Disclaimer: I don't own X-1999, Clamp owns it
This chapter is for Paulina, for wanting me to continue, and Xandra, for being a great beta-reader.
Bonds of Destiny: Chapter7
Yuzuki walked slowly to Tokyo Tower. Every single step seemed to take more power than she had left. Her vision was blurry and she weaved about, too dizzy to walk straight.
"That little chat with the Sakurazukamori took more of my strength than I had expected," she thought to herself. "There is nothing left of my psychic abilities now. I can't even sense the presence of the others anymore."
Yuzuki grew more worried as she dragged herself forward. Her legs felt like jelly. "I'd better hurry and get to back to the tower, so my powers can be restored," she told herself.
However she was too drained to move any faster. All she could do was limp along pathetically. She caught herself as she stumbled for what appeared to be the thousandth time, cursing softly under her breath at her weakness. No strength. Yuzuki was forced to lean against a wall to keep standing.
At Tokyo Tower, Fuuma waited patiently. He knew that the mysterious new player would return to this place eventually. As he stood there, he pondered on a question: why did that person do this every night?
Fuuma shrugged. "No matter what I won't let anyone interfere in my little game with Kamui," he thought. His eyes gleamed dangerously and a threatening smile curved his lips as he contemplated on just what he would do to anyone who dared to get between him and Kamui.
Unsuspectingly, Yuzuki weakly climbed up the stairs to the top of the tower. She was breathing heavily and could barely see anything. Her vision was wavering too much.
At the top, she summoned the last bit of the strength that she possessed to crawl to the nearest wall. There she collapsed, eyes sliding shut in total exhaustion.
Only to open them again in shock, when she felt two strong hands touched her shoulders menacingly. The grip hurt, but the cry that broke from her lips was more from pure shock and dismay than pain.
"Who's there?" She exclaimed.
Yuzuki's thoughts were racing about in panic. "I can't sense anyone. Damn the Sakurazukamori! I'm as good as helpless here!"
Fuuma smiled, amused. He had noticed her weakness and took the advantage it gave him. He could sense her fear as she came to the realization that she was helpless.
"How can she have the power to change destiny? This weak little girl? I cannot believe it, but I will make sure she stays away from my Kamui," Fuuma told himself.
Aloud he asked, "What are you doing here, little girl?" His voice was cold but not threatening. Not yet.
Yuzuki suppressed a shiver. But then she took a hold of herself. "I may be helpless right now, but he won't kill me. He can't, because I don't 'wish' for it. And he doesn't know a thing about me. No, he only wants to know what my intentions are, I am sure. Stay calm, play along!" She thought to herself.
Aloud she answered with a steady voice, "Enjoying the view. Doesn't it look great at night, Tokyo?"
Fuuma smiled satisfied. Finally someone who didn't flinch at the mere fact of his presence. "If you say so. Don't you feel well?"
Yuzuki needed all her willpower to avoid shivering like a scared little child. This was a dangerous game she was playing. And she had to play it well or else she would get hurt, badly. "Thanks, I will be fine, " she said nonchalantly.
Inwardly she begged silently. "Please, don't let him look at me. I can't work a spell right now. If he does, he will see that I am very similar to Kamui."
Fuuma intensified the pressure on her shoulders. "Don't interfere with me. I don't care what you do as long as you stay away from Kamui. Understood?" He warned.
"Understood, I won't get near him," Yuzuki whispered. She was afraid that if he continued pressing for much longer, she was going to black out from the pain.
Fuuma smirked, and released her. He knew she wouldn't dare to contact or even help his Kamui now.
Yuzuki breathed a sigh of relief. She could feel him gloating as he left. Pain shot through her shoulders when she stood up. Tears ran down her cheeks, but despite it all she smiled. It was an incredibably sad smile. Slowly Yuzuki allowed the Kekkai's energy to restore her powers.
"When I contact Kamui you won't have the chance to hurt me, Angel, because then I will not exist anymore," she whispered softly to the wind.
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So, how do you like this chapter? Did I live up to your expectations? Please leave a review and tell me!
The next chapter will be about cute Kamui-kun again(.and if it is about Kamui, Subaru won't miss either, ne?).
This chapter is for Paulina, for wanting me to continue, and Xandra, for being a great beta-reader.
Bonds of Destiny: Chapter7
Yuzuki walked slowly to Tokyo Tower. Every single step seemed to take more power than she had left. Her vision was blurry and she weaved about, too dizzy to walk straight.
"That little chat with the Sakurazukamori took more of my strength than I had expected," she thought to herself. "There is nothing left of my psychic abilities now. I can't even sense the presence of the others anymore."
Yuzuki grew more worried as she dragged herself forward. Her legs felt like jelly. "I'd better hurry and get to back to the tower, so my powers can be restored," she told herself.
However she was too drained to move any faster. All she could do was limp along pathetically. She caught herself as she stumbled for what appeared to be the thousandth time, cursing softly under her breath at her weakness. No strength. Yuzuki was forced to lean against a wall to keep standing.
At Tokyo Tower, Fuuma waited patiently. He knew that the mysterious new player would return to this place eventually. As he stood there, he pondered on a question: why did that person do this every night?
Fuuma shrugged. "No matter what I won't let anyone interfere in my little game with Kamui," he thought. His eyes gleamed dangerously and a threatening smile curved his lips as he contemplated on just what he would do to anyone who dared to get between him and Kamui.
Unsuspectingly, Yuzuki weakly climbed up the stairs to the top of the tower. She was breathing heavily and could barely see anything. Her vision was wavering too much.
At the top, she summoned the last bit of the strength that she possessed to crawl to the nearest wall. There she collapsed, eyes sliding shut in total exhaustion.
Only to open them again in shock, when she felt two strong hands touched her shoulders menacingly. The grip hurt, but the cry that broke from her lips was more from pure shock and dismay than pain.
"Who's there?" She exclaimed.
Yuzuki's thoughts were racing about in panic. "I can't sense anyone. Damn the Sakurazukamori! I'm as good as helpless here!"
Fuuma smiled, amused. He had noticed her weakness and took the advantage it gave him. He could sense her fear as she came to the realization that she was helpless.
"How can she have the power to change destiny? This weak little girl? I cannot believe it, but I will make sure she stays away from my Kamui," Fuuma told himself.
Aloud he asked, "What are you doing here, little girl?" His voice was cold but not threatening. Not yet.
Yuzuki suppressed a shiver. But then she took a hold of herself. "I may be helpless right now, but he won't kill me. He can't, because I don't 'wish' for it. And he doesn't know a thing about me. No, he only wants to know what my intentions are, I am sure. Stay calm, play along!" She thought to herself.
Aloud she answered with a steady voice, "Enjoying the view. Doesn't it look great at night, Tokyo?"
Fuuma smiled satisfied. Finally someone who didn't flinch at the mere fact of his presence. "If you say so. Don't you feel well?"
Yuzuki needed all her willpower to avoid shivering like a scared little child. This was a dangerous game she was playing. And she had to play it well or else she would get hurt, badly. "Thanks, I will be fine, " she said nonchalantly.
Inwardly she begged silently. "Please, don't let him look at me. I can't work a spell right now. If he does, he will see that I am very similar to Kamui."
Fuuma intensified the pressure on her shoulders. "Don't interfere with me. I don't care what you do as long as you stay away from Kamui. Understood?" He warned.
"Understood, I won't get near him," Yuzuki whispered. She was afraid that if he continued pressing for much longer, she was going to black out from the pain.
Fuuma smirked, and released her. He knew she wouldn't dare to contact or even help his Kamui now.
Yuzuki breathed a sigh of relief. She could feel him gloating as he left. Pain shot through her shoulders when she stood up. Tears ran down her cheeks, but despite it all she smiled. It was an incredibably sad smile. Slowly Yuzuki allowed the Kekkai's energy to restore her powers.
"When I contact Kamui you won't have the chance to hurt me, Angel, because then I will not exist anymore," she whispered softly to the wind.
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So, how do you like this chapter? Did I live up to your expectations? Please leave a review and tell me!
The next chapter will be about cute Kamui-kun again(.and if it is about Kamui, Subaru won't miss either, ne?).