Possession.







Disclaimer: All characters featured in this fanfiction are not mine. =(

Yaoi. SenRu Coupling. Angst ahead. Death.



By: Issa issa_ynm@yahoo.com







Chapter two:







Saint Michael the Archangel, defend us in battle; be our defense against the wickedness and snares of the devil. May God rebuke him, we humbly pray. And do thou, O prince of the heavenly host, by the power of God thrust into hell Satan and all evil spirits who prowl about the world seeking the ruin of souls.

Amen







Kaede Rukawa sat on the bed, hugging both of his legs to his chest.

"Akira." The name was whispered in an achingly broken sob.

Rukawa tenderly stroked the ever smiling face imprinted on the photograph. It was taken on their celebration on being together for six months. Sendoh had dragged Rukawa to the beach that day. There, Sendoh showed him his treasured secret spot where he ran to when depressed and miserable. "Kae- chan, you have give me what this place had given me - strength and hope. However you give me sometime more. And that is – love. I love you Kaede."

"I love you too." Rukawa looked imploringly into the photograph. "I always wanted to tell you that. But I am a coward. I simply dare not say it in fear that you will leave me once I tell you that. I'm sorry Akira." His voice hitched as tears threatened to clog his throat.

Sendoh had been the perfect boyfriend. He was attentive to Rukawa's every needs and made it a point to walk Rukawa to school every morning though they were in different schools that were horribly far apart. Unlike others, Sendoh understood Rukawa. He did not pressurized Rukawa to socialize like the others had. Sendoh made Rukawa feel wanted, needed and loved. Everything was perfect in Rukawa's life until that accident that took away the most important thing in his life. A drunk driver had knocked down Sendoh. Sendoh slipped into coma for several days before his battered body broke down. At age 18, Sendoh Akira passed away.

"I haven't said those three words to you yet." Regret clenched painfully at his heart.

But now I am going to set things right." Rukawa's eyes hardened with determination. Rukawa placed the photograph carefully on the bedside table and got off his bed. Slipping his hands under the mattress, he drew out a flat cardboard that looked like a normal game board. He set the board on the middle of his bed and took a small wooden bowl from his drawer. Sitting cross legged on the bed, he placed both hands on the bowl.

"Spirits from the underworld. Guide me……….." He chanted the verse. A chill ran down his spine and he felt ghostly spidery fingers ghosting around his neck. Shaking his head, he bit his lip in an attempt to draw courage. 'Akira, help me. I want to see you and tell you that I love you.'

"…lead me to the netherworld…" An unseen force suddenly moved the bowl across the board. 'Oh my god. What devilry is this?' Rukawa's hands trembled. The evilness of his act struck him. When he had bought the ouiji board, the old lady at the shop had warned him that the board belongs to the Devil and only misfortune will befall on its players. He was desperate and disregarded the old lady's advice.

"Kae-chan, you have give me… strength and hope. I love you Kaede." Sendoh's voice echoed in his head. Akira, please let me draw upon your strength and give me hope. Rukawa gathered himself together.

'I cannot falter. This is the only way to reach Akira. I have to continue this.'











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Issa