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Chapter 4
Kamui didn't like the
situation. They were crimpled. They were a predater who had had an injured leg.
The Chi no Ryu dealt a powerful blow, a blow that could have won them the war
between the Ten no Ryu and the Chi no Ryu. He turned his head toward the window.
It was raining, lightly hammering the plane of glass. Droplets crawled across
the cold surface. Kamui sighed. Yuzuriha was in the middle of it. The other Ten
no Ryus couldn't help her, he couldn't help her. Did he lose her as a friend?
Maybe more? He slammed his fist through the glass, shattering it in pieces. It
sliced through the air like shrapnel, bouncing off the corners of the kitchen
to the onlookers from across the room.
Kamui stared at his hand. Those hands had
betrayed his feelings, damn those hands. " Kamui, buddy are you ok?" Sorata
inched closer to the Ten no Ryu.
"I'm fine." Kamui glared, shielding
himself with his unemotional mask.
"We all are worried about her… I'm…
worried about her too." Arashi fought for the comment to come out.
" It's surprising that she didn't even
say goodbye before she left for Mitsumine Shrine. Its unlike her, just to run
off without a single kawiee farewell, or an innocent comment, or a pass of her
pookies or…"
"Sorata…" Arashi cut in with a glare that
dung through his eyes and explored his mind.
"Ooops! I trailed off. Where would I be
without you, nee-chan!" Sorata blushed, waving his hand lazily at her.
"Sorat…" Arashi shockingly whispered,
having a tint of red blooming on her cheeks. As quickly as it started, she
returned to her placid appearance and brushed Sorata away.
"Even in a tragedy, your so cruel to me!
You don't want TWO Ten no Ryus with a broken heart do you?!" As soon as Sorata
babbled those words, he regretted it.
" Shut up before I shut you up
permanently." Kamui greeted through his teeth.
Sorata sidestepped casually to Arashi's
side. Kamui had been behaving rather strangely since Yuzuriha's tragedy. Sorata
had tried to talk with Kamui and to have him release his inner turmoils but it
hadn't worked. What ever he kept in his heart, it would stay there like all his
emotions with Kotori's death. " What do you mean she left to Mitsumine Shrine?"
Arashi cut through his thoughts.
She had
finished cleaning the glass and was covering the broken window with a kitchen
tablecloth.
"Her grandmother came to see her a couple
of days ago." Kamui silently stated. His face was his unemotional mask. Arashi
who was rasing her own mask eyed him at his level.
"How did her grandmother get her out of
the hospital so soon? She was in an unstable condition…she lost her Inugami."
Arashi then quickly turned to Sorata. Her
black hair flew in the air, leaving strands on her creamy skin. She eyes Sorata
with her sparkling eyes. He blushed leaving her speechless. "Well once you get
yourself all settled down I'll tell you." Sorata crossed his arms, leaving
Arashi full of frustration.
" Now nee-chan, aren't you forgetting
that we are dealing with the master of Mitsumine shrine. What ever happens to
Yuzuriha she will deal with it, and she will not care whom she steps on. She is
an ancient one, like my ancient priest at home on Mt Koya and yours at Ise
Shrine. People respect them so much that they will obey their every wish. It's
obvious that Yuzuriha can really only be saved or helped by her grandmother and
what ever lays in Mitsumine shrine. It is shrouded in mystery, I don't even
know what they do there. All I know is that Yuzuriha needed her and Mitsumine,
and she so she left. Grandmother Nekoi probably lied to them to get her out of
the hospital…I wonder what lie she cooked up? Maybe she said …"
"Sora!"
"Nee-chan!! You said my nickname! Oh I
knew you had me in a corner of that little heart of yours." Sorata squalled
leaving Arashi speechless.
"…"
"………"
Arashi was so embarrassed. Kamui now
stared at her and Sorata was all over her. That Koya priest had her all in a
knot. Her heart started to warm up…. The part that always acked when she was
near the priest. She was unprotected; her emotional barrier was rammed through
and broken. She was left speechless and started to feel weak. At that moment
her instincts rushed to her, and she did want she knew best, and the method
that usually got her praise for being an emotional shell. She batted him off
and slowly walked away, letting all her stress leave her finger tips as they
relaxed from their fists.
"Nee-chan! Nooo!" Sorata reached for her
and started to walk back empty handed as usual.
Before Sorata left the room he turned
back to the gaping Kamui and gave him a wink and a thumbs up, then with that he
turned sharply on his heel and turned away, leaving Kamui wondering. His
thoughts soon swam back to Yuzuriha. He had found her at the hospital, all
battered up. It just occurred to him when Arashi acknowledged the fact that she
was more in the dark then Sorata. He had always thought that she knew more
about Yuzuriha. His thoughts swam to a disturbing subject. He looked at the
broken window through the wet sheets. They draped lazily over the frame, as the
rain lightly trickled from its fabric. " If Arashi is clueless about Yuzuriha's
tragedy then…"
Kamui gingerly touched the wet sheets
letting the moisture seep through his skin. " She couldn't have been the one to
save her…"
He slowly draped the sheets over the frame
to catch a glimpse of the cream watercolour mesh sky above him. "Then…"
"Who did?"
* * *
She laid there, looking at the ceiling.
It had silky pine laced over the suspending columns. It all smelled like
nature, like she was in the forest. She slowly laced her figures through her
silk black hair, running its length between her figures. The room was plain,
nothing to take notice. It was made for that, to not take away your attention.
It was the meditation room. Yuzuriha laid on her back in a big black, silk
caution. Its fabric was so fine that she felt like she was flying. She could
barely detect the fibers touching her clammy skin. They were black so that it
wouldn't stand out. It was like they weren't there, like a shadow. The room was
dark, except for a light-burning candle in the other end of the room. It lite
the small area around it revealing the plain wall. It was slabs of pinewood,
graciously standing upright to the sky.
Yuzuriha laid back onto her back and
stared. She had been meditating for a while, but still she could not get the
memories out of her mind. She couldn't get Inuki out of her mind and the other
person, the man.
***Drip
drip
Yuzuriha slowly closed her eyes.
***
Walking
She couldn't help it.
***Drip
drip
She hadn't
slept.
***
She was walking.
Sleep was
inescapable.
***Walking
through the city.
She didn't want to sleep.
***Walking
on top of rough, intertwining rubble.
She feared
sleep.
***She
stared down…
***
It wasn't rubble…
First was the numbness.
***
They were bodies
Then nothing.
***
She couldn't stop walking; it was like a string pulling her. They all had
faces. Men, women and… children. Blood was everywhere; it polluted the
atmosphere with its ironic sweat. She kept on, stepping on their faces, pulled
herself off of children, kneeing their hearts. The city was gone, all rubble.
Water filled the streets, muggy water. She couldn't see her reflection.
Drip
drip
The horizon was musky, but she could
still smell it.
Drip
drip
Death
Drip
drip
She crawled, feeling of crunching between
bone to bone, feeling their lifeless bones scrap their raw muscle, their ripped
limps.
Drip
drip
It started to rain
Drip
drip
It didn't feel refreshing
Drip
drip
It was sticky
Drip
drip
It smelled horrible
Drip
drip
She looked at her hands to see red.
Drip
drip
The rain
Drip
drip
It was.
Drip
drip
Blood
Drip
drip
She could still hear the faint dripping
in the distance, up ahead of her. She wanted to scream
Drip
drip
It was stuck in her thoughts. She wanted
to run, to hide but she kept on
Drip
drip
On the bodies that piled ahead of her.
Drip
drip
They all looked like steps… steps to the
dripping.
Drip
drip drip
She felt closer
Drip
drip drip drip
Oh my god she was close
Drip
drip drip drip drip
She reached the end, she could see the
horizon.
Drip
She saw nothing
Drip
It landed on her forehead.
Drip
Splashing on her face like a wave,
trickling down her rough, sticky face, lapping between her lips.
Drip
drip
She wanted o look up
Drip
drip
Did she want to?
Drip
drip drip
Slowly she looked up
Drip
drip drip drip
Her eyes widened
Crackle
crackle
Inuki was there on a light post, his gray
hair was all torn and stained with blood, and his jaw was crunched under his
skull. His belly was ripped apart and ripped with a ribbon of shinning blood.
His eyes were pleading but without life.
His paw reached for her.
Crackle
crackle
He was moving
Crackle
crackle
But he was supposed to be dead…
Crackle
crackle
Yuzuriha slowly rose to her feet.
Crackle
crackle
"Inuki..?"
crackle
crackle
"Are you alive?"
crackle
crackle
She tried to get to him, slowly, then
more urgently
Crackle
crackle
Reaching for him
Crackle
crackle
Touching his course fur
Crackle
crackle
"You have to be alive! I'll get help!"
crackle
crackle
He started to move faster
crackle
crackle
Abnormally fast
crackle
crackle
Too fast
crackle
crackle
Jerking movements
crackle
crackle
Lifeless movements…
CRACKLE
CRACKLE
He exploded in ribbons of blood, fur
disappearing under the red. Cables lashed out between the folds of blood and
flesh. A million of them, all at her. Sprouting from his body, they wiped at
her, embedding themselves in her flesh. She could feel the ripping of her skin.
The hot feeling of her blood seeping out of her body. The cables buzzing in
her.
She jerked onto the floor. Five cables
impaled her. Their metallic surface catching shivers onto her cold skin. She
couldn't breath. She looked up to catch Inuki's impaled remnants sliding
gracefully to her, over the cables. Her eyes widened as his body fell on top of
her. She closed her eyes. The feeling of his course fur onto her skin caused
her to shiver. She could feel every hair on his body. She felt something wet
and opened her eyes to see the head of Inuki, dripping with red, having his
eyes staring right at her.
"NNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!"
Yuzuriha bloodily screeched, causing her
scream to slam through the walls of the shrine.
To be continued
Sorry for the whole horror thing, I kind of
got carried away! Wow that scene was harsh… *_* Inuki exploding. I know. I'm a
big fan of Inuki so Its hard writing like this…
Also about the whole Kamui and Yuzuriha,
I saw that clamp made many pics of just the two of them, so I wanted to add
that in. Yes it is a Kusanagi and Yuzuriha fic don't worry. Also I did add
alittle Sorata/Arashi but this fic isn't about them ( not even alittle), it
just makes the fic more interesting, yuzu/kus is no. 1!!!! ^_^