Ok, here it is, CHAPTER 7!!!!!! This is going to be the best one yet, and I know that all of you that
have been reading this story will be very pleased! :) This is by far the longest chapter and. . .well. .
.it's also the end of the story. :( Well actually, it's the first ending of the story. Ya see, I want you all
to review and tell me if you'd like me to put up the other ending. This is the way I originally wanted
it too end but now that I've been working on it for so long, I think it could end a different way and
still be just as good. . .ENJOY! :)
I do not own Jin and Touya nor yu yu hakusho (bla bla bla bla)
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Six hours, that's all he had left. Jin knew he was dying, there was no way that he couldn't.
He could barely breathe, he could barely see and his entire body shook with tremendous spasms that
seemed to rip him apart from the inside out. But through all of this, Jin never asked for help, never
wanted rescue. He knew Touya was coming, he could sense it, but he did not want to have to look
into the face of his long time friend. And he did not want Touya to look upon him as he was now.
An hour before, Risho had entered the room for the first time. To Jin he seemed lost, dazed,
almost as if he were in a world of his own cut off from all reality. He walked to the fallen wind
master and knelt at his side, hand outstretched and began (to Jin's great surprise) to stroke the
youkai's face. Risho's touch was almost loving as he caressed and for a brief moment, Jin thought
he had reconsidered and was about to release him. But then he remembered what kind of demon
Risho was, and in that instant, Jin felt even more pain as Risho used one of his sharpened fingernails
to rake a gash straight down Jin's right cheek. Green blood that had once been red ushered forth
from that wound and it hissed and bubbled as it hit the stone floor. But the noise it produced was
nothing compared to the snake like tone in Risho's voice as he spoke. "You are the one that took
my Touya away from me. Do you realize what that felt like? It was as if someone had cut out my
heart," He made another slash at Jin's chest. "And stolen my breath," Another cut at the nape of
Jin's neck. "And took my very soul from me!" A final stab was made at the youkai's mid-section
and now all around had the bitter smell of blood and poison. "BUT YOU WILL NEVER
UNDERSTAND! YOU WILL NEVER KNOW MY PAIN! You think you are suffering now? I
WILL SHOW YOU WHAT IT REALLY IS!"
At that, Risho began to tare away Jin's clothing, ripping it and leaving the scraps to be
melted by the blood that was still flowing. He turned the former shinobi onto his stomach and began
to remove his own earthen garb, and Jin knew what was about to happen. "The very idea of a
creature like Touya making it with whelp like you makes me want to retch. I have never been able
to understand why he would want someone other than me to be with him, but that doesn't matter
now. Soon you will be gone and everything will be as it should be. But first I will take from you
the last thing I can." He mounted Jin, and as he pushed in he said, "I don't do this because I want
to, I do it because of Touya." And that was it. Risho began his assault and the force of it all was
almost too much for Jin to handle. With every second that went by, the bastard youkai seemed to go
deeper, harder, until the wind master felt the moisture that came from blood spilling from there as
well.
But still Jin did not think of his own pain for the images of Touya and Risho stilled played
out of the wall. He did not bother to claim that he and Touya had never been intimate, fore he knew
would think he was lying. Instead, the youkai tried to think of other things, of moments in his life
when he and Touya had once been happy. He saw them in his minds eye, a place where Risho's
yakusha could not reach. He saw himself and Touya standing in the middle of the forest, his arms
wrapped tightly around the ice demon. And he saw that Touya had a smile on his face, one that
would have charmed every demon in the Makai. And Jin couldn't help be pleased that, even if he
didn't get a chance to see his friend again, he would have the memory of that smile to guide him
through the rest of eternity
Jin's thoughts lasted him through the entire encounter, and when Risho was done he left him
there, covered in a mixture of his own blood and Risho's vile seed. And, being too weak and in too
much pain to do anything about it, that was how he remained.
!@#$%^&()
Touya could hardly believe it. Here they were, finally, standing outside the door of the
shinobi palace. Jin was somewhere within these barren walls and they had a little less then five
hours to find him.
Kurama stepped towards the door. He knew that the palace looked unprotected, but only
members of the shinobi could pass through the door unharmed. "Touya, you were once one of them.
You must enter first."
Touya nodded. It had been a long while since he had last been here, but he knew that Risho
wanted him to be there and would not have changed the pass word even after all this time.
"MORITURI TE SALUTANT! (We who are about to die salute you)" The large wooden doors
began to glow, and they swung inward to allow the demons to enter. When they were inside and the
doors closed behind them, Kurama stood in awe of his surroundings. He had never seen the shinobi
headquarters from the inner chambers, and now he could not believe his eyes. The walls were of a
bright silver in color and on them was painted a mural depicting the many battles the shinobi had
fought over time. On the cathedral style ceiling was written their code of honor which said "You
shall fight to the best of your abilities and work only for justice. You shall be as swift as the wind,
as strong as the earth, and as cold as ice. You shall sweat out all of your imperfections, and wear the
blood of your enemies as your make-up. You shall be the shinobi."
Kurama pulled himself away from the splendor and looked at Touya. "Do you know where
Jin is being held?"
"I believe that Risho has him in one of the holding cells down the west corridor."
"Well then lead the way." They were off, both running at their top speeds. The west
corridor was the nearest one to Risho's chamber, and though he had not been to the palace in many
years, Touya remembered all too well in which direction to go.
In only a few minutes they had reached the hall, but they had only five hours and 15 minutes
left. The west corridor was lined with hundreds and hundreds of doors and Jin could be behind any
one of them. "Kurama, you take the right side and I'll take the left."
They started in great haste to open the multitude of doors. But with every incorrect choice
Touya became more and more worried. He was also well aware that Risho knew he was not alone
in the castle, and that behind any one of those doors could be his old master. He opened another, but
at the same time he heard Kurama cry out in pain. He too had opened another door, but behind it
was something neither of them expected.
Touya ran towards Kurama, but before he could reach him, he watched as the kitsune was
grabbed and pulled into the room. The blue haired youkai stood in front of the door in horror fore
the thing that had captured Kurama was not Risho, but a large octopus like creature with nine
tentacles and millions of tiny probes that, when combined, created an electric shock so powerful it
could kill half the Makai. It had Kurama wrapped tightly in a coil, his arms planted firmly by his
sides. The creature then reached out for Touya, but the former shinobi was able to dodge the attack.
However, he had not counted one the beast's second ability. Aside from being able to stretch and
contort itself, it was also able to produce an invisible stun bolt just strong enough to knock someone
of balance. This is what happened to Touya. He fell, and the monstrosity grabbed him as well,
holding Kurama and himself back to back. He tried with all his might to create his ice sword, but to
no avail. The holding cells were guarded by a warding spell that prevented the use of you-ki.
And there they were held, struggling as they might, but unable to get away. Hours passed
and all hope dwindled down to only a few meager minutes. Touya's heart sank in his chest, it was
over, he had lost. But then a voice echoed through the room. It was a sinister voice, one Touya had
heard many times before. "Do not look so sad my dear ice crystal, it does not suit you. You should
be happy that Jin will be gone. After all, he has never shown you the love I have. When will you
learn this?"
That was when Touya was struck with a plan. He knew Risho was obsessed with him and
he would never turn down the opportunity to be with him. He also knew, that all Risho ever wanted
from him was for him to give himself willingly. . .
"I know that I did not understand your ways at first Risho. But now I see how foolish I was
to ever deny you. I did not come here to save Jin, I came here to be with you."
"What?"
"Yes Risho, I have returned to you. Please release me and we shall watch that bastard die
together. Let us be one my master. Your ice crystal begs of you."
For a moment, nothing happened, as if Risho was pondering this request. But then the coil
slowly started to unwrap and Touya was placed upon the floor. He knew Kurama would be ok, for
he could sense Hiei's ki coming steadily closer. When the fire demon found his kitsune, he would
be able to set him free since he used a katana and not his direct spirit energy. Now the only thing
left, was to go face Risho.
!@#$%^&*()
He found the earth master exactly where he thought he would be. He was inside his
chamber, arms outstretched. Touya approached him, and wrapped his arms around the youkai in an
almost loving embrace. "Are you really here my Touya?"
"Yes my master, I have returned."
To this, Risho brought Touya's lips to his and pressed their bodies together. He removed
their clothes, and for the last time, entered his beloved. Touya tried his hardest to act as if he
enjoyed to, as if this was something he could not live without. He knew he only had to pretend long
enough for Risho to reach climax and that the shinobi leader would be so lost in the pleasures of
orgasm he would not be completely conscious for a few moments.
Risho pounded himself into the ice demon, savoring every moan, every movement. It was
wonderful to feel the deepest parts of Touya and have it be consensual. His breath started to
quicken and his heart raced. All around him began to spin and blend and become one. He could
feel the climax coming forth, and his whole body shivered as he came.
But then Risho realized that he was not shivering from pleasure. He was cold. And when he
looked down, he saw the sheets of his bed soaked with blood. . .his own blood. Touya, no longer
being in a holding cell, had produced his ice sword and had managed to drive it deep into Risho's
chest, piercing his demon heart. "But. . .Touya. . .why? I thought. . .I thought you wanted. . .me. . "
"No. And now you will die like the bastard you are."
"No matter what you. . .what you do to me. . .I will always. . .love you. . .my ice crystal."
"It's over now Risho, I have won." He withdrew his sword from the youkai and gathered
the strength to throw him off the bed. But Risho merely laid there, eyes half closed, hand holding
the wound.
"No Touya. . .I have won." Risho's eyes closed fully then, his blood still running onto the
floor. He would die there, alone, under the watchful eyes of the countless ice demons painted
forever upon the walls.
!@#$%^&*()
Touya looked around the room. He had done it, he had killed Risho, had slain him as a
knight does the dragon. But now he had but four minutes left and no hope left. "Oh Inari! I need
your help! Anyone's help! Please. . .please. . ." And for the second time, Kurama's words held true
fore now something pushed against his back, and Touya realized that it was wind and that this wind
would lead him to Jin.
He ran onward and in but a few seconds found himself at the 107th door of the western
corridor. He wasted no time. The ice youkai grabbed the handle and swung the door nearly off its
hinges.
There was Jin, laying naked upon the stone floor, covered in what Touya believed to be a
green colored blanket. The red headed demon did not move, only stared at the northern wall. The
images that had once been there no longer were but their memory would last far beyond the reaches
of time.
Touya walked towards his friend, and as he got closer he realized that it was not a blanket
that covered Jin, but his very own blood, caked and molded to the flesh. He could smell the sour
sent of Risho's seed, and he knew that his friend had been raped. But the ice demon could not dwell
on that, fore he had to see if his friend was still alive. Kurama had given him the healing herbs and
had instructed him how to administer them in case something should happen, and in the final to
minutes he had left he made a small note to thank the kitsune for all he had done.
The blue haired demon knelt down beside Jin, and rolled him so that his head rested in his
lap. Touya could see now, the deep gash running along Jin's cheek, and how pale he actually was.
The wind demon's eyes were closed, but his chest still rose and fell with evidence of life, and that
was all that Touya needed.
He had not bothered to redress after the encounter with Risho, but he had remembered to
remove the medicine from his discarded clothes before he had left. Now, in his right hand, he held
the antidote, and with his left, found where the dart had first entered him. Once he found the area, he
inserted the tiny leaves one by one, until all five had been placed. There was nothing more he could
do now. . .
"You're gonna be ok Jin, I've found you, I've saved you. It's all over now." But nothing
happened. Jin did not stir nor did he show any other traits of life other then his shallow breathing.
"Jin. . .why? WHY WON'T YOU WAKE?!" Then, a voice filled the room, echoing for miles in
the abandoned palace.
Touya, why are ya always bein' so sad an lonely like?
"Jin? JIN?!" But there was no more. The frail body in his arms gave out its final breath
and the yakusha had revealed its final thought. "NO, YOU CAN'T BE GONE! YOU JUST
CAN'T BE! NO!. . .no." But Jin's body was so light in his arms as though he were nothing more
than a wisp of thought, made of the very air itself. He had been too late. "No. . .NO!!!!" And tears
began to fall from Touya's eyes, each one freezing into its own perfect icicle. . . his real shards of
winter. And as each shard fell it would shatter into a million pieces upon the floor, each broken
piece a mirror reflecting the image of the two youkai upon its surface.
"I finally have an answer to your question Jin." Touya said this through his increasing sobs.
"It's because I don't have you. . .it's because I don't have you." That was the last thing Touya ever
said, fore when Kurama and Hiei found him he was laying side by side with his beloved youkai, his
hand draped over his chest. Touya had used his ice sword once more, but this time he had turned it
upon himself. But on his face he wore a smile, the one he knew Jin loved so very dearly, and Jin
himself even seemed to be wearing a happier countenance, his eternal question having finally been
answer after so many years.
Hiei and Kurama did not move, only stood there in wonder of their fallen friends. After a
while, they left leaving the two the way they would have wanted, together. And the two youkai rested there
for all eternity one always next to the other. And though the tears of ice had long since melted and their
bodies withered away, they still were there in spirit to complete each other. One always flowing into
the other. . .much like the darkness and the light. . .
*Owari*
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Ya, I can't believe it's over either, but like I said, this was just the first ending and I want to know if
you guys would like to see the others. I'd also like you all to tell me if you think I should write
another fic. Well that's all for now...sayonara bye-bye :)
have been reading this story will be very pleased! :) This is by far the longest chapter and. . .well. .
.it's also the end of the story. :( Well actually, it's the first ending of the story. Ya see, I want you all
to review and tell me if you'd like me to put up the other ending. This is the way I originally wanted
it too end but now that I've been working on it for so long, I think it could end a different way and
still be just as good. . .ENJOY! :)
I do not own Jin and Touya nor yu yu hakusho (bla bla bla bla)
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Six hours, that's all he had left. Jin knew he was dying, there was no way that he couldn't.
He could barely breathe, he could barely see and his entire body shook with tremendous spasms that
seemed to rip him apart from the inside out. But through all of this, Jin never asked for help, never
wanted rescue. He knew Touya was coming, he could sense it, but he did not want to have to look
into the face of his long time friend. And he did not want Touya to look upon him as he was now.
An hour before, Risho had entered the room for the first time. To Jin he seemed lost, dazed,
almost as if he were in a world of his own cut off from all reality. He walked to the fallen wind
master and knelt at his side, hand outstretched and began (to Jin's great surprise) to stroke the
youkai's face. Risho's touch was almost loving as he caressed and for a brief moment, Jin thought
he had reconsidered and was about to release him. But then he remembered what kind of demon
Risho was, and in that instant, Jin felt even more pain as Risho used one of his sharpened fingernails
to rake a gash straight down Jin's right cheek. Green blood that had once been red ushered forth
from that wound and it hissed and bubbled as it hit the stone floor. But the noise it produced was
nothing compared to the snake like tone in Risho's voice as he spoke. "You are the one that took
my Touya away from me. Do you realize what that felt like? It was as if someone had cut out my
heart," He made another slash at Jin's chest. "And stolen my breath," Another cut at the nape of
Jin's neck. "And took my very soul from me!" A final stab was made at the youkai's mid-section
and now all around had the bitter smell of blood and poison. "BUT YOU WILL NEVER
UNDERSTAND! YOU WILL NEVER KNOW MY PAIN! You think you are suffering now? I
WILL SHOW YOU WHAT IT REALLY IS!"
At that, Risho began to tare away Jin's clothing, ripping it and leaving the scraps to be
melted by the blood that was still flowing. He turned the former shinobi onto his stomach and began
to remove his own earthen garb, and Jin knew what was about to happen. "The very idea of a
creature like Touya making it with whelp like you makes me want to retch. I have never been able
to understand why he would want someone other than me to be with him, but that doesn't matter
now. Soon you will be gone and everything will be as it should be. But first I will take from you
the last thing I can." He mounted Jin, and as he pushed in he said, "I don't do this because I want
to, I do it because of Touya." And that was it. Risho began his assault and the force of it all was
almost too much for Jin to handle. With every second that went by, the bastard youkai seemed to go
deeper, harder, until the wind master felt the moisture that came from blood spilling from there as
well.
But still Jin did not think of his own pain for the images of Touya and Risho stilled played
out of the wall. He did not bother to claim that he and Touya had never been intimate, fore he knew
would think he was lying. Instead, the youkai tried to think of other things, of moments in his life
when he and Touya had once been happy. He saw them in his minds eye, a place where Risho's
yakusha could not reach. He saw himself and Touya standing in the middle of the forest, his arms
wrapped tightly around the ice demon. And he saw that Touya had a smile on his face, one that
would have charmed every demon in the Makai. And Jin couldn't help be pleased that, even if he
didn't get a chance to see his friend again, he would have the memory of that smile to guide him
through the rest of eternity
Jin's thoughts lasted him through the entire encounter, and when Risho was done he left him
there, covered in a mixture of his own blood and Risho's vile seed. And, being too weak and in too
much pain to do anything about it, that was how he remained.
!@#$%^&()
Touya could hardly believe it. Here they were, finally, standing outside the door of the
shinobi palace. Jin was somewhere within these barren walls and they had a little less then five
hours to find him.
Kurama stepped towards the door. He knew that the palace looked unprotected, but only
members of the shinobi could pass through the door unharmed. "Touya, you were once one of them.
You must enter first."
Touya nodded. It had been a long while since he had last been here, but he knew that Risho
wanted him to be there and would not have changed the pass word even after all this time.
"MORITURI TE SALUTANT! (We who are about to die salute you)" The large wooden doors
began to glow, and they swung inward to allow the demons to enter. When they were inside and the
doors closed behind them, Kurama stood in awe of his surroundings. He had never seen the shinobi
headquarters from the inner chambers, and now he could not believe his eyes. The walls were of a
bright silver in color and on them was painted a mural depicting the many battles the shinobi had
fought over time. On the cathedral style ceiling was written their code of honor which said "You
shall fight to the best of your abilities and work only for justice. You shall be as swift as the wind,
as strong as the earth, and as cold as ice. You shall sweat out all of your imperfections, and wear the
blood of your enemies as your make-up. You shall be the shinobi."
Kurama pulled himself away from the splendor and looked at Touya. "Do you know where
Jin is being held?"
"I believe that Risho has him in one of the holding cells down the west corridor."
"Well then lead the way." They were off, both running at their top speeds. The west
corridor was the nearest one to Risho's chamber, and though he had not been to the palace in many
years, Touya remembered all too well in which direction to go.
In only a few minutes they had reached the hall, but they had only five hours and 15 minutes
left. The west corridor was lined with hundreds and hundreds of doors and Jin could be behind any
one of them. "Kurama, you take the right side and I'll take the left."
They started in great haste to open the multitude of doors. But with every incorrect choice
Touya became more and more worried. He was also well aware that Risho knew he was not alone
in the castle, and that behind any one of those doors could be his old master. He opened another, but
at the same time he heard Kurama cry out in pain. He too had opened another door, but behind it
was something neither of them expected.
Touya ran towards Kurama, but before he could reach him, he watched as the kitsune was
grabbed and pulled into the room. The blue haired youkai stood in front of the door in horror fore
the thing that had captured Kurama was not Risho, but a large octopus like creature with nine
tentacles and millions of tiny probes that, when combined, created an electric shock so powerful it
could kill half the Makai. It had Kurama wrapped tightly in a coil, his arms planted firmly by his
sides. The creature then reached out for Touya, but the former shinobi was able to dodge the attack.
However, he had not counted one the beast's second ability. Aside from being able to stretch and
contort itself, it was also able to produce an invisible stun bolt just strong enough to knock someone
of balance. This is what happened to Touya. He fell, and the monstrosity grabbed him as well,
holding Kurama and himself back to back. He tried with all his might to create his ice sword, but to
no avail. The holding cells were guarded by a warding spell that prevented the use of you-ki.
And there they were held, struggling as they might, but unable to get away. Hours passed
and all hope dwindled down to only a few meager minutes. Touya's heart sank in his chest, it was
over, he had lost. But then a voice echoed through the room. It was a sinister voice, one Touya had
heard many times before. "Do not look so sad my dear ice crystal, it does not suit you. You should
be happy that Jin will be gone. After all, he has never shown you the love I have. When will you
learn this?"
That was when Touya was struck with a plan. He knew Risho was obsessed with him and
he would never turn down the opportunity to be with him. He also knew, that all Risho ever wanted
from him was for him to give himself willingly. . .
"I know that I did not understand your ways at first Risho. But now I see how foolish I was
to ever deny you. I did not come here to save Jin, I came here to be with you."
"What?"
"Yes Risho, I have returned to you. Please release me and we shall watch that bastard die
together. Let us be one my master. Your ice crystal begs of you."
For a moment, nothing happened, as if Risho was pondering this request. But then the coil
slowly started to unwrap and Touya was placed upon the floor. He knew Kurama would be ok, for
he could sense Hiei's ki coming steadily closer. When the fire demon found his kitsune, he would
be able to set him free since he used a katana and not his direct spirit energy. Now the only thing
left, was to go face Risho.
!@#$%^&*()
He found the earth master exactly where he thought he would be. He was inside his
chamber, arms outstretched. Touya approached him, and wrapped his arms around the youkai in an
almost loving embrace. "Are you really here my Touya?"
"Yes my master, I have returned."
To this, Risho brought Touya's lips to his and pressed their bodies together. He removed
their clothes, and for the last time, entered his beloved. Touya tried his hardest to act as if he
enjoyed to, as if this was something he could not live without. He knew he only had to pretend long
enough for Risho to reach climax and that the shinobi leader would be so lost in the pleasures of
orgasm he would not be completely conscious for a few moments.
Risho pounded himself into the ice demon, savoring every moan, every movement. It was
wonderful to feel the deepest parts of Touya and have it be consensual. His breath started to
quicken and his heart raced. All around him began to spin and blend and become one. He could
feel the climax coming forth, and his whole body shivered as he came.
But then Risho realized that he was not shivering from pleasure. He was cold. And when he
looked down, he saw the sheets of his bed soaked with blood. . .his own blood. Touya, no longer
being in a holding cell, had produced his ice sword and had managed to drive it deep into Risho's
chest, piercing his demon heart. "But. . .Touya. . .why? I thought. . .I thought you wanted. . .me. . "
"No. And now you will die like the bastard you are."
"No matter what you. . .what you do to me. . .I will always. . .love you. . .my ice crystal."
"It's over now Risho, I have won." He withdrew his sword from the youkai and gathered
the strength to throw him off the bed. But Risho merely laid there, eyes half closed, hand holding
the wound.
"No Touya. . .I have won." Risho's eyes closed fully then, his blood still running onto the
floor. He would die there, alone, under the watchful eyes of the countless ice demons painted
forever upon the walls.
!@#$%^&*()
Touya looked around the room. He had done it, he had killed Risho, had slain him as a
knight does the dragon. But now he had but four minutes left and no hope left. "Oh Inari! I need
your help! Anyone's help! Please. . .please. . ." And for the second time, Kurama's words held true
fore now something pushed against his back, and Touya realized that it was wind and that this wind
would lead him to Jin.
He ran onward and in but a few seconds found himself at the 107th door of the western
corridor. He wasted no time. The ice youkai grabbed the handle and swung the door nearly off its
hinges.
There was Jin, laying naked upon the stone floor, covered in what Touya believed to be a
green colored blanket. The red headed demon did not move, only stared at the northern wall. The
images that had once been there no longer were but their memory would last far beyond the reaches
of time.
Touya walked towards his friend, and as he got closer he realized that it was not a blanket
that covered Jin, but his very own blood, caked and molded to the flesh. He could smell the sour
sent of Risho's seed, and he knew that his friend had been raped. But the ice demon could not dwell
on that, fore he had to see if his friend was still alive. Kurama had given him the healing herbs and
had instructed him how to administer them in case something should happen, and in the final to
minutes he had left he made a small note to thank the kitsune for all he had done.
The blue haired demon knelt down beside Jin, and rolled him so that his head rested in his
lap. Touya could see now, the deep gash running along Jin's cheek, and how pale he actually was.
The wind demon's eyes were closed, but his chest still rose and fell with evidence of life, and that
was all that Touya needed.
He had not bothered to redress after the encounter with Risho, but he had remembered to
remove the medicine from his discarded clothes before he had left. Now, in his right hand, he held
the antidote, and with his left, found where the dart had first entered him. Once he found the area, he
inserted the tiny leaves one by one, until all five had been placed. There was nothing more he could
do now. . .
"You're gonna be ok Jin, I've found you, I've saved you. It's all over now." But nothing
happened. Jin did not stir nor did he show any other traits of life other then his shallow breathing.
"Jin. . .why? WHY WON'T YOU WAKE?!" Then, a voice filled the room, echoing for miles in
the abandoned palace.
Touya, why are ya always bein' so sad an lonely like?
"Jin? JIN?!" But there was no more. The frail body in his arms gave out its final breath
and the yakusha had revealed its final thought. "NO, YOU CAN'T BE GONE! YOU JUST
CAN'T BE! NO!. . .no." But Jin's body was so light in his arms as though he were nothing more
than a wisp of thought, made of the very air itself. He had been too late. "No. . .NO!!!!" And tears
began to fall from Touya's eyes, each one freezing into its own perfect icicle. . . his real shards of
winter. And as each shard fell it would shatter into a million pieces upon the floor, each broken
piece a mirror reflecting the image of the two youkai upon its surface.
"I finally have an answer to your question Jin." Touya said this through his increasing sobs.
"It's because I don't have you. . .it's because I don't have you." That was the last thing Touya ever
said, fore when Kurama and Hiei found him he was laying side by side with his beloved youkai, his
hand draped over his chest. Touya had used his ice sword once more, but this time he had turned it
upon himself. But on his face he wore a smile, the one he knew Jin loved so very dearly, and Jin
himself even seemed to be wearing a happier countenance, his eternal question having finally been
answer after so many years.
Hiei and Kurama did not move, only stood there in wonder of their fallen friends. After a
while, they left leaving the two the way they would have wanted, together. And the two youkai rested there
for all eternity one always next to the other. And though the tears of ice had long since melted and their
bodies withered away, they still were there in spirit to complete each other. One always flowing into
the other. . .much like the darkness and the light. . .
*Owari*
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Ya, I can't believe it's over either, but like I said, this was just the first ending and I want to know if
you guys would like to see the others. I'd also like you all to tell me if you think I should write
another fic. Well that's all for now...sayonara bye-bye :)
