coil around her flames as much as he could ..they were grieving, whimpering, snarling and seething all at once.
Flames, I learnt can convey a person's emotion deep from their soul. Sometimes they are opposite to their person, but they are still a part of them. They convey themselves freely, some more so than the others.
My soulfire was seething, it was angry and it wanted out, not at oji-san, never at family, she was more angry that they were at a standstill, they couldn't complete their set, it wasn't broken -neVeR- it was more as if it was paused. It wasn't just her flames, even she wanted a family, a lonesome sky has a rather sad life afterall.
"Are you sure about this mi cielo? you are still related to kawahira and I don't think they would turn a blind eye to that." he drawled out, but I knew that he was a tad bit worried. I huffed he asked it so many times in so many ways -cause that won't be Daemon if he went all mushy after bonding- that I eventually lost count, I fondly nuzzled my flames with his, the result was there alright, his shoulder loosened, face relaxed minutely and his thumb stopped fiddling with his ring- the only nervous tick he has and shows around me- it's been a week and 2 days since I became the ex- sky arcobalno, and 4 days since I bonded with Daemon, we are currently traveling to Japan, from here on I don't know any future and from here on my real journey in the khr universe begins.
Hah.. so... maybe I unintentionally made Daemon seem a tad bit too ooc, but not for long and he may act a bit ooc around his new family but that's about it.
This was made in a rush, I just want to jumpstart the story, the main story starts from next chapter.
Italian; allocco: oaf, nano: midget, mi Cielo: my sky.
I googled this up ,may not be right.
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