Title: Malice in Darkness
A/N: Hey!!! Yup! It's me again… with my… er… hopefully passable fic. Well, do read it anyway, and excuse… whatever mistakes you may find! Thanks!!!
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Chater1- A Dream…? Hell NO!
Rukawa suddenly sat upright on his bed, breathing heavily, sweat pouring out of him.
What the hell was that?
A cold blade of fear pierced through him as him mind wondered back to the place he had been few seconds ago. The darkness… and malice…
A dream?
Rukawa wasn't used to dreams. His sleeps were always peaceful and undisturbed. The concept of a dream in his sleep was so new… that he could hardly accept it.
He got up shakily, walking towards his window. Through the open window, he felt the cool wind blowing at his face, calming him a little. Then, lifting his head a little, he caught sight of the dark inky-black night sky. It was so terribly dark. Not a beam of light seemed to come from above. Not a star twinkled down. It reminded him strongly about his… dream.
Rukawa snatched his gaze away from the sky, turning it towards his clock- 3.25 A.M. Then something odd struck Rukawa with such force that he had to grab the window-still to keep himself steady. It was hardly possible… to hell with that! It was damn near impossible for him to be awake at 3 A.M and not feel sleepy!
He looked around him. With the light off, most of things in his room were shrouded with shadows, making the most harmless things appear tenaciously dangerous. He shuddered involuntarily.
Besides that… there was the silence… that was the other odd thing. He loved silence, but now, all he felt was, worry, and a little fear. There was a different quality in this silence. It was not normal silence one would hear in a modern country like Japan. It was more of a void. An abyss. Rukawa took several deep breaths, trying to regain his calm state, pushing illogical thoughts away from his mind.
A void that would soon be filled with malice… evil…
Rukawa shuddered, more violently this time. That idea, unbidden, inexplicable, crossed his mind, making him lose the placidness he had managed to gain.
A dream?
* * * * * * * *
Jin sat on his bed, wondering what the hell had happened in the past few minutes. It was a dream… it had to be one… but it seemed so different. It seemed to have a specific meaning, a specific… something.
'Jeez! What on Earth is wrong with me?'
It's pretty obvious what's wrong with you. A voice seemed to echo in his head, taunting him.
'Shut up! It was just a dream!' Jin muttered aloud, sinking his head onto his hands. And that was when he saw it.
There was a mark on his fourth finger of his right hand, exactly where he had placed the green-glowing ring. It was as if the carvings on the ring had been printed onto his finger.
'Exactly where the ring had been…' he whispered.
A dream? The voice taunted him again. He ignored it, forcing his mind to think back, to make some sense of this whole thing. But he couldn't remember if the ring had any carvings on it.
'Considering what happened, it would be weird if I actually did realized!' he muttered angrily. He took a deep breath, and walked towards the light switch. As soon light flooded into his room, lighting up the whole room, he picked up a magnified-glass that lay on the table, surrounded by his Science project. With it, he examined the markings on his finger, but he couldn't make it out. And for some reason or another, Jin felt as if the markings were written in a different language… but it had a meaning.
The wind blew softly, eerily emitting a soft, yet spine-tingling shriek.
What do you say now? The taunting voice asked.
What the hell happened in there? Jin's mind wondered, totally ignoring the voice.
What on Earth could have happened in there? In the darkness?
* * * * * * * *
Sakuragi clenched and unclenched his fist, trying to get his breathing under control. Sitting on the bed at three in the morning, he realized that he was feeling a little nervous, which seldom happened.
His mind whirled, trying to understand it. The dream was so vividly horrifying that his mind had troubles trying to work properly.
I was scared of… I'm actually scared of a… dream?
Images of the light, majestic light ran across his mind, bringing the wonderful placid feeling along with it. And yet, together with it, he saw… felt the darkness…
There was something out there!
The idea was so strong, sudden, sure and so damn terrifying. Whether it was true or not, the trepidation, the fear was still there. And to make it worse, Sakuragi felt that it was true, believed that it was. There was something out there, out there in the dark.
He felt a debilitating fear grip him. He plopped down on the bed, his strength leaving him. It was so damn illogical! So why was he feeling so weak with fear?
It was a DREAM! Nothing but that!
Trying to quell the primal fear that was blossoming in him, he pushed all the other illogical thoughts aside. He was a Tensai, yeah, but that didn't mean that he couldn't have any dreams.
'My dreams are more realistic. Yeah, that's it! A Tensai's dream is always different,' he said. He stood up, trying to gain his strength back.
And standing there, in the puddle of orange streetlight that slanted in through his window, Sakuragi knew, that for once, he couldn't believe what he told himself, even though it was about the 'genius' thingy.
* * * * * * * *
'RU- KA- WA!'
That was the first thing that greeted a-for-once-not-sleepy Rukawa. He ignored them, hoping that they would get bored and shut up. Usually, he couldn't care less, but today he felt different. He was more alert. Locking his bike, he walked to the first-year building.
The sun was creeping up, chasing the cold morning air away… and yet, Rukawa felt cold. The sun couldn't warm his heart up… couldn't warm him up.
'AHHHHHH! RUKAWA-KUN!'
Rukawa gritted his teeth. They were getting on his nerves. He knew that his anger would soon break through his normally cold and emotionless façade, and that had never happened since… he himself forgot when. He wasn't in the mood to have girls drooling over him at the moment.
'Ore wa tensai basketball…' the off-tune voice pierced through all the calls of his fanatic fans.
'Doa'ho,' he muttered, but the fact that Sakuragi was there yesterday… today morning, in the dream, didn't escape him. Suddenly, he shook his head violently, making his fans stare at him worryingly. He had enough thoughts about the dreams already! Pushing his thoughts away, he headed towards his class, and walked right into Sakuragi.
'Kitsune! Watch where you're going!' Sakuragi said pushing Rukawa away. All around them, Rukawa's fan-girls screamed curses at Sakuragi.
Everything is so normal…
Rukawa tried to slip back into his old self, his normal self, the way everything else was normal, and succeeded. The screams became fainter to him, and he shrugged nonchalantly.
'Doa'ho.'
'Nani?!' The red-head shouted at him, with his four side-kicks cheering him on.
'Go Hanamichi!!' However, all the female voices around them drowned their shouts. They cried loudly for Rukawa. Rukawa, on the other hand, ignored them all, including Sakuragi, which only made him angrier.
'Sakuragi-kun?' The tall redhead suddenly stopped in the midst of throwing a punch at Rukawa. A blush creeping up his cheeks, he turned towards the love of his life, walking towards them.
'Ah… Ha… Haruko-san!' he stammered. Rukawa stared unbelievingly at Sakuragi, wondering how the guy could be so stupidly straight and idiotically honest. With his limited vocab, he tried to find a word to provoke Sakuragi and yet at the same time tell him how stupid he was. After a while of thinking, he finally settled for…
'Yare, yare' Trying to shut all the noise out, he walked away, hands in his pocket. Sakuragi turned towards him, filled with anger, and lifted his right hand, palms out, showing Rukawa the five long fingers he had.
'Kitsune! Watch your mouth, or you'll have this mark on your face,' he growled.
How dare he make fun of this Tensai in front of my beloved Haruko?
Angry cries arouse from all the girls surrounding them. But Sakuragi ignored them, looking straight at Rukawa.
Rukawa eyes widen. Sakuragi was a little taken aback at the shock and fear the normally emotionless face held. But the look only passed through his face. It returned to its normal look in less then a second. Sakuragi blinked wondering whether that look really crossed his face.
'Doa'ho,' he said, yet again, walking away, leaving all the commotion behind him. After a while, when he felt that he was alone, safe, he extended his right palm, and looked at his forth finger, where he had placed the ring last night, in the uh… dream
It was there! The markings on Sakuragi's finger were on his too!
A dream?… Hell NO!
That was no dream!
A/N: Is it too short? I'm not that sure… well thanks for bearing through and reading the whole thing… I hope you enjoyed it!!! I know, I know, it sucks pretty bad… *sighs* Er… BTW, you could help me a lot by reviewing too! *grins* I don't mind flames!!!