Soujiro felt the presence of someone he needs not trust in front of
his door. The presence was cold and unwelcome. The fear he felt was like
the ones he felt when he was young, having to pretend a different emotion
only because he did fear what was to come...
The stranger at his door was no stranger. The event that was to happen was no event. The fear he had felt was no fear, but the silence they've had was indeed silence...
THE WANDERER'S EYES
(Chapter 11: Drink and Die) [A/N: That's not my joke. My friend said it would be funny to put that in to make fun of the Drink and Drive theme. I don't drink and drive, so please don't accuse me of anything. I'm still 13.]
"Hello, Soujiro Seta." the figure greeted again.
Soujiro looked awkwardly at his visitor. He knew that person, only he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
"Hmmm... I don't think ickle Souji recognizes the witch he's been talking about all morning," she jeered "How tragic!"
"Kitsune," Soujiro muttered.
Kitsune smiled. She didn't look like herself then and the light seem to shine a little different on her. Her mauve violet hair was reddish in color, and her figure was thinner, yet still the... the... okay, I'll say it. She still had a sexy-hot shape.(A/N: I hate saying that.)
"Yes. What's the difference, hmm? Can you tell?"
"What h-happened to you?" Soujiro exclaimed bitterly. She was a prettier that what he had seen before. His heart pumped faster and faster. His eyes widened at her miraculous change.
She grinned, "Oh, this old thing? This is how Yuri would be if she was still alive. It's just sad she had a heart attack and her little darling does't even know. Isn' that so pitiful?" She suddenly laughed in a vile way. She was up to something not good.
"I just hope you won't stay like that for a long time. I think I figured out why you're so intent on defending the old must. She's rather-"
"What are you talking about? Who are you talking about?"
"Geez," she responded "I can't believe you still don't know who old must is. Nagi was her pal and they both might be confusing you. Aren't you so hazed."
Soujiro gulped. She was right on the most part. He was confused why Sai claims to be Soushi's sister when even Soushi states that Nagi was hs sister. Gyenryu too added to the onfusion. The facts in his head made him almost hurl. He had a collosal headache and he had to place his soft hands on his head.
"What's wrong?" Kitsune jeered "Is the little 'helper' sick? Aww... Poor animal."
"Why can't you just leave me alone. I was much better when you weren't here."
"Is that so? Well, I must say you aren't as good as I thought you were. I've heard so much about you. You were very gentle and warming. You welcome anyone with utmost respect. I see none of that in action here. Perhaps you've had too much of a dose of your own medicine, eh?"
Soujiro was irritated, "Tell me pne thing, who keeps telling you of these?"
Kitsune grinned with her eyes fixed at him with keen suspect, "I don't suppose you have any idea how I have Taro and Gyenryu in my web, do you?"
Soujiro shook his aching head, hoping it would go away and hoping that she'd go away with it.
Kitsune conceitedly roared "Well, you already know what a witch I am. That coward! He just can't stand an attractive woman! Anyway, Taro is under my wing at times he takes a step on the wood that lays this house. Gyenryu is mine, when he is out of his room..."
"Then he can't be yours at all," Soujiro detested "I've seen him, and I've an intuition that he never leaves his room no matter what. He just slumbers away-"
"In a deadly sleep. Yes, that is why he screams so much. Everytime he closes his eyes, the trauma of seeing people die before him appears. It is, after all, a burden he must carry for eternity. Don't you think so?"
"I have no clue whatsoever about your schemes or plans of tricking me. I've got my own piece of mind about you." Soujiro tried his best to stand up, but his left leg was weak. That made him feel even more agony. Every second he even dared to kick his feet to move, he felt a jerking movement, followed by a pain so harsh and unbearable he'd rather stay lying down.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Dear little fox, I've got something for you that'd ease the pain. Here, I've got you something really..."
Kitsune produced a small elixir. The liquid was dark green in color. Since the top of it was wide open, you can actually sniff the delicious scent. Soujiro liked the smell, but he was warned that Kitsune was a witch, a conjurer, and probably even a potions master.
"It's sweet and yummy." she offered.
Soujiro took another whiff of the scent, but he kept reminding himself what a witch she was, "I won't drink it. It could kill me, whatever that is!"
"It's only xanthochloride. It's just a brain enhancer? Don't you wish to be the smartest thing to ever live"
"I'd rather stay as my self, thank you." he politely disagreed.
"Here," she said. Then, she took a bag of purple powder and added it to the elixir. The smell was even better than before, and Soujiro's mouth began to water. It was light blue and bubbling, but that didn't stop his tongue from twitching.
"I've added cyanodoxy. Now, it's a muscle enhancer. You wouldn't tell me you want to stay as weak as you were before, eh?"
Soujiro was tempted. He was called weak, and that was one thing he didn't like being called. His nerves bulged and his temper rose, "WHO ARE YOU CALLING WEAK?! Give me that!"
He tried to swipe the elixir from her clutches, but she moved it, "Ah! You're not having any yet. I'm adding this-"
She sprinkled another bag of powder and the water stayed the same color. The odor was terrifying then. Soujiro lost his thirst, but couldn't stop thinking about the cyanodoxy.
"I'm not drinking that," he claimed "That's the one that'll kill me for sure. Why don't you drink it first, since you're so clever?"
Kitsune nodded, "Oh, alright."
She took large drink of the elixir and nothing bad happened. The elixir had now been cut in half and Suojiro regretted having her do such a task.
Soujiro sat on his knees, with the most pain he'd had for months, as if he was about to beg, "Please, let me finish it. Please..."
Kitsune smiled. She was passing the bottle to Soujiro and he immediately grabbed it. The taste was undefinable. It was sweet, yet not too sweet. It was bitter, yet not too bitter. It was also sour, yet not too sour. Soujiro didn't fell anything at all, but at the last second, he felt a jolt in his lungs. His eyes slowly closed, as his vision was blurry. All he could see was a quick flash of silver light and the words, "Sleep, sleep, my precious pig. You'll be back when her hands will dig. Sleep, sleep, my gracious love. Rise only when there's a white spot dove..."
The stranger at his door was no stranger. The event that was to happen was no event. The fear he had felt was no fear, but the silence they've had was indeed silence...
THE WANDERER'S EYES
(Chapter 11: Drink and Die) [A/N: That's not my joke. My friend said it would be funny to put that in to make fun of the Drink and Drive theme. I don't drink and drive, so please don't accuse me of anything. I'm still 13.]
"Hello, Soujiro Seta." the figure greeted again.
Soujiro looked awkwardly at his visitor. He knew that person, only he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
"Hmmm... I don't think ickle Souji recognizes the witch he's been talking about all morning," she jeered "How tragic!"
"Kitsune," Soujiro muttered.
Kitsune smiled. She didn't look like herself then and the light seem to shine a little different on her. Her mauve violet hair was reddish in color, and her figure was thinner, yet still the... the... okay, I'll say it. She still had a sexy-hot shape.(A/N: I hate saying that.)
"Yes. What's the difference, hmm? Can you tell?"
"What h-happened to you?" Soujiro exclaimed bitterly. She was a prettier that what he had seen before. His heart pumped faster and faster. His eyes widened at her miraculous change.
She grinned, "Oh, this old thing? This is how Yuri would be if she was still alive. It's just sad she had a heart attack and her little darling does't even know. Isn' that so pitiful?" She suddenly laughed in a vile way. She was up to something not good.
"I just hope you won't stay like that for a long time. I think I figured out why you're so intent on defending the old must. She's rather-"
"What are you talking about? Who are you talking about?"
"Geez," she responded "I can't believe you still don't know who old must is. Nagi was her pal and they both might be confusing you. Aren't you so hazed."
Soujiro gulped. She was right on the most part. He was confused why Sai claims to be Soushi's sister when even Soushi states that Nagi was hs sister. Gyenryu too added to the onfusion. The facts in his head made him almost hurl. He had a collosal headache and he had to place his soft hands on his head.
"What's wrong?" Kitsune jeered "Is the little 'helper' sick? Aww... Poor animal."
"Why can't you just leave me alone. I was much better when you weren't here."
"Is that so? Well, I must say you aren't as good as I thought you were. I've heard so much about you. You were very gentle and warming. You welcome anyone with utmost respect. I see none of that in action here. Perhaps you've had too much of a dose of your own medicine, eh?"
Soujiro was irritated, "Tell me pne thing, who keeps telling you of these?"
Kitsune grinned with her eyes fixed at him with keen suspect, "I don't suppose you have any idea how I have Taro and Gyenryu in my web, do you?"
Soujiro shook his aching head, hoping it would go away and hoping that she'd go away with it.
Kitsune conceitedly roared "Well, you already know what a witch I am. That coward! He just can't stand an attractive woman! Anyway, Taro is under my wing at times he takes a step on the wood that lays this house. Gyenryu is mine, when he is out of his room..."
"Then he can't be yours at all," Soujiro detested "I've seen him, and I've an intuition that he never leaves his room no matter what. He just slumbers away-"
"In a deadly sleep. Yes, that is why he screams so much. Everytime he closes his eyes, the trauma of seeing people die before him appears. It is, after all, a burden he must carry for eternity. Don't you think so?"
"I have no clue whatsoever about your schemes or plans of tricking me. I've got my own piece of mind about you." Soujiro tried his best to stand up, but his left leg was weak. That made him feel even more agony. Every second he even dared to kick his feet to move, he felt a jerking movement, followed by a pain so harsh and unbearable he'd rather stay lying down.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Dear little fox, I've got something for you that'd ease the pain. Here, I've got you something really..."
Kitsune produced a small elixir. The liquid was dark green in color. Since the top of it was wide open, you can actually sniff the delicious scent. Soujiro liked the smell, but he was warned that Kitsune was a witch, a conjurer, and probably even a potions master.
"It's sweet and yummy." she offered.
Soujiro took another whiff of the scent, but he kept reminding himself what a witch she was, "I won't drink it. It could kill me, whatever that is!"
"It's only xanthochloride. It's just a brain enhancer? Don't you wish to be the smartest thing to ever live"
"I'd rather stay as my self, thank you." he politely disagreed.
"Here," she said. Then, she took a bag of purple powder and added it to the elixir. The smell was even better than before, and Soujiro's mouth began to water. It was light blue and bubbling, but that didn't stop his tongue from twitching.
"I've added cyanodoxy. Now, it's a muscle enhancer. You wouldn't tell me you want to stay as weak as you were before, eh?"
Soujiro was tempted. He was called weak, and that was one thing he didn't like being called. His nerves bulged and his temper rose, "WHO ARE YOU CALLING WEAK?! Give me that!"
He tried to swipe the elixir from her clutches, but she moved it, "Ah! You're not having any yet. I'm adding this-"
She sprinkled another bag of powder and the water stayed the same color. The odor was terrifying then. Soujiro lost his thirst, but couldn't stop thinking about the cyanodoxy.
"I'm not drinking that," he claimed "That's the one that'll kill me for sure. Why don't you drink it first, since you're so clever?"
Kitsune nodded, "Oh, alright."
She took large drink of the elixir and nothing bad happened. The elixir had now been cut in half and Suojiro regretted having her do such a task.
Soujiro sat on his knees, with the most pain he'd had for months, as if he was about to beg, "Please, let me finish it. Please..."
Kitsune smiled. She was passing the bottle to Soujiro and he immediately grabbed it. The taste was undefinable. It was sweet, yet not too sweet. It was bitter, yet not too bitter. It was also sour, yet not too sour. Soujiro didn't fell anything at all, but at the last second, he felt a jolt in his lungs. His eyes slowly closed, as his vision was blurry. All he could see was a quick flash of silver light and the words, "Sleep, sleep, my precious pig. You'll be back when her hands will dig. Sleep, sleep, my gracious love. Rise only when there's a white spot dove..."