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Rukuso
Not my Life, but the life of a survivor
~/the past : memories: thoughts/~
~*~
I woke up in my room, a warm towel on my forehead. No one seems to be in here with me, and I can hear noises from the dining room. The windows were closed and I can't see the sky outside. The room was dark.
What has happened? I don't remember a thing...
I fainted, was that it? Or have I..?
~/I was walking last night, only semi-conscious, a blank look on my face. I was remembering...the genocide. How everything came about, and the reason I lived...no, that's not entirely true. I'm not alive now.../~
I got out of bed, the damp cloth falling on the floor as I did. I didn't notice it, I silently made my way out of the room. I felt hot, burning. I must have a fever.
~/I'm not alive anymore, not really. This whole ordeal...why did the gods allow me to escape? Why didn't I just die? Why? So that I could avenge my tribe..? So what is my life for anyway? If I'm not allowed to live it..?/~
I walked slowly along the single corridor of the house, passing the rooms. The sounds in the dining room stopped, but they very soon resumed. I reached the door, opened it, and went out. No one noticed.
~/No, I musn't be selfish. I have to do this, to continue my quest. This life is a life I just stole from chance. This is not my life, the one I would have had had the Genei Ryodan not destroyed my future...this is the life of the single one who survived./~
The sky was dark purple, just before twilight. I guess I have been sleeping since last night and through the day...
~/But I have not chosen to live this life...have I?/~
I walked towards the woods...but why? My eyes searching for something...for what?
~*~
"Really! I'm sure I heard Kurapika get up!" Gon exclaimed at the dining room table, almost upsetting his glass of orange juice.
"Gon..." Leorio sighed exasperatedly.
"Are you sure, Gon?" Killua asked, taking a sip of his juice. He didn't hear it, but it might be because he was too focused on finishing this meal.
"I am!" Gon replied enthusiastically.
"Even if he is awake, he's not going anywhere, you know," Leorio said calmly. "I think he needs some time alone. If he needs anything, and is too weak to get it himself, he'll call us."
"I'm not sure..." Gon's voice trailed off.
"What's wrong?" Killua asked, finally taking his friend seriously.
"I just feel something's missing...I'll just check on him, onegai?" Gon pleaded.
"Oh, do as you want, but don't get angry with him if he tells you off, alright?" Leorio warned, waving a fork in the air for emphasis.
"Right!" And Gon jumped out of his seat, skidded to the door and run down the hall.
"I wonder what has got into him?" Leorio vaguely muttered.
"And what has got into Kurapika," Killua added. "Leorio, he really fainted?"
"Yeah, must have been the fever. It was as cold as ice-wind..." Leorio affirmed, then had second thoughts. "...to tell the truth though, he looked kind of odd last night, Killua, and he won't look at me no matter how hard I call him. His eyes were staring straight ahead, walking slowly, and he looked...lost."
"Hmm...maybe-" Killua started to reply, but was cut off by a shout from Gon.
"He's not here!"
"Gon, he might be at the comfort room or something," Leorio shouted back, but doubted what he said.
"I checked that first," Gon replied, reappearing at the door to the dining room. "He's not there either. Leorio, the door was slightly open, Kurapika went out!"
~*~
I'm within the woods now, everything is lit only by moonlight. Well, that really didn't matter, I can see clearly in these dark forests...I'm used to it.
~/The forest was just as dark that night. I wasn't afraid one bit, not with my swords in my hands. I waited for them, for my friends, but they never came. I drozed off, I didn't hear the screams, wasn't with them as they died./~
Deeper and deeper I go, still in my light, thoughtless state of mind, a hand clenching by my side, the other brushing away the locks of blonde that covers my vision. A large stone rock shaped something like a bench, appeared in front of me.
~/I could have stayed with them...I could have died with them...and not live this life that is not my own.../~
~End of Chapter 2 of Rukuso~
A/N: What do you think? *sigh* My dialer still won't connect! Now I've finished TW0 chapters already, can you believe it?!
Rukuso
Not my Life, but the life of a survivor
~/the past : memories: thoughts/~
~*~
I woke up in my room, a warm towel on my forehead. No one seems to be in here with me, and I can hear noises from the dining room. The windows were closed and I can't see the sky outside. The room was dark.
What has happened? I don't remember a thing...
I fainted, was that it? Or have I..?
~/I was walking last night, only semi-conscious, a blank look on my face. I was remembering...the genocide. How everything came about, and the reason I lived...no, that's not entirely true. I'm not alive now.../~
I got out of bed, the damp cloth falling on the floor as I did. I didn't notice it, I silently made my way out of the room. I felt hot, burning. I must have a fever.
~/I'm not alive anymore, not really. This whole ordeal...why did the gods allow me to escape? Why didn't I just die? Why? So that I could avenge my tribe..? So what is my life for anyway? If I'm not allowed to live it..?/~
I walked slowly along the single corridor of the house, passing the rooms. The sounds in the dining room stopped, but they very soon resumed. I reached the door, opened it, and went out. No one noticed.
~/No, I musn't be selfish. I have to do this, to continue my quest. This life is a life I just stole from chance. This is not my life, the one I would have had had the Genei Ryodan not destroyed my future...this is the life of the single one who survived./~
The sky was dark purple, just before twilight. I guess I have been sleeping since last night and through the day...
~/But I have not chosen to live this life...have I?/~
I walked towards the woods...but why? My eyes searching for something...for what?
~*~
"Really! I'm sure I heard Kurapika get up!" Gon exclaimed at the dining room table, almost upsetting his glass of orange juice.
"Gon..." Leorio sighed exasperatedly.
"Are you sure, Gon?" Killua asked, taking a sip of his juice. He didn't hear it, but it might be because he was too focused on finishing this meal.
"I am!" Gon replied enthusiastically.
"Even if he is awake, he's not going anywhere, you know," Leorio said calmly. "I think he needs some time alone. If he needs anything, and is too weak to get it himself, he'll call us."
"I'm not sure..." Gon's voice trailed off.
"What's wrong?" Killua asked, finally taking his friend seriously.
"I just feel something's missing...I'll just check on him, onegai?" Gon pleaded.
"Oh, do as you want, but don't get angry with him if he tells you off, alright?" Leorio warned, waving a fork in the air for emphasis.
"Right!" And Gon jumped out of his seat, skidded to the door and run down the hall.
"I wonder what has got into him?" Leorio vaguely muttered.
"And what has got into Kurapika," Killua added. "Leorio, he really fainted?"
"Yeah, must have been the fever. It was as cold as ice-wind..." Leorio affirmed, then had second thoughts. "...to tell the truth though, he looked kind of odd last night, Killua, and he won't look at me no matter how hard I call him. His eyes were staring straight ahead, walking slowly, and he looked...lost."
"Hmm...maybe-" Killua started to reply, but was cut off by a shout from Gon.
"He's not here!"
"Gon, he might be at the comfort room or something," Leorio shouted back, but doubted what he said.
"I checked that first," Gon replied, reappearing at the door to the dining room. "He's not there either. Leorio, the door was slightly open, Kurapika went out!"
~*~
I'm within the woods now, everything is lit only by moonlight. Well, that really didn't matter, I can see clearly in these dark forests...I'm used to it.
~/The forest was just as dark that night. I wasn't afraid one bit, not with my swords in my hands. I waited for them, for my friends, but they never came. I drozed off, I didn't hear the screams, wasn't with them as they died./~
Deeper and deeper I go, still in my light, thoughtless state of mind, a hand clenching by my side, the other brushing away the locks of blonde that covers my vision. A large stone rock shaped something like a bench, appeared in front of me.
~/I could have stayed with them...I could have died with them...and not live this life that is not my own.../~
~End of Chapter 2 of Rukuso~
A/N: What do you think? *sigh* My dialer still won't connect! Now I've finished TW0 chapters already, can you believe it?!