A/U- Hiya, it's Shizuka-chan16 again. School's been hectic and I've been
preparing for horse shows and stuff so I've had very little time to write.
Worst of all, it will probably stay that way with chemistry honors and
crap. But I had to get this idea typed up, so say hello to my 11th
published fanfic:
Red Wind Rurouni
Chapter 1- Haunting Dreams
When my eyes close, the visions come. They appear in my mind in the same fashion as they have since I was a small child. They are so vivid, so clear. It is almost as if I am awake and looking at the scenes through my dark eyes. It has always been that way.
The one that materializes before me the most is one of fondness and torment both mixed together. Two figures stand outside in knee-high grass, staring out over the landscape. The setting sun gently lights up the vast rows of trees, along with the mountains in the far distance. It is summer and the fireflies are out and circling about.
One of the two people is I. Only a toddler, I stand there quietly, taking in the beautiful scene, though wondering what the man next to me sees in it.
The man is quite taller than me of course, but we both have the same red hair that flows in the warm breeze. Our eyes are an odd purple, but mine are darker, almost black. My skin is also a great deal paler, like porcelain. He bears a cross scar on his left cheek, one that has bled a great deal.
Father glances down at me and manages a smile. It has been hard for him to do so for a long time. He extends his hand past the sword at his waist and holds it out for me. Smiling, back I take it and we turn away from the sunset.
"Father."
My eyes snap open once more. Perhaps something in the woods caught my ears. Looking around with my hand grasping the hilt of my sword, I find no cause for alarm. My campsite is peaceful. The still-burning fire keeps away any beast.
Sighing, I sit up a little against the big tree and peer up over the hedges. From here, I can see the faraway lights of a city. Tomorrow, I would venture forth into it. Tomorrow, I would be in Tokyo. Perhaps then, I will finally have my questions answered.
Father.
Red Wind Rurouni
Chapter 1- Haunting Dreams
When my eyes close, the visions come. They appear in my mind in the same fashion as they have since I was a small child. They are so vivid, so clear. It is almost as if I am awake and looking at the scenes through my dark eyes. It has always been that way.
The one that materializes before me the most is one of fondness and torment both mixed together. Two figures stand outside in knee-high grass, staring out over the landscape. The setting sun gently lights up the vast rows of trees, along with the mountains in the far distance. It is summer and the fireflies are out and circling about.
One of the two people is I. Only a toddler, I stand there quietly, taking in the beautiful scene, though wondering what the man next to me sees in it.
The man is quite taller than me of course, but we both have the same red hair that flows in the warm breeze. Our eyes are an odd purple, but mine are darker, almost black. My skin is also a great deal paler, like porcelain. He bears a cross scar on his left cheek, one that has bled a great deal.
Father glances down at me and manages a smile. It has been hard for him to do so for a long time. He extends his hand past the sword at his waist and holds it out for me. Smiling, back I take it and we turn away from the sunset.
"Father."
My eyes snap open once more. Perhaps something in the woods caught my ears. Looking around with my hand grasping the hilt of my sword, I find no cause for alarm. My campsite is peaceful. The still-burning fire keeps away any beast.
Sighing, I sit up a little against the big tree and peer up over the hedges. From here, I can see the faraway lights of a city. Tomorrow, I would venture forth into it. Tomorrow, I would be in Tokyo. Perhaps then, I will finally have my questions answered.
Father.