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"All I want is you. I love you, Ciel."
Sang Ishida walked down the shore of the beach. He loved the look of the waves falling down after reaching their expected height. It seemed to him like they were bowing to him, but in the back of his mind he thought it was like they were waving at him, trying to warn him away from something dark in his near future, lurking in the shadows.
"Sang!" A female voice called out from the grassy area. "Sang, Mama needs you." Sang smiled at the girl. His blond hair waved in the wind, brushing in front of his silver-blue eyes. He smiled and ran towards the hill the girl had been standing on.
"Arielle, what does Mama want now?" The girl smiled at Sang in a twisted malicious way that was hidden in the dark moonless night. Sang followed Arielle towards the small cottage that he'd grown up in.
Arielle was Sang's youngest sister. She had been born a few years before their father had left Sang's mother, his two sisters, Lily and Arielle and their new born brother, Pierre. Sang had never forgiven his father in the ten years he had been gone. His mother had gone into a deep depression and Sang feared he would lose her soon to broken-heart syndrome as he called it.
"SANG!!!!" Sang looked up to see Pierre running towards him. Pierre was barely seven years old and was the main reason that Sang had stayed with his mother. Sang started towards his brother's voice at top speed.
"PIERRE!!" Sang called out as he threw the door open and stepped into the candle lit room.
"Sang!" A small boy with brown hair ran towards Sang and wrapped his arms around Sang's waist. "Arielle, she…she…" Pierre started to sob against his brother.
"She did what?" Sang asked picking Pierre up and cradling him in attempt to calm him.
"They're all dead." Pierre said softly. Sang's eyes widened in shock as he noticed that the walls were splattered with blood. Sang looked at his brother and then around the room in horror.
"Pierre, we're going to Aunt Marie and Uncle Jacque's. There you'll stay and I'm going to find Arielle and figure out what's going on."
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Arielle watched her brothers running towards town. She knew what they were doing and she would easily beat them there.
"You know that you shouldn't toy with them, Arielle." A voice said behind Arielle. Arielle nodded in agreement. "You know damn well what he's capable of !" Arielle nodded and quickly jumped forward.
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Sang sighed as he left his aunt's home. He looked around confused as hell about what could be going on. He'd lost his family in one day, because of his sister and now Sang was going to have to kill her to honor his mother and sister's death.
"Sang." Sang glared at the direction that the voice came from. "Oh, big brother." Sang grabbed a twig that was beside his foot. His other hand brushed against his dagger. It was the one possession his father had left him and now he would use it against his own sister.
"Arielle!" Sang bellowed and stood his ground as he scanned the darkness. "Arielle, come out he-" Sang gasped for air and tried to swipe at his neck, but there was a force much stronger then his own holding him still.
"Don't worry, Brother, now you can always protect the family." Arielle snickered as she dug her fangs into the soft flesh of her brother's neck.
Sang felt himself growing weak and he knew that if he struggled he would die, but now he didn't know what to do. He had heard of creatures that killed by drinking the blood, but he never thought that his own sister that he had helped raise would be one of the feared creatures.
"SANG!!!" Sang could hear a voice calling out, it was full of fear. The voice was getting closer and, suddenly, Sang felt Arielle's weight leave him. He heard what sounded like fighting, but it didn't matter anymore. Nothing mattered as the blackness slowly absorbed.
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"Wake up, Sang!" Sang's eyes flew open at the voice and he stared at him wearily, trying to recognize the stranger, but everything a blur. "Sang!" Sang saw a flash of red hair and felt a pair of lips against his.
'Ciel.' Sang thought and smiled as he took the woman he loved into his arms.
"Ciel! Get away from him, child!" It was Ciel's father. Sang would recognize his voice even if it was the word 'A'. Ciel's father was the man that had taken Sang in as an apprentice and taught him the way of sword crafting.
"Sir, I-" Sang started but felt Ciel ripped from his grasp. Sang felt his heart being torn from him.
"Stay away from my child, you demon!" Sang looked around the room helplessly, trying to see what was going on and who else was there.
"Who's the demon!?" Sang asked with a bit of confusion in his voice. Ciel's father grasp was never to be confused with somebody else's once you felt it, you would never forget it. Sang felt this grip only once before and that was when he had been caught in Ciel's bed fast asleep besides her, they're naked bodies exhausted from the strenuous activities of the night before.
Now, Ciel's father had grasped Sang and flung him into a room that was darker and smelled of rotten wood. "Stay here and never lay an eye on my child or my family as long as the offspring of my daughter and her children and their children's children survive!
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2010 Odaiba, Japan
Sora Takenouchi ran towards the car to meet her parents. At the age of fourteen, Sora had it great. She was a tomboy, but she had two great guy friends that she could joke around with about whatever and they never took offense, unlike her friend Mimi who thought Sora's life style was abrupt and childish.
"Sora!" Sora spun around as a pair of arms wrapped around her. It was her friend Yamato Ishida. He must have missed her tennis match, because he seemed red in the face from running. Sora understood, she knew that in the two years since Yamato's band: Teenage Wolves became popular that every girl that wasn't already going after him would be and that meant that Yamato would stay away from public places if he could, unless he wanted a work out.
"Yama-kun!" Sora chanted and hugged her friend back. To any passerby it seemed that they were a happy couple. It had been a little joke the two of them had made when the band became a hit and Yamato's stalkers started and on the most part it saved Yamato a little while, but Yamato was always hesitant, because he didn't want Sora to fall victim to some of his stalkers' punishments.
"Gomen!" Yamato gasped out. He ran his hand through his golden bangs and smiled at Sora. "I got lost on the way and ran into Jun's group of stalkers and they haven't left me alone since." Sora smiled and nodded.
"No prob, Yama, I just have to go to dinner with my parents." Yamato nodded and kissed Sora's hand.
"Amuse-toi, mon amore." Yamato smiled and left Sora a little short of breath.
"Well, that Yamato is always full of surprises." Mrs. Takenouchi joked as she started the engine to the small car. Sora smiled and held her hand to her heart and stared off in the direction that Yamato had gone in.
Ever since Sora had met Yamato when she was four, she had always liked him in a way that was different from how she felt towards her other friends. She was one of Yamato's fan girls alright, but he would never know. She loved pretending to be his girlfriend, because she believed that Yamato and her relationship was only that of two best friends. And yet, Yamato always seemed to spoil her and pay a little more attention to her then other girls and that made her feel special.
A pair of silver eyes and blond hair flashed in the bushes near the edge of the cliff her father was driving on. Sora's cell went off, slightly scaring Sora.
"Hello?"
"I love you." A husky voice said from the other line. "We'll be together soon."
Sora gasped as the phone clicked off and the next thing she knew the car swirved. Sora could feel the car leave the road and suddenly it started to tumble down the cliff side.
When the car stopped Sora was stuck, but she had the phone in her hand with a name already dialed: Yamato. Sora raised the phone to her ear and heard Yamato answer. She felt weaker then ever before and there was a strong odor of gas, but she forced herself to speak and hurry before anything happened.
"Yama…" Sora's voice was barely audible.
"Sora?!" Yamato's voice sounded worried. "Sora, what's wrong?"
"Cliff…Ichi-hachi line…Yama…I…Yama…" Sora's world went dark and the phone fell from her hands. But a pair of powerful arms lifted her from the car and moved her away from the wreckage.
"All I want is you. I love you, Ciel."
Sang Ishida walked down the shore of the beach. He loved the look of the waves falling down after reaching their expected height. It seemed to him like they were bowing to him, but in the back of his mind he thought it was like they were waving at him, trying to warn him away from something dark in his near future, lurking in the shadows.
"Sang!" A female voice called out from the grassy area. "Sang, Mama needs you." Sang smiled at the girl. His blond hair waved in the wind, brushing in front of his silver-blue eyes. He smiled and ran towards the hill the girl had been standing on.
"Arielle, what does Mama want now?" The girl smiled at Sang in a twisted malicious way that was hidden in the dark moonless night. Sang followed Arielle towards the small cottage that he'd grown up in.
Arielle was Sang's youngest sister. She had been born a few years before their father had left Sang's mother, his two sisters, Lily and Arielle and their new born brother, Pierre. Sang had never forgiven his father in the ten years he had been gone. His mother had gone into a deep depression and Sang feared he would lose her soon to broken-heart syndrome as he called it.
"SANG!!!!" Sang looked up to see Pierre running towards him. Pierre was barely seven years old and was the main reason that Sang had stayed with his mother. Sang started towards his brother's voice at top speed.
"PIERRE!!" Sang called out as he threw the door open and stepped into the candle lit room.
"Sang!" A small boy with brown hair ran towards Sang and wrapped his arms around Sang's waist. "Arielle, she…she…" Pierre started to sob against his brother.
"She did what?" Sang asked picking Pierre up and cradling him in attempt to calm him.
"They're all dead." Pierre said softly. Sang's eyes widened in shock as he noticed that the walls were splattered with blood. Sang looked at his brother and then around the room in horror.
"Pierre, we're going to Aunt Marie and Uncle Jacque's. There you'll stay and I'm going to find Arielle and figure out what's going on."
~\/. /\_/\ .\/~
Arielle watched her brothers running towards town. She knew what they were doing and she would easily beat them there.
"You know that you shouldn't toy with them, Arielle." A voice said behind Arielle. Arielle nodded in agreement. "You know damn well what he's capable of !" Arielle nodded and quickly jumped forward.
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Sang sighed as he left his aunt's home. He looked around confused as hell about what could be going on. He'd lost his family in one day, because of his sister and now Sang was going to have to kill her to honor his mother and sister's death.
"Sang." Sang glared at the direction that the voice came from. "Oh, big brother." Sang grabbed a twig that was beside his foot. His other hand brushed against his dagger. It was the one possession his father had left him and now he would use it against his own sister.
"Arielle!" Sang bellowed and stood his ground as he scanned the darkness. "Arielle, come out he-" Sang gasped for air and tried to swipe at his neck, but there was a force much stronger then his own holding him still.
"Don't worry, Brother, now you can always protect the family." Arielle snickered as she dug her fangs into the soft flesh of her brother's neck.
Sang felt himself growing weak and he knew that if he struggled he would die, but now he didn't know what to do. He had heard of creatures that killed by drinking the blood, but he never thought that his own sister that he had helped raise would be one of the feared creatures.
"SANG!!!" Sang could hear a voice calling out, it was full of fear. The voice was getting closer and, suddenly, Sang felt Arielle's weight leave him. He heard what sounded like fighting, but it didn't matter anymore. Nothing mattered as the blackness slowly absorbed.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Wake up, Sang!" Sang's eyes flew open at the voice and he stared at him wearily, trying to recognize the stranger, but everything a blur. "Sang!" Sang saw a flash of red hair and felt a pair of lips against his.
'Ciel.' Sang thought and smiled as he took the woman he loved into his arms.
"Ciel! Get away from him, child!" It was Ciel's father. Sang would recognize his voice even if it was the word 'A'. Ciel's father was the man that had taken Sang in as an apprentice and taught him the way of sword crafting.
"Sir, I-" Sang started but felt Ciel ripped from his grasp. Sang felt his heart being torn from him.
"Stay away from my child, you demon!" Sang looked around the room helplessly, trying to see what was going on and who else was there.
"Who's the demon!?" Sang asked with a bit of confusion in his voice. Ciel's father grasp was never to be confused with somebody else's once you felt it, you would never forget it. Sang felt this grip only once before and that was when he had been caught in Ciel's bed fast asleep besides her, they're naked bodies exhausted from the strenuous activities of the night before.
Now, Ciel's father had grasped Sang and flung him into a room that was darker and smelled of rotten wood. "Stay here and never lay an eye on my child or my family as long as the offspring of my daughter and her children and their children's children survive!
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2010 Odaiba, Japan
Sora Takenouchi ran towards the car to meet her parents. At the age of fourteen, Sora had it great. She was a tomboy, but she had two great guy friends that she could joke around with about whatever and they never took offense, unlike her friend Mimi who thought Sora's life style was abrupt and childish.
"Sora!" Sora spun around as a pair of arms wrapped around her. It was her friend Yamato Ishida. He must have missed her tennis match, because he seemed red in the face from running. Sora understood, she knew that in the two years since Yamato's band: Teenage Wolves became popular that every girl that wasn't already going after him would be and that meant that Yamato would stay away from public places if he could, unless he wanted a work out.
"Yama-kun!" Sora chanted and hugged her friend back. To any passerby it seemed that they were a happy couple. It had been a little joke the two of them had made when the band became a hit and Yamato's stalkers started and on the most part it saved Yamato a little while, but Yamato was always hesitant, because he didn't want Sora to fall victim to some of his stalkers' punishments.
"Gomen!" Yamato gasped out. He ran his hand through his golden bangs and smiled at Sora. "I got lost on the way and ran into Jun's group of stalkers and they haven't left me alone since." Sora smiled and nodded.
"No prob, Yama, I just have to go to dinner with my parents." Yamato nodded and kissed Sora's hand.
"Amuse-toi, mon amore." Yamato smiled and left Sora a little short of breath.
"Well, that Yamato is always full of surprises." Mrs. Takenouchi joked as she started the engine to the small car. Sora smiled and held her hand to her heart and stared off in the direction that Yamato had gone in.
Ever since Sora had met Yamato when she was four, she had always liked him in a way that was different from how she felt towards her other friends. She was one of Yamato's fan girls alright, but he would never know. She loved pretending to be his girlfriend, because she believed that Yamato and her relationship was only that of two best friends. And yet, Yamato always seemed to spoil her and pay a little more attention to her then other girls and that made her feel special.
A pair of silver eyes and blond hair flashed in the bushes near the edge of the cliff her father was driving on. Sora's cell went off, slightly scaring Sora.
"Hello?"
"I love you." A husky voice said from the other line. "We'll be together soon."
Sora gasped as the phone clicked off and the next thing she knew the car swirved. Sora could feel the car leave the road and suddenly it started to tumble down the cliff side.
When the car stopped Sora was stuck, but she had the phone in her hand with a name already dialed: Yamato. Sora raised the phone to her ear and heard Yamato answer. She felt weaker then ever before and there was a strong odor of gas, but she forced herself to speak and hurry before anything happened.
"Yama…" Sora's voice was barely audible.
"Sora?!" Yamato's voice sounded worried. "Sora, what's wrong?"
"Cliff…Ichi-hachi line…Yama…I…Yama…" Sora's world went dark and the phone fell from her hands. But a pair of powerful arms lifted her from the car and moved her away from the wreckage.