True Feelings revealed
By: Haruka-chan
AN: Ok I'm a new fan of Nightwalker so I really don't know much other then what I saw in the show. In this fic it's gonna be like this. Shido is confused about his feelings for Cain and the other that surround him. He is also feeling guilty about turning Riho in to a vampire, and is confused about their current relationship and Riho is having strange dreams, and the gang thinks that it's Cain. K now that we cleared that out let's start with the same codes cuz of my mest up computer. ^_^ and also this is written so you all know who everyone is and what is going. I don't own Nightwalker!
"..."- Meaning Character Conversations
*...*- Meaning Character Thoughts
***...***- Meaning Character Dreams
~*...*~- Meaning Character is rethinking something another Character had said before
The pieces back together-To meet once before....Chapter 6
Last Time...
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"Enough of this nonsense! Torsione che cosa è ora a che cosa è oltre. Mostri alla forma allineare che cosa era una volta!" {Twist what is now to what is past. Show the true from what was once!} said the breed as a small ball of white light form in his hand. Shido was about step in front of Riho and the other, but was stopped by Riho. She pulled him in to a tight hug. "Let him do what he plans to do, if not for my sake then your own" she whispered. "Huh?" he asked. "He is taking us to the past..." whispered Riho as the whole room covered in the blinding white light. "To the past...to reveal the true form of what was once..." she whispered. The room cleared out the of the light leaving behind only Yayoi and Guni. "What happened to them?" asked Yayoi. "Don't worry I get it now...He's going to try and fight her while she was still the sorceress" said Guni. "What you mean?" asked Yayoi. "He has taken them to the past, and she let him for Shido's sake" said Guni. "For Shido's sake?" asked Yayoi suddenly feeling stupid. "The only reason Shido probably hesitates to kill Cain is because he still wants to know his past who he was...his life before this hell, and Riho will let him see everything" said Guni. Yayoi looked worried and restless. "Good luck..." whispered Guni as they waited for the return of their loved once. Yayoi walked towards the large window showing the outside world. Her eyes widen and she let out a gasp. "Guni!" she said. "What?" asked Guni flying towards her, the urban fairy let out a small gasp also. "Time stopped in this world..." whispered Yayoi.
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1710 Italy...
Aboard the 'IL Mistero' {The Mystery}...
It was May 15, 1710, the famous ship II Mistero was leaving Italy to the foreign land called Japan. The wealthiest men who have nothing but to gain more power were aboard. The great ship of white, with angel like wings, the ship and it's passengers were really a mystery. On the deck stood a figure, a man about the age of 22, he stood and watched the open sea around him, the sky a golden hue and welcoming the night. The wind part took this departure of the 'unwanted' as some would put it. "Beautiful evening no?" asked a soft voice. The man turned to be greeted by a someone whose face was cover with a scarf, and she was in a dress, fancy and expensive at that. He nodded "Quite a wonderful evening" he said turning to face who ever it was. The woman chuckled "Yes" she said as she approached the rail and looked down at the water that was now reflecting the heaven above. "The color of blood" she said. The man's head jerked her direction. "What do you mean?" he asked. She sighed and pointed towards the sky, then at the water. "The color of setting sun and the darkness of the sea makes the waters appear bloody" she said. He looked tense, and relieved.
She looked at him, with her blue eyes, which seem to hold a dangerous curiosity, and mysterious glow in them, as if he had seen them before, but they held an energy, if he was paranoid he would say the energy of hate. "What is your name my Lady?" he asked. She looked away and back at the ocean. "Do you think hunger is controllable?" She asked. He looked at her once again. "I don't know I suppose if one tries hard enough" he said. "Do you know what tempts people?" she asked. Her small and strange questions started to make him think, as if he was hiding and she knew where he was, but she wanted him to give up and come out. He smiled and shook his head. "I believe my Lady that anything is possible, and that if one tries hard enough he will find what he is looking for, the answer he is looking for" he said to himself more then to her. She chuckled "Yes I suppose you are right" she said and bowed. "Good night" she said as she walked away. He watched her walk away, something about her made him wonder. His lavender hair flying in to his face, and his green/blue eyes fear, caution, and curiosity.
She walked away as if to make him wonder, those were her intentions after all, yet he seemed different, he seemed gentler, not that he was ever that strong or rough. She chuckled at the way he seem to be frightened in her words, but he did deserve it for all that he has done. She shook her head and headed towards where her room was. The whole ship was elegant, but why not this was the ship of the rich, and not to mention the unwanted. She wouldn't consider herself as the unwanted but then again what did she have? Nothing at all. She was nothing, so her being on the ship wasn't all that ironic. She opened the door to a beautiful room fit for a Lady as the captain would put it. The walls a pale blue and the border a mix of gold and silver. The canopy bed had beautiful silk embroidery sheets, the mirrors where placed in frames of complex and elegant patterns. The room was beautiful, but to her it seemed lifeless, and dark. She strolled in and took of the cloth around her face, and sat down on the ottoman and stared at the table holding a vase filled with white roses. She tried to count the rings and layers that it held, but she gave up for a rose was as her, the layers went so deep, only an ass would try and count it. The sigh that escaped her, surprised her more then depress her. She thought of the small smile on his lips, the way his eyes lit slightly as he smiled, but she could see the darkness in them, a darkness that he was trying to push out, he looked pale, very pale probably from the lack of blood, but then again the old way he could survive was to take the life of another.
"I won't let him" she said as she stood and walked over to her dresser to pull out a gown for the ball, where he will most likely chose his next victim. She found herself wonder if he would pick a man or a woman, or a child. She had to laugh at her silly questions and thought she was probably slowly letting her mind go from it's wisdom to insane. But who wouldn't go insane after watching their mother die before them? She pulled on the silver over blue iridescent chiffon gown with an empire bodice and a full skirt, the gown embroidered with a moss green and silver floral design. She fixed her hair in to an elegant bun and placed the small pearl like stud on her hair. "So much to think of...I should be crying for mother, yet here I am getting dressed for a ball" she said as she lowered the brush she used to paint her lips. *Isn't life ironic?* she thought as she stood and grabbed her gloves. "This world has so much to learn" she said before she walked out of her room. He walked in to the crowd of people, men talking, women gossiping, and etc. This was the first ball of the trip. He walked over to an empty table and sat down. The people around him weren't alive, they were shadows of those who they locked away. [AN: I put Plato's words in my own way. If you don't know who Plato is well he's an ancient Greek philosopher] He had to laugh at his own 'philosophy' about people, what did he know? He use to be one of them until his, well his new mind came in to play. The thought that he wasn't one of them was both welcoming as well as a disappointment.
The ballroom of the large ship was something to talk about, something to brag about, in fact the whole ship was a wonder of elegance. She neared the steps and the room's attention turned towards her. There were whispers, and gasp and looks of awe, all, which she hated, all of what she didn't want to happen. *Beauty? What was it? Do they know the first thing to beauty?* she asked herself. "No how could they? To them everything is solid" she said quietly. She walked down the grand steps and on to the marble floor, which felt like glass under her feet. Her eyes drifted to where he was sited, and found him looking towards her. She bowed to the men and the women as to show her politeness that that she could care about such things but she did anyway. She walked towards table at where he was sited, and bowed. She felt low bowing to him, but she couldn't let him catch on to her. His eyes flickered over her, over her body, her face, over everything. "Good evening, may I join you?" she asked. He found his throat dry at the sight of such a beautiful woman next to him, not that he didn't have his share of it all, but with her, she seemed somehow different, like she was as he was. "Good evening my Lady and it would be any honor to have you join me" he said standing up and pulling her chair out. She smiled a small thanks.
They didn't say further more, they just sat and stared at the people that surrounded them, the laughing couples, the debating men, and gossiping women. "Strange" she started. He turned towards her, her voice familiar. "They love to be surrounded by beauty, yet they don't know the first thing about it" she said. "It follows also that this supreme Beauty, as being absolute and the source of all participated beauty..." he started. "...cannot be beautiful 'thing,' and so cannot be material: it must be supersensible and immaterial" she finished. He stared at for a minute before smiling as if she had just said a joke that he couldn't laugh at but couldn't go on without a smile. "What might your name be my Lady?" he asked. "What is in a name?" she asked. [AN: No I am not trying to get all Romeo and Juliet on you guys, but I do like that line, and the whole thing about beauty is by Plato, that's philosophy class for ya] "I suppose nothing really" he said. She nodded "I am Riho Yamazaki, and you are my Lord" she said extending a hand. "Shido, Tatsuhiko Shido" he replied taking her hand and bringing to his lips. She felt a strange jolt when he placed the small kiss on her wrist. She with drew her hand and smiled. "You are of Japanese decent no?" he asked. "Yes, I am, so are you I suppose" she asked. "My mother actually, she was Japanese woman, and my father a British Lord" Shido explained. Riho nodded. "Are you on board alone?" he asked. "Yes, I am my mother passes away recently" She said. It was like a big bang in Shido's head when he heard that, and that's when he noticed the eyes, her eyes, which were filled with locked away, pain, and hate. It was her the sorceress's daughter.
"Lord Shido?" she asked. He looked at her, now his pain reflecting on his face. "I am sorry" he said. She looked down at the table. "Do you really believe that if you apologize she will return?" she asked softly. "No, I know she won't" said Shido. "The funny things is that she could have saved herself, she held that power" Riho said. "I didn't think he would kill her" said Shido. Her eyes snapped to his face. "Are you that stupid?" she asked. At the moment he felt stupid, like a fool. "Yes, I suppose I am" he said. She looked down at the dancing couple. "I knew one of them would die, it's his nature to kill, he takes pleasure from it, seeing the blood brings him the same pleasure that happiness brings to people" she said. "I didn't...I don't know what made me what I am" he said. "You are a creature of the night now...you chose to be who you are" she said as she stood. Shido stood slowly to try and talk to her. "Please forgive me...for both his sake and mine" he said. Riho's eyes looked in to the pools of green/blue and she chuckled. "You do love him...but the question is does he love you?" she said as she walked slowly way. Shido stood and watched her go, he felt the pain that she generated, but it was her question that stopped him from following after her. *~You do love him...but the question is does he love you?~* her words like a stake being stabbed in to his heart. What was even more disturbing was the fact that she was probably right.
The two were so wrapped up in their own world and quest that they didn't notice what should have been noticed, the dark figure, which sat not far from where they sat, watching with a mischievous smile, as if waiting for them to break each other. Riho walked out on the deck and the clear night sky had a scatter of stars. She sighed and found the hot liquid trail down her face. "Mother...father watch over me" she whispered. The sudden stench of blood snapped her out of thought as she took of looking for the source of the cause. "It couldn't be him...could it?" she asked as she ran to the top deck. Shido also noticed the smell, not to mention his temptation for it, his mouth watered at the smell of the strong smell, it was as if he could smell it. But that bought a different fear, as he rushed after the smell which lead him to the top deck, where Riho was standing staring at the body of a young woman no younger then her, with blood rushing out of her. Riho turned towards Shido. "Do you see now?!?" she asked. Shido stared at the corpus and found he felt sick. "That is only a warning...goddess" said the smooth voice. Riho turned towards the voice...
TBC
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AN: Wow it's been a REALLY long time since I updated. Anyways this is the middle of the story. This fic will be about another 8 to 9 chapters, but that's it and of course I will give you guys that Riho/Shido lemon. I know this comes close to my other original story 'Arms of the Darkness' but I already said that Italy is a good place to start the 'past' sort of story, if you watch the serious closely Shido isn't Japanese, but has a Japanese name or the name he took on I guess, and ways I know this chapter must have sucked and it was short but the next one will be long I promise. But as I mentioned before I have much to do, like study for tests, finals, regents, SATs so my life is pretty cramped this year. I look forward to summer where most of this story and my other story 'Arms of the darkness' will be finished. Please wait and if you review I will update sooner. ok so give e 5 reviews and I will put up the next chapter by Saturday. Until then bye! ^_~
By: Haruka-chan
AN: Ok I'm a new fan of Nightwalker so I really don't know much other then what I saw in the show. In this fic it's gonna be like this. Shido is confused about his feelings for Cain and the other that surround him. He is also feeling guilty about turning Riho in to a vampire, and is confused about their current relationship and Riho is having strange dreams, and the gang thinks that it's Cain. K now that we cleared that out let's start with the same codes cuz of my mest up computer. ^_^ and also this is written so you all know who everyone is and what is going. I don't own Nightwalker!
"..."- Meaning Character Conversations
*...*- Meaning Character Thoughts
***...***- Meaning Character Dreams
~*...*~- Meaning Character is rethinking something another Character had said before
The pieces back together-To meet once before....Chapter 6
Last Time...
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"Enough of this nonsense! Torsione che cosa è ora a che cosa è oltre. Mostri alla forma allineare che cosa era una volta!" {Twist what is now to what is past. Show the true from what was once!} said the breed as a small ball of white light form in his hand. Shido was about step in front of Riho and the other, but was stopped by Riho. She pulled him in to a tight hug. "Let him do what he plans to do, if not for my sake then your own" she whispered. "Huh?" he asked. "He is taking us to the past..." whispered Riho as the whole room covered in the blinding white light. "To the past...to reveal the true form of what was once..." she whispered. The room cleared out the of the light leaving behind only Yayoi and Guni. "What happened to them?" asked Yayoi. "Don't worry I get it now...He's going to try and fight her while she was still the sorceress" said Guni. "What you mean?" asked Yayoi. "He has taken them to the past, and she let him for Shido's sake" said Guni. "For Shido's sake?" asked Yayoi suddenly feeling stupid. "The only reason Shido probably hesitates to kill Cain is because he still wants to know his past who he was...his life before this hell, and Riho will let him see everything" said Guni. Yayoi looked worried and restless. "Good luck..." whispered Guni as they waited for the return of their loved once. Yayoi walked towards the large window showing the outside world. Her eyes widen and she let out a gasp. "Guni!" she said. "What?" asked Guni flying towards her, the urban fairy let out a small gasp also. "Time stopped in this world..." whispered Yayoi.
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1710 Italy...
Aboard the 'IL Mistero' {The Mystery}...
It was May 15, 1710, the famous ship II Mistero was leaving Italy to the foreign land called Japan. The wealthiest men who have nothing but to gain more power were aboard. The great ship of white, with angel like wings, the ship and it's passengers were really a mystery. On the deck stood a figure, a man about the age of 22, he stood and watched the open sea around him, the sky a golden hue and welcoming the night. The wind part took this departure of the 'unwanted' as some would put it. "Beautiful evening no?" asked a soft voice. The man turned to be greeted by a someone whose face was cover with a scarf, and she was in a dress, fancy and expensive at that. He nodded "Quite a wonderful evening" he said turning to face who ever it was. The woman chuckled "Yes" she said as she approached the rail and looked down at the water that was now reflecting the heaven above. "The color of blood" she said. The man's head jerked her direction. "What do you mean?" he asked. She sighed and pointed towards the sky, then at the water. "The color of setting sun and the darkness of the sea makes the waters appear bloody" she said. He looked tense, and relieved.
She looked at him, with her blue eyes, which seem to hold a dangerous curiosity, and mysterious glow in them, as if he had seen them before, but they held an energy, if he was paranoid he would say the energy of hate. "What is your name my Lady?" he asked. She looked away and back at the ocean. "Do you think hunger is controllable?" She asked. He looked at her once again. "I don't know I suppose if one tries hard enough" he said. "Do you know what tempts people?" she asked. Her small and strange questions started to make him think, as if he was hiding and she knew where he was, but she wanted him to give up and come out. He smiled and shook his head. "I believe my Lady that anything is possible, and that if one tries hard enough he will find what he is looking for, the answer he is looking for" he said to himself more then to her. She chuckled "Yes I suppose you are right" she said and bowed. "Good night" she said as she walked away. He watched her walk away, something about her made him wonder. His lavender hair flying in to his face, and his green/blue eyes fear, caution, and curiosity.
She walked away as if to make him wonder, those were her intentions after all, yet he seemed different, he seemed gentler, not that he was ever that strong or rough. She chuckled at the way he seem to be frightened in her words, but he did deserve it for all that he has done. She shook her head and headed towards where her room was. The whole ship was elegant, but why not this was the ship of the rich, and not to mention the unwanted. She wouldn't consider herself as the unwanted but then again what did she have? Nothing at all. She was nothing, so her being on the ship wasn't all that ironic. She opened the door to a beautiful room fit for a Lady as the captain would put it. The walls a pale blue and the border a mix of gold and silver. The canopy bed had beautiful silk embroidery sheets, the mirrors where placed in frames of complex and elegant patterns. The room was beautiful, but to her it seemed lifeless, and dark. She strolled in and took of the cloth around her face, and sat down on the ottoman and stared at the table holding a vase filled with white roses. She tried to count the rings and layers that it held, but she gave up for a rose was as her, the layers went so deep, only an ass would try and count it. The sigh that escaped her, surprised her more then depress her. She thought of the small smile on his lips, the way his eyes lit slightly as he smiled, but she could see the darkness in them, a darkness that he was trying to push out, he looked pale, very pale probably from the lack of blood, but then again the old way he could survive was to take the life of another.
"I won't let him" she said as she stood and walked over to her dresser to pull out a gown for the ball, where he will most likely chose his next victim. She found herself wonder if he would pick a man or a woman, or a child. She had to laugh at her silly questions and thought she was probably slowly letting her mind go from it's wisdom to insane. But who wouldn't go insane after watching their mother die before them? She pulled on the silver over blue iridescent chiffon gown with an empire bodice and a full skirt, the gown embroidered with a moss green and silver floral design. She fixed her hair in to an elegant bun and placed the small pearl like stud on her hair. "So much to think of...I should be crying for mother, yet here I am getting dressed for a ball" she said as she lowered the brush she used to paint her lips. *Isn't life ironic?* she thought as she stood and grabbed her gloves. "This world has so much to learn" she said before she walked out of her room. He walked in to the crowd of people, men talking, women gossiping, and etc. This was the first ball of the trip. He walked over to an empty table and sat down. The people around him weren't alive, they were shadows of those who they locked away. [AN: I put Plato's words in my own way. If you don't know who Plato is well he's an ancient Greek philosopher] He had to laugh at his own 'philosophy' about people, what did he know? He use to be one of them until his, well his new mind came in to play. The thought that he wasn't one of them was both welcoming as well as a disappointment.
The ballroom of the large ship was something to talk about, something to brag about, in fact the whole ship was a wonder of elegance. She neared the steps and the room's attention turned towards her. There were whispers, and gasp and looks of awe, all, which she hated, all of what she didn't want to happen. *Beauty? What was it? Do they know the first thing to beauty?* she asked herself. "No how could they? To them everything is solid" she said quietly. She walked down the grand steps and on to the marble floor, which felt like glass under her feet. Her eyes drifted to where he was sited, and found him looking towards her. She bowed to the men and the women as to show her politeness that that she could care about such things but she did anyway. She walked towards table at where he was sited, and bowed. She felt low bowing to him, but she couldn't let him catch on to her. His eyes flickered over her, over her body, her face, over everything. "Good evening, may I join you?" she asked. He found his throat dry at the sight of such a beautiful woman next to him, not that he didn't have his share of it all, but with her, she seemed somehow different, like she was as he was. "Good evening my Lady and it would be any honor to have you join me" he said standing up and pulling her chair out. She smiled a small thanks.
They didn't say further more, they just sat and stared at the people that surrounded them, the laughing couples, the debating men, and gossiping women. "Strange" she started. He turned towards her, her voice familiar. "They love to be surrounded by beauty, yet they don't know the first thing about it" she said. "It follows also that this supreme Beauty, as being absolute and the source of all participated beauty..." he started. "...cannot be beautiful 'thing,' and so cannot be material: it must be supersensible and immaterial" she finished. He stared at for a minute before smiling as if she had just said a joke that he couldn't laugh at but couldn't go on without a smile. "What might your name be my Lady?" he asked. "What is in a name?" she asked. [AN: No I am not trying to get all Romeo and Juliet on you guys, but I do like that line, and the whole thing about beauty is by Plato, that's philosophy class for ya] "I suppose nothing really" he said. She nodded "I am Riho Yamazaki, and you are my Lord" she said extending a hand. "Shido, Tatsuhiko Shido" he replied taking her hand and bringing to his lips. She felt a strange jolt when he placed the small kiss on her wrist. She with drew her hand and smiled. "You are of Japanese decent no?" he asked. "Yes, I am, so are you I suppose" she asked. "My mother actually, she was Japanese woman, and my father a British Lord" Shido explained. Riho nodded. "Are you on board alone?" he asked. "Yes, I am my mother passes away recently" She said. It was like a big bang in Shido's head when he heard that, and that's when he noticed the eyes, her eyes, which were filled with locked away, pain, and hate. It was her the sorceress's daughter.
"Lord Shido?" she asked. He looked at her, now his pain reflecting on his face. "I am sorry" he said. She looked down at the table. "Do you really believe that if you apologize she will return?" she asked softly. "No, I know she won't" said Shido. "The funny things is that she could have saved herself, she held that power" Riho said. "I didn't think he would kill her" said Shido. Her eyes snapped to his face. "Are you that stupid?" she asked. At the moment he felt stupid, like a fool. "Yes, I suppose I am" he said. She looked down at the dancing couple. "I knew one of them would die, it's his nature to kill, he takes pleasure from it, seeing the blood brings him the same pleasure that happiness brings to people" she said. "I didn't...I don't know what made me what I am" he said. "You are a creature of the night now...you chose to be who you are" she said as she stood. Shido stood slowly to try and talk to her. "Please forgive me...for both his sake and mine" he said. Riho's eyes looked in to the pools of green/blue and she chuckled. "You do love him...but the question is does he love you?" she said as she walked slowly way. Shido stood and watched her go, he felt the pain that she generated, but it was her question that stopped him from following after her. *~You do love him...but the question is does he love you?~* her words like a stake being stabbed in to his heart. What was even more disturbing was the fact that she was probably right.
The two were so wrapped up in their own world and quest that they didn't notice what should have been noticed, the dark figure, which sat not far from where they sat, watching with a mischievous smile, as if waiting for them to break each other. Riho walked out on the deck and the clear night sky had a scatter of stars. She sighed and found the hot liquid trail down her face. "Mother...father watch over me" she whispered. The sudden stench of blood snapped her out of thought as she took of looking for the source of the cause. "It couldn't be him...could it?" she asked as she ran to the top deck. Shido also noticed the smell, not to mention his temptation for it, his mouth watered at the smell of the strong smell, it was as if he could smell it. But that bought a different fear, as he rushed after the smell which lead him to the top deck, where Riho was standing staring at the body of a young woman no younger then her, with blood rushing out of her. Riho turned towards Shido. "Do you see now?!?" she asked. Shido stared at the corpus and found he felt sick. "That is only a warning...goddess" said the smooth voice. Riho turned towards the voice...
TBC
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AN: Wow it's been a REALLY long time since I updated. Anyways this is the middle of the story. This fic will be about another 8 to 9 chapters, but that's it and of course I will give you guys that Riho/Shido lemon. I know this comes close to my other original story 'Arms of the Darkness' but I already said that Italy is a good place to start the 'past' sort of story, if you watch the serious closely Shido isn't Japanese, but has a Japanese name or the name he took on I guess, and ways I know this chapter must have sucked and it was short but the next one will be long I promise. But as I mentioned before I have much to do, like study for tests, finals, regents, SATs so my life is pretty cramped this year. I look forward to summer where most of this story and my other story 'Arms of the darkness' will be finished. Please wait and if you review I will update sooner. ok so give e 5 reviews and I will put up the next chapter by Saturday. Until then bye! ^_~
