Disclaimers: The characters are NOT owned by me, and are original creations
of CLAMP[ I do not hold the rights to them, and there isn't a point in
suing me at all, I don't own a cent.]
Author's Remarks: Clover's "ending" left me pretty unsatisfied and this is what I hope might happen after the time span of two years. Right now, I'm deciding on writing multiple chapters and this is just the first installment. It'll probably drag to several chapters, but as this is my first attempt at writing fanfiction of any sort, I'm a little apprehensive. Some details that are mentioned are made up by me and are in no way related to the actual manga. Comments and criticisms are welcome. But don't make them too harsh okay? Oh, and established writers out there, pleeeease feel free to drop some writing tips, cause I think I need them badly ^____^;
Glass Bird
Chapter One: The Dead and the Living
"We're here."
Foire slowly opened her eyes and looked up at the person who had spoken. She smiled gently and nodded. No other words were exchanged as Foire stepped out of the teleporting device, followed closely by the man who was with her. Outside the device, lined up in two straight rows, were armed soldiers.
One soldier stepped up and saluted at the both of them before introducing his purpose.
"I am here to escort General Kershwen and Miss Drei to the arranged suites. Follow me please."
And with that, the soldier gave a curt bow and turned to lead the way. As Foire walked down the line of soldiers, she began to take a closer observation of her surroundings. They were inside a tall, large, spacious building where the structures were made of polished black steel and fitted with clear glass, from which Foire could see beyond the building at the landscape below. The crowded city that bustled with activity, was familiar, yet not so at the same time to her. The building also reminded her distantly of the place of her captivity years before. Years long ago, back when she still wasn't Foire.
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"General Kershwen has arrived." Gingetsu informed the holographic panel of five generals sitting in front of him.
"Very well, the talks shall be held in the Council Hall tomorrow noon. You are dismissed." came the reply, as the Generals began pull away from the hologram one by one. As Gingetsu was about to stride out of the room, a soft commanding voice called for him to halt.
It was the only remaining general left, General Ko.
"How is Kazuhiko?"
"He's fine."
"Very well. Ever since he knew that Oruha was killed for befriending Suu…… he just sort of lost his purpose, didn't he?"
"……I believe so."
"He doesn't hate Suu, does he?"
"No. In fact, quite the contrary…. he misses her very much, I can tell."
General Ko gave a grim smile and said," Nothing much we can do about it then. She's gone."
Gingetsu paused for a moment, before replying. "Is she really?"
"……..you have reason to believe otherwise?"
"I don't know."
"She is dead."
"If you say so, then it must be true. If there isn't anything else, I'll take my leave now."
"You may go."
Gingetsu bowed and left.
General Ko stared after his retreating back and long after he could not be seen, she softly said, "But sometimes…..the dead returns to the world of the living."
But there is no one in the room to hear.
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"You know, if you keep doing that, your lungs will be tar-filled by the time
you're thirty-five."
Kazuhiko leaned back on the couch to look at the person speaking, a cigarette dangling between his lips.
"You don't have to worry about that. They already are, I bet." He grinned.
Ran rolled his eyes and gave an exasperated sigh and moved forward to set the tray of tea he was carrying from the kitchen onto the coffee table. It's been the third time that week that Kazuhiko had dropped by to look for Gingetsu, and all the trips had proven to be futile.Gingetsu's hardly ever comes home these days.
Kazuhiko, bored out his mind, began blowing smoke rings as he stared at the ceiling, trying to see which one actually made it to the ceiling before dissipating.
"If I find any of that ash on my couch, I'll kill you."
Kazuhiko straightened up and turned to see Gingetsu standing at the hallway and glaring at him through his visors. Though the visors obscured Gingetsu's eyes from the rest of the world, his "looks" always came through very well. Especially the menacing ones.
Sighing dramatically, Kazuhiko put up his palms in a mock gesture of surrender as he leaned forward to stub out his cigarette on the ashtray set on top of the coffee table.
Gingetsu moved to sit at the couch opposite Kazuhiko, and reached for the tea set on the coffee table.
"So, care to tell me what's been happening to make your life such a hectic one these days?" Kazuhiko asked as he settled back comfortably into the couch once more.
"General Kershwen and a few of his ambassadors from the Northern Territories have come down to negotiate about forming an alliance with us. It's a hushed matter, so not many people know about the affair."
Kazuhiko frowned. "An alliance? Whatever for?"
"The Southern Territories are mass producing weaponry and launching military satellites. Nobody knows why, and there's been a lot of speculation going on among the powers about a war starting."
"You're bloody kidding me."
"I don't kid."
Kazuhiko cursed softly muttered about the "world going crazy".
"Don't worry about it, they're only still speculations. For all you know, it may not even be true. Meanwhile, there's something I want to talk to you about."
Kazuhiko raised his eyebrows and looked at Gingetsu questioningly.Gingetsu reached a hand into his breast pocket and drew out a small picture. He handed the picture over to Kazuhiko. Kazuhiko stared at the picture and his expression changed from one of curiosity to pure shock.
"Where did you get this?!" he demanded harshly.
Gingetsu looked at Kazuhiko for a moment before he spoke.
"Her name is Foire Drei. She's one of the general's ambassadors. I tried looking up her particulars and there's nothing spectacular about my findings. But….she does remind you terribly of her doesn't she?"
Kazuhiko was silent as he continued to look at the picture held before him. It was the face that haunted his dreams frequently, only more mature. The green eyes that had stared at him innocently years before now stare at him again. A hybrid of feelings were churning inside him, making him unsure of what he was feeling exactly. He looked up at Gingetsu, confusion clouding his eyes.
"Gingetsu….if she's Suu…..if she's still alive….I want to see her. I don't know why, but I need to." Kazuhiko's voice was edged with desperation.
Gingetsu nodded a little. "I knew you would. I'll see what can be done, though I can't give you any guarantees. Plus….we are not even sure if she's Suu yet. You saw the destruction at the Fairy Park yourself."
Ran had stood listening to the conversation from the kitchen, and heard every word that was said. He slowly raised his hand to clutch at his shoulder where the clover mark was tattooed.
"It's about time, Suu."
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Foire stepped into the balcony of the suite she was staying at and looked at the
cityscape. She gave a soft sad smile, and whispered, "Soon….."
tbc
Author's Remarks: Clover's "ending" left me pretty unsatisfied and this is what I hope might happen after the time span of two years. Right now, I'm deciding on writing multiple chapters and this is just the first installment. It'll probably drag to several chapters, but as this is my first attempt at writing fanfiction of any sort, I'm a little apprehensive. Some details that are mentioned are made up by me and are in no way related to the actual manga. Comments and criticisms are welcome. But don't make them too harsh okay? Oh, and established writers out there, pleeeease feel free to drop some writing tips, cause I think I need them badly ^____^;
Glass Bird
Chapter One: The Dead and the Living
"We're here."
Foire slowly opened her eyes and looked up at the person who had spoken. She smiled gently and nodded. No other words were exchanged as Foire stepped out of the teleporting device, followed closely by the man who was with her. Outside the device, lined up in two straight rows, were armed soldiers.
One soldier stepped up and saluted at the both of them before introducing his purpose.
"I am here to escort General Kershwen and Miss Drei to the arranged suites. Follow me please."
And with that, the soldier gave a curt bow and turned to lead the way. As Foire walked down the line of soldiers, she began to take a closer observation of her surroundings. They were inside a tall, large, spacious building where the structures were made of polished black steel and fitted with clear glass, from which Foire could see beyond the building at the landscape below. The crowded city that bustled with activity, was familiar, yet not so at the same time to her. The building also reminded her distantly of the place of her captivity years before. Years long ago, back when she still wasn't Foire.
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"General Kershwen has arrived." Gingetsu informed the holographic panel of five generals sitting in front of him.
"Very well, the talks shall be held in the Council Hall tomorrow noon. You are dismissed." came the reply, as the Generals began pull away from the hologram one by one. As Gingetsu was about to stride out of the room, a soft commanding voice called for him to halt.
It was the only remaining general left, General Ko.
"How is Kazuhiko?"
"He's fine."
"Very well. Ever since he knew that Oruha was killed for befriending Suu…… he just sort of lost his purpose, didn't he?"
"……I believe so."
"He doesn't hate Suu, does he?"
"No. In fact, quite the contrary…. he misses her very much, I can tell."
General Ko gave a grim smile and said," Nothing much we can do about it then. She's gone."
Gingetsu paused for a moment, before replying. "Is she really?"
"……..you have reason to believe otherwise?"
"I don't know."
"She is dead."
"If you say so, then it must be true. If there isn't anything else, I'll take my leave now."
"You may go."
Gingetsu bowed and left.
General Ko stared after his retreating back and long after he could not be seen, she softly said, "But sometimes…..the dead returns to the world of the living."
But there is no one in the room to hear.
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"You know, if you keep doing that, your lungs will be tar-filled by the time
you're thirty-five."
Kazuhiko leaned back on the couch to look at the person speaking, a cigarette dangling between his lips.
"You don't have to worry about that. They already are, I bet." He grinned.
Ran rolled his eyes and gave an exasperated sigh and moved forward to set the tray of tea he was carrying from the kitchen onto the coffee table. It's been the third time that week that Kazuhiko had dropped by to look for Gingetsu, and all the trips had proven to be futile.Gingetsu's hardly ever comes home these days.
Kazuhiko, bored out his mind, began blowing smoke rings as he stared at the ceiling, trying to see which one actually made it to the ceiling before dissipating.
"If I find any of that ash on my couch, I'll kill you."
Kazuhiko straightened up and turned to see Gingetsu standing at the hallway and glaring at him through his visors. Though the visors obscured Gingetsu's eyes from the rest of the world, his "looks" always came through very well. Especially the menacing ones.
Sighing dramatically, Kazuhiko put up his palms in a mock gesture of surrender as he leaned forward to stub out his cigarette on the ashtray set on top of the coffee table.
Gingetsu moved to sit at the couch opposite Kazuhiko, and reached for the tea set on the coffee table.
"So, care to tell me what's been happening to make your life such a hectic one these days?" Kazuhiko asked as he settled back comfortably into the couch once more.
"General Kershwen and a few of his ambassadors from the Northern Territories have come down to negotiate about forming an alliance with us. It's a hushed matter, so not many people know about the affair."
Kazuhiko frowned. "An alliance? Whatever for?"
"The Southern Territories are mass producing weaponry and launching military satellites. Nobody knows why, and there's been a lot of speculation going on among the powers about a war starting."
"You're bloody kidding me."
"I don't kid."
Kazuhiko cursed softly muttered about the "world going crazy".
"Don't worry about it, they're only still speculations. For all you know, it may not even be true. Meanwhile, there's something I want to talk to you about."
Kazuhiko raised his eyebrows and looked at Gingetsu questioningly.Gingetsu reached a hand into his breast pocket and drew out a small picture. He handed the picture over to Kazuhiko. Kazuhiko stared at the picture and his expression changed from one of curiosity to pure shock.
"Where did you get this?!" he demanded harshly.
Gingetsu looked at Kazuhiko for a moment before he spoke.
"Her name is Foire Drei. She's one of the general's ambassadors. I tried looking up her particulars and there's nothing spectacular about my findings. But….she does remind you terribly of her doesn't she?"
Kazuhiko was silent as he continued to look at the picture held before him. It was the face that haunted his dreams frequently, only more mature. The green eyes that had stared at him innocently years before now stare at him again. A hybrid of feelings were churning inside him, making him unsure of what he was feeling exactly. He looked up at Gingetsu, confusion clouding his eyes.
"Gingetsu….if she's Suu…..if she's still alive….I want to see her. I don't know why, but I need to." Kazuhiko's voice was edged with desperation.
Gingetsu nodded a little. "I knew you would. I'll see what can be done, though I can't give you any guarantees. Plus….we are not even sure if she's Suu yet. You saw the destruction at the Fairy Park yourself."
Ran had stood listening to the conversation from the kitchen, and heard every word that was said. He slowly raised his hand to clutch at his shoulder where the clover mark was tattooed.
"It's about time, Suu."
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Foire stepped into the balcony of the suite she was staying at and looked at the
cityscape. She gave a soft sad smile, and whispered, "Soon….."
tbc