Disclaimer: I don't own anyone from Flame of Recca. Wish I did though. What
about getting Raiha, Fuuko, Mikagami, Saicho, Kaoru and Ganko for me this
Christmas? ^_^
Note: thanks to all for the reviews! I'm sorry if this fic is coming slow but I just dunno how to put my thoughts in words. Gomen nasai! ^_^ to clare: YAY! EXAMS ARE 'O'-VER! I'm putting Tokiya in for u so u better appreciate it.
Raiha listened intently but there was nothing save the waves and the seagulls. He sighed and relaxed. Your imagination is working overtime, he chided himself. He gazed at Fuuko's face and heard her rhythmic breathing, realizing that she had fallen asleep. A new fear gripped his heart as the terrible thought crossed his mind that each time she slept, she might not wake up. Frustration boiled up in him and he wanted to yell, but restrained himself so as not to wake her. Calm down, he ordered himself. He let out his breath and it came out slowly, shakily. He thought of all the battles he had fought. He had had no qualms about finishing off his opponents in one swift blow. Yet here he was wishing for anything to save Fuuko's life. It was ironic, he thought, one who is skilled in the art of bringing death is suddenly afraid of it.
He thought about those he had fought with under Kurei, under Kouran Mori. Mori! He funded research in the scientific field didn't he? Maybe he could ask him for help, although Raiha wasn't sure of the prospects since he had left Mori to be with Fuuko. Raiha's resolution wavered. Fuuko's coughing broke into his thoughts.
"Are you okay?" He asked urgently as the coughs wracked her suddenly frail body.
"I'm (cough) fine," she gasped a little and tried to smile to reassure Raiha. "Really."
Raiha wasn't one who cried easily, hardened as he was, but tears sprung unbidden to his eyes. He quickly tried to blink them away. Even now, Fuuko was so brave and so stubborn, not wanting others to worry about her. He brushed the hair away from her forehead and gently drew her into his arms. A new determination charged his soul as he made the decision to save her, whatever it took.
~*~
That night, after making sure that Fuuko was comfortable in bed, Raiha informed Recca of his plans.
"I'll try Kouran Mori. I don't see any other way, as of now."
Recca looked at Raiha questioningly. Much as he admired Raiha's determination, he was worried. There was no knowing what that sneaky old man would do. Yanagi voiced his thoughts in the next moment.
"Raiha, are you sure it will be safe?" She hoped that Raiha wasn't taking any unnecessary risks.
"I'll be fine," Raiha nodded.
"I'll go with you," a voice said. Surprised, Raiha turned around. Tokiya stood in the corner, leaning against the wall, dressed impeccably in a white jacket and navy pants.
"Oi! Can you at least tell us when you come in? You don't have to scare us like this!" Recca was miffed. That man always acted like he owned the world. Tokiya ignored Recca, as usual. Raiha raised his eyebrows. Tokiya never struck him as one who bothered about the "monkeys".
"I just want to make sure that nothing happens," Tokiya added in the same nonchalant tone. Yanagi smiled. Fuuko would have a field day poking fun at him if she knew. She sighed.
"What's the matter, hi-me?" Recca asked.
"Oh, nothing. Just a little worried. Raiha, go ahead, I'll looked after Fuuko," Yanagi answered. Raiha nodded, then turned to Tokiya.
"It's better if I go alone. He might not be happy to see you," Raiha said. Tokiya glanced at Raiha briefly.
"I'll wait outside in case anything crops up."
"Okay. Yanagi," Raiha's eyes softened. "Take care of Fuuko." Yanagi smiled.
"Don't worry about her."
A sniffing sound interrupted them. They turned to see Domon trying to hold in his tears.
"Ey, Domon, why are you crying? Fuuko would laugh if she knew," Recca reached over and placed his hand on Domon's shoulder.
"It's just that I feel like I can't do anything to help."
"Protect her." Raiha said, then got up. "Let's go."
Tokiya walked out of the door, followed by Raiha. The moonlight shone on the two of them, illuminating the colours of their hair. They look alike from the back, Yanagi mused. Both walked straight and tall, with an air of confidence culled from the knowledge that they were the masters of their craft. She turned and looked at her "uncultured" ninja and smiled affectionately as he tried to comfort Domon.
"Ey, Domon, I wonder how that tomboy managed to get Raiha so concerned for her," Recca wondered out loud. Domon punched Recca.
"Don't you dare insult my dear Fuuko!"
"Ok, ok! Don't be so rough!"
Yanagi left the two of them on the sofa and made her way upstairs where Fuuko was sleeping.
~*~
(I'm sorry this chapter is so boring! I'll bring in something more exciting in the next ^_^ )
Note: thanks to all for the reviews! I'm sorry if this fic is coming slow but I just dunno how to put my thoughts in words. Gomen nasai! ^_^ to clare: YAY! EXAMS ARE 'O'-VER! I'm putting Tokiya in for u so u better appreciate it.
Raiha listened intently but there was nothing save the waves and the seagulls. He sighed and relaxed. Your imagination is working overtime, he chided himself. He gazed at Fuuko's face and heard her rhythmic breathing, realizing that she had fallen asleep. A new fear gripped his heart as the terrible thought crossed his mind that each time she slept, she might not wake up. Frustration boiled up in him and he wanted to yell, but restrained himself so as not to wake her. Calm down, he ordered himself. He let out his breath and it came out slowly, shakily. He thought of all the battles he had fought. He had had no qualms about finishing off his opponents in one swift blow. Yet here he was wishing for anything to save Fuuko's life. It was ironic, he thought, one who is skilled in the art of bringing death is suddenly afraid of it.
He thought about those he had fought with under Kurei, under Kouran Mori. Mori! He funded research in the scientific field didn't he? Maybe he could ask him for help, although Raiha wasn't sure of the prospects since he had left Mori to be with Fuuko. Raiha's resolution wavered. Fuuko's coughing broke into his thoughts.
"Are you okay?" He asked urgently as the coughs wracked her suddenly frail body.
"I'm (cough) fine," she gasped a little and tried to smile to reassure Raiha. "Really."
Raiha wasn't one who cried easily, hardened as he was, but tears sprung unbidden to his eyes. He quickly tried to blink them away. Even now, Fuuko was so brave and so stubborn, not wanting others to worry about her. He brushed the hair away from her forehead and gently drew her into his arms. A new determination charged his soul as he made the decision to save her, whatever it took.
~*~
That night, after making sure that Fuuko was comfortable in bed, Raiha informed Recca of his plans.
"I'll try Kouran Mori. I don't see any other way, as of now."
Recca looked at Raiha questioningly. Much as he admired Raiha's determination, he was worried. There was no knowing what that sneaky old man would do. Yanagi voiced his thoughts in the next moment.
"Raiha, are you sure it will be safe?" She hoped that Raiha wasn't taking any unnecessary risks.
"I'll be fine," Raiha nodded.
"I'll go with you," a voice said. Surprised, Raiha turned around. Tokiya stood in the corner, leaning against the wall, dressed impeccably in a white jacket and navy pants.
"Oi! Can you at least tell us when you come in? You don't have to scare us like this!" Recca was miffed. That man always acted like he owned the world. Tokiya ignored Recca, as usual. Raiha raised his eyebrows. Tokiya never struck him as one who bothered about the "monkeys".
"I just want to make sure that nothing happens," Tokiya added in the same nonchalant tone. Yanagi smiled. Fuuko would have a field day poking fun at him if she knew. She sighed.
"What's the matter, hi-me?" Recca asked.
"Oh, nothing. Just a little worried. Raiha, go ahead, I'll looked after Fuuko," Yanagi answered. Raiha nodded, then turned to Tokiya.
"It's better if I go alone. He might not be happy to see you," Raiha said. Tokiya glanced at Raiha briefly.
"I'll wait outside in case anything crops up."
"Okay. Yanagi," Raiha's eyes softened. "Take care of Fuuko." Yanagi smiled.
"Don't worry about her."
A sniffing sound interrupted them. They turned to see Domon trying to hold in his tears.
"Ey, Domon, why are you crying? Fuuko would laugh if she knew," Recca reached over and placed his hand on Domon's shoulder.
"It's just that I feel like I can't do anything to help."
"Protect her." Raiha said, then got up. "Let's go."
Tokiya walked out of the door, followed by Raiha. The moonlight shone on the two of them, illuminating the colours of their hair. They look alike from the back, Yanagi mused. Both walked straight and tall, with an air of confidence culled from the knowledge that they were the masters of their craft. She turned and looked at her "uncultured" ninja and smiled affectionately as he tried to comfort Domon.
"Ey, Domon, I wonder how that tomboy managed to get Raiha so concerned for her," Recca wondered out loud. Domon punched Recca.
"Don't you dare insult my dear Fuuko!"
"Ok, ok! Don't be so rough!"
Yanagi left the two of them on the sofa and made her way upstairs where Fuuko was sleeping.
~*~
(I'm sorry this chapter is so boring! I'll bring in something more exciting in the next ^_^ )
