Journal- Ch 3
Disclaimer- blah, blah, don't own it... though my birthday IS coming up, and it would sure make a nice present.....(hint-hint! My b-day is on August 20! LOL!)
Warnings- so far as I have checked, nothing new to warn you about. I do have a question though...how far do you consider Shounen ai? You know, some people claim anything beyond a chaste peck on the lips is yaoi, where others consider making out still under the shounen ai banner...I don't like to step on people's toes, but dammit! If I want to write a straight up graphic yaoi scene, I will! And yes, I am aware lemons are no longer technically allowed on fanfiction.net. No one said anything about limes, though! ^-^x
Author's notes- Wow! After so many nice reviews last time I just had to make sure that this chapter was great! Also, I finally tracked down my Aibou, Kris-chan, so I got a lot of great ideas from her. She listened and weighed in a lot on the next couple of chapters and the ideas for the rest of this fic. Wait till you see what we have in store! ~cackles evilly~
Anyone have a Japanese last name I can use for a character? I will be eternally grateful, and give you full credit and dedicate the chapter to you!!!
This chapter dedicated to my dear best friend, and sister Kris. I love ya, girl! This chappie is just for you. Here's a toast to summer love! (And no, we aren't lesbians, lol.) I want to meet him!!!
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Yue's eyes opened, swollen and pink from tears. A warm bundle of snoring fur had snuggled into his right side. With a snort he rolled away from Keroberos, who had become his true form once more. The lion's tail twitched randomly in sleep. He rose to his feet, stretching out his cramped muscles.
He made his way over to a mirror that hung on Touya's wall, his legs a bit unsteady. He was so confused. What was going on? Why was Yuki remembering these things? Yuki had never really had anything to do with the incident with the Clow cards. Oh, yes, he was Touya's friend, and he was Sakura's friend, but most importantly, he was a false form. He wasn't even real. Somewhere along the line though, he had become a real person. An individual, in his own right. Keroberos wasn't so..divided, though. He was every bit as comfortable and true to his nature in his false form as in his true form. That was not the same case with Yue, however. He and Yuki were as different as night and day, a true perplexity of Yin and Yang. It was a real conundrum though, living as both Yue and Yuki. On one hand, Sakura would be crushed if she never saw Yuki again, as would Touya. But Sakura would also be hurt if she never saw her moon guardian and supposed friend again. And Keroberos, he might even miss his brother. He glanced back over his shoulder at the sleeping beast again. Sloth.
He gazed in the mirror at himself. He looked the same. Yes, the same. But, Clow had loved him, Clow had loved them, Clow had never hurt himandhejustdidn'tunderstandthisanyomre....
His mind stopped it's hysterical mental screaming. He felt some of the tension drip out of his body like blood flowing from an open wound. He refocused his gaze on the mirror. Skin that was too pale, hair snow white, and eyes of cold blue-violet. His eyes...Clow had loved them. "Rain drops on violets, my Yue." He traced his fingers across the cold, clear glass. His fingers ran across his refection's high cheekbones; Those pale pink lips, almost bloodless, and of course those angular, hardened eyes....something was wrong. Nothing felt real. It all felt like a bad dream, when you knew it was a bad dream, but you just couldn't convince yourself to wake the hell up. Now THAT was new. His eyes had turned black as pitch. They almost resembled his late Master's eyes. In his mind's eye he placed the man's face over his. He stroked the man's cheek, and ran his fingers so lightly across those slightly thin lips, always smiling indulgently. He could feel the flesh warm beneath his cool fingers. Those eyes smiled, bright and creased with laughter.
Yes, the flesh was so warm. Yue's hand stilled and his eyes widened with fright. No, not Clow. It wasn't Clow. It was something, someone else. The eyes, so black, glowed. Yue backed away a bit but something was holding his closely to the glass. A shout choked in his throat, and he mentally began screaming for his brother, asleep on the bed. He threw a magical, mental push at the lion but Keroberos didn't even stir. Everything felt so dark, vile, and repulsive. The face before him twisted, the flesh, parts of it white and doughy, seeming to melt off of the bones. A foul smell filled the room, smelling like a mouse he'd once found dead in the attic as a child. He half expected flies to begin filling the room. That gruesome, decayed mouth opened, revealing a black green tongue, maggots writhing against the flaccid muscle. The long black hair framing it's face getting caught in the fluids pouring from the broken, slimy skin, running down it's cheeks.
"Yue..little moon child..." Yue gagged at the smell of that rancid breath, and tried to stumble backwards. "My Yue..." He heard whispered. No. NotClownotClownotClow....Tears of pure fright trembled on Yue's chin. Pure, Dark magic was holding him here. It was pressing on Keroberos, keeping him from waking. Yue could feel that. It was calling to him, the magic was. It was whispering promises to him. That he could see Clow again. He'd be more powerful. No longer would he be overshadowed by his false form. No. He threw all his magical energies against the being. It was like a bird flailing against a panther. He couldn't take this...this demon, this perversion of Clow. No more. It was this thing that had been giving him the horrid dreams of Clow, because Clow had never been like that. Why was this demon here anyway? No could take away his good memories of Clow. In a spurt of pure, icy anger he flung his right fist at the demonic face. CRACK. The mirror broke.
Heedless of the glass slivers in his hand and the black red blood tracing rivulets down his hand, he sank to his knees, attempting to regulate his breathing. It was gone. It was over. The pressure that had felt so incredibly wrong was gone. It had been shattered and dissipated along with the glass. He picked himself up off the floor, his legs wobbling with all the unsteadiness of a child learning to walk, and managed to remain upright long enough to fold his white wings about him.
'Flee....Flee....I must flee...'
His form glowed for a moment, those wings dissolving into nothingness, and in his place stood a very disoriented and confused Yukito. The snowbunny looked around him. There was a full grown lion with white wings cocooned about his body, tail curling and twitching against Touya's blue bed spread and sheets. Where were Sakura and Touya? Turning, his brain still muddled mush, he left the room, in search of the Kinomoto siblings.
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Eh? You still there? Ummm.......I hope I didn't gross out anyone too much! Anyway, please click on the little purple button at the bottom that says review! It makes me so happy. ^-^x
I've already got part of the next chapter written. I over extended this chapter a bit, just for ya'll. If you have any ideas, drop them on by at krisnkriss@hotmail.com. I'll get started writing the next chapter as soon as I can, and if any of you can think of a good last name for a Japanese kid then by all means, email it to me or leave it in a review. Well, ja ne minna!