Disclaimer: not mine.
AN:OMG IF YOU DO NOT LIKE WHAT I SAID ABOUT NAKAGO OR TAMAHOME OR ANYTHING AND YOU ARE A **shudder** suboshi hater, then WHY even BOTHER to READ THIS FIC?!??!NO ONE LIKES FLAMES!!!!!! Too bad if your favorite character seemed evil or bad, its just how I think and if you dun like it, then go read another fic. No need to make this author feel bad or nothin.
Chapter 6: Alone...
By:fire demoness
**first person view**
I rode to the top of a hill, overlooking my old homeland. So peaceful- looking. From first sight, no one would have even THOUGHT that a rampage and mass murder had gone through here.
"Woah..."
My horse stopped walking off and I petted it mindlessly. What was aniki doing now? Does he remember? My blondish hair got into my eyes and I brushed them away from tear-filled eyes. So this is how it feels to be alone in the world. Here, even now, some part of me refused to accept the fact that my brother, who had been there for me for all of my life, was indeed, dead. The word sounded cold and empty in my mind and I shivered. The air around here was warm and windy. I decided to stay for awhile. It just felt like home. The palace never had that homely feel to it, no matter how much I tried to make it work. Maybe, just MAYBE, aniki would come here. Who knows?
The mare trotted over to me and I rode down the hill to my old home. It was there all right. A little schorched, but in time, it would look wonderful again. What was I going to do? Stay here? Leave? Should I? no. this was not the time to think about these things. I was tired and tomorrow would be a new day. I went inside, pushing cobwebs out of my way and my feet picking up swirls of dust. Maybe under a tree would be better, I thought as dust got into my mouth. My horse was still outside, giving me a look as if to say" I knew it."
"Oh be quiet you."
I muttered as I led it to a tree. It would do for tonight. Tomorrow, I would set out to look for aniki. He just COULDN'T be dead. Someone would know. I yawned as the mare set its head against my shoulder. Eventually, we both fell into a deep sleep, ignorant to the dangers ahead.
**Amiboshi(yay!what!? I LIKE flute-boy!)**
Kaika woke up abruptly. It was that dream again. The one where he was in an alley, with a young boy that looked like him. The little boy kept calling him aniki and asking him where their parents were.
"I don't know, it'll be alright. Don't worry..."
he had said in the dream. Why did it seem so familiar? Kaika looked around his surroundings. It was his home alright. But, WAS it his home? Did he have another home somewhere? Wait. Where did he get such a strange idea? His bare feet touched the cold floor as he went by his parents' room. His father snorted but then all was quiet again. Kaika walked to the door and went outside to the chilly fall night.
"What do you want from me seiyruu? Why do you give me these dreams!?"
Kaika yelled to the wind.a whisper of the wind swept past him, blowing with it some words.
"(italics) All shall be revealed soon... my warrior."
Warrior? He was a warrior? Kaika just stared at the blank night, the moon shining brightly. He was entranced by it and almost jumped 5 feet when he felt a hand on his shoulder. It was his dad.
"dad.you scared me."
His father didn't say a word, but just hugged him. Kaika hugged him back, confused. His dad is looking at the moon. Kaika can only make out a whisper.
"Don't take him away from me..."
**Seiyruu**
I have done all I can for them. Now it is up to fate to decide. Amiboshi is still unwiling to remember. That is all that is blocking them. I sighed. it was time to plead with Taiitsukan once more. More of those sdisgusting Nyan nyans. Being a god wasn't easy.
AN:OMG IF YOU DO NOT LIKE WHAT I SAID ABOUT NAKAGO OR TAMAHOME OR ANYTHING AND YOU ARE A **shudder** suboshi hater, then WHY even BOTHER to READ THIS FIC?!??!NO ONE LIKES FLAMES!!!!!! Too bad if your favorite character seemed evil or bad, its just how I think and if you dun like it, then go read another fic. No need to make this author feel bad or nothin.
Chapter 6: Alone...
By:fire demoness
**first person view**
I rode to the top of a hill, overlooking my old homeland. So peaceful- looking. From first sight, no one would have even THOUGHT that a rampage and mass murder had gone through here.
"Woah..."
My horse stopped walking off and I petted it mindlessly. What was aniki doing now? Does he remember? My blondish hair got into my eyes and I brushed them away from tear-filled eyes. So this is how it feels to be alone in the world. Here, even now, some part of me refused to accept the fact that my brother, who had been there for me for all of my life, was indeed, dead. The word sounded cold and empty in my mind and I shivered. The air around here was warm and windy. I decided to stay for awhile. It just felt like home. The palace never had that homely feel to it, no matter how much I tried to make it work. Maybe, just MAYBE, aniki would come here. Who knows?
The mare trotted over to me and I rode down the hill to my old home. It was there all right. A little schorched, but in time, it would look wonderful again. What was I going to do? Stay here? Leave? Should I? no. this was not the time to think about these things. I was tired and tomorrow would be a new day. I went inside, pushing cobwebs out of my way and my feet picking up swirls of dust. Maybe under a tree would be better, I thought as dust got into my mouth. My horse was still outside, giving me a look as if to say" I knew it."
"Oh be quiet you."
I muttered as I led it to a tree. It would do for tonight. Tomorrow, I would set out to look for aniki. He just COULDN'T be dead. Someone would know. I yawned as the mare set its head against my shoulder. Eventually, we both fell into a deep sleep, ignorant to the dangers ahead.
**Amiboshi(yay!what!? I LIKE flute-boy!)**
Kaika woke up abruptly. It was that dream again. The one where he was in an alley, with a young boy that looked like him. The little boy kept calling him aniki and asking him where their parents were.
"I don't know, it'll be alright. Don't worry..."
he had said in the dream. Why did it seem so familiar? Kaika looked around his surroundings. It was his home alright. But, WAS it his home? Did he have another home somewhere? Wait. Where did he get such a strange idea? His bare feet touched the cold floor as he went by his parents' room. His father snorted but then all was quiet again. Kaika walked to the door and went outside to the chilly fall night.
"What do you want from me seiyruu? Why do you give me these dreams!?"
Kaika yelled to the wind.a whisper of the wind swept past him, blowing with it some words.
"(italics) All shall be revealed soon... my warrior."
Warrior? He was a warrior? Kaika just stared at the blank night, the moon shining brightly. He was entranced by it and almost jumped 5 feet when he felt a hand on his shoulder. It was his dad.
"dad.you scared me."
His father didn't say a word, but just hugged him. Kaika hugged him back, confused. His dad is looking at the moon. Kaika can only make out a whisper.
"Don't take him away from me..."
**Seiyruu**
I have done all I can for them. Now it is up to fate to decide. Amiboshi is still unwiling to remember. That is all that is blocking them. I sighed. it was time to plead with Taiitsukan once more. More of those sdisgusting Nyan nyans. Being a god wasn't easy.
