They say that when a person dies, a crow carries their soul to the
afterlife.
But if that soul carried so much sadness and regret, so much devotion,
he would return on the wings of death's messenger, to set the wrong things right..
Ranma ½
He felt someone stroking his face.
His eyes slowly opened to the blur which surrounded. He blinked several times to clear both his eyes and his mind, because where he was he could not possibly be. He was surrounded by flowers, thousands of them, of every color and size imaginable, all sitting beneath a perfect blue sky. Birds chirped
as they flew overhead, white doves, he noticed. He couldn't help but smile and close his eyes as he felt the hand graze his face again, so loving and warm..
"So, you're finally awake."
His eyes snapped open, his body involunterilly rolling to right himself. His heart started to quicken as he stared into her large, brown eyes, disbelieving what was in front of him. His vision blurred, slightly, as tears started rolling unheeded down his cheeks. She reached over, gently brushing away his tears with her small hand. "Real men don't cry," she said with a smile. He always loved her smile. He grabbed her hand, holding it to his face gently. His blue eyes drooped shut.
"Please, tell me you're real." His voice came out softly, nearly a whisper. "I'm real," she said, leaning closer to him. He looked down at her smiling face, rubbing his forearm unceremoniously across his face. She patted his cheek gently. "Baka." she joked, looking as if she could cry herself. "Kawaiikune tomboy." He said. Their voices cracked gently as they chuckled, and for a minute it seemed as everything was right in the world. Until, however, her chuckles made way for sobs, and her sobs made way for tears. She threw herself on him, holding him tightly, as if he'd disappear if she would only let go. He held her as she cried, smiling to spite himself.
"You wouldn't believe how long I've wanted you to do that." he whispered in her ear. She slowly withdrew from him, gazing into his eyes. He leaned down to her, gently caressing her lips with his own. She didn't resist, gently kissing him back. She held onto his silk shirt, rubbing her hands over his back as he slowly massaged her backside. They withdrew, however; she placed her head against his shoulder, breathing his spicey scent in. They sat that way for a long while, content in just being in one another's arms.
A sound, like a bullhorn, finally broke their silence. His eyes seemed to be drawn to the sky as another flock of doves swooped overhead. Their expanse of white was contrasted by a single strand of dark. It dropped gently to the ground before him. He looked at the bird questioningly when it cawwed again. She withdrew from his arms, turning to stare directly at the bird. It looked the girl firmly in the eye, and she nodded as tears streamed down her face.
"What, what is it? It's just a bird, it's not going to--" He was cut off as she turned and stood. "You have to leave me," she whispered, wracked with sobs. She turned from him. "What..?" he asked, blinking. The bird cawwed again. His eyes snapped back to it, and suddenly, he understood.
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"This time you won't escape me." The glow of chi energy danced around the man's fingers. The girl looked up at him with pure malice on her face. "I swear it, you'll pay for killing her.. I'll come back for you, just you watch!" she yelled, but with no effect. The chi slammed into her body, forcing her deeper and deeper into the bedrock, until it exploded - and she knew no more.
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She turned and ran from him, great sobs punctuated by sniffs. He stood to run in one swift motion, his arm reached out to her, a tear streaking down his face. His mouth hang open, heaving for air. He looked to the sky; black thunder clouds slowly rolled overhead. He blinked, looking down at the ground to see the flowers bloom and die in one spectacular second, then wither and become nothing but a barren wasteland the next. The crow took flight, and with it his eyes as he followed it across the sky.
"Alright! Take me, ya stupid bird!" He screamed. He turned to where the girl had left him, and gazed at the landscape.
"I'll come back to you, Akane. I swear it."
And with that, Ranma Saotome walked slowly to destiny.
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How was it? I like criticism, just no flames. This is my first fanfic (and my first lemon), so go easy.
But if that soul carried so much sadness and regret, so much devotion,
he would return on the wings of death's messenger, to set the wrong things right..
Ranma ½
He felt someone stroking his face.
His eyes slowly opened to the blur which surrounded. He blinked several times to clear both his eyes and his mind, because where he was he could not possibly be. He was surrounded by flowers, thousands of them, of every color and size imaginable, all sitting beneath a perfect blue sky. Birds chirped
as they flew overhead, white doves, he noticed. He couldn't help but smile and close his eyes as he felt the hand graze his face again, so loving and warm..
"So, you're finally awake."
His eyes snapped open, his body involunterilly rolling to right himself. His heart started to quicken as he stared into her large, brown eyes, disbelieving what was in front of him. His vision blurred, slightly, as tears started rolling unheeded down his cheeks. She reached over, gently brushing away his tears with her small hand. "Real men don't cry," she said with a smile. He always loved her smile. He grabbed her hand, holding it to his face gently. His blue eyes drooped shut.
"Please, tell me you're real." His voice came out softly, nearly a whisper. "I'm real," she said, leaning closer to him. He looked down at her smiling face, rubbing his forearm unceremoniously across his face. She patted his cheek gently. "Baka." she joked, looking as if she could cry herself. "Kawaiikune tomboy." He said. Their voices cracked gently as they chuckled, and for a minute it seemed as everything was right in the world. Until, however, her chuckles made way for sobs, and her sobs made way for tears. She threw herself on him, holding him tightly, as if he'd disappear if she would only let go. He held her as she cried, smiling to spite himself.
"You wouldn't believe how long I've wanted you to do that." he whispered in her ear. She slowly withdrew from him, gazing into his eyes. He leaned down to her, gently caressing her lips with his own. She didn't resist, gently kissing him back. She held onto his silk shirt, rubbing her hands over his back as he slowly massaged her backside. They withdrew, however; she placed her head against his shoulder, breathing his spicey scent in. They sat that way for a long while, content in just being in one another's arms.
A sound, like a bullhorn, finally broke their silence. His eyes seemed to be drawn to the sky as another flock of doves swooped overhead. Their expanse of white was contrasted by a single strand of dark. It dropped gently to the ground before him. He looked at the bird questioningly when it cawwed again. She withdrew from his arms, turning to stare directly at the bird. It looked the girl firmly in the eye, and she nodded as tears streamed down her face.
"What, what is it? It's just a bird, it's not going to--" He was cut off as she turned and stood. "You have to leave me," she whispered, wracked with sobs. She turned from him. "What..?" he asked, blinking. The bird cawwed again. His eyes snapped back to it, and suddenly, he understood.
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"This time you won't escape me." The glow of chi energy danced around the man's fingers. The girl looked up at him with pure malice on her face. "I swear it, you'll pay for killing her.. I'll come back for you, just you watch!" she yelled, but with no effect. The chi slammed into her body, forcing her deeper and deeper into the bedrock, until it exploded - and she knew no more.
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She turned and ran from him, great sobs punctuated by sniffs. He stood to run in one swift motion, his arm reached out to her, a tear streaking down his face. His mouth hang open, heaving for air. He looked to the sky; black thunder clouds slowly rolled overhead. He blinked, looking down at the ground to see the flowers bloom and die in one spectacular second, then wither and become nothing but a barren wasteland the next. The crow took flight, and with it his eyes as he followed it across the sky.
"Alright! Take me, ya stupid bird!" He screamed. He turned to where the girl had left him, and gazed at the landscape.
"I'll come back to you, Akane. I swear it."
And with that, Ranma Saotome walked slowly to destiny.
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How was it? I like criticism, just no flames. This is my first fanfic (and my first lemon), so go easy.