A/N: Okay, it is 1:37 am, Sunday morning, I got off work thirty minutes
ago, and I am pissed. So, first off, I get to rant! Now, I think that we
all know, that if you do not LIKE a fic, you STOP READING IT! So don't
give me a review telling me how crappy it is. If you don't like it, don't
f**king read it! Its not rocket science, Kachikara! And, maybe if you
would take the time, and read the rest of the fic you hate so much, you
would be given an explanation as to how she came back. No, she was not
buried for an entire freaking month; she was alive practically the entire
time. After Weiß finally got Omi out of the hospital room, the doctors
revived her. It was part of a plot...but why am I telling you this?! You
really don't deserve acknowledgement. That is reserved for people who are
decent.
And, you can go into a coma from blood-loss. When she woke up wasn't very realistic, yeah, but Hollywood kinda suspends that "realism" for dramatic purposes, which is what I did. Yes, I did think about that.
Everyone else, whom I love, thank you! Sorry, I get very defensive about my work, I know I shouldn't, but I do anyway. Especially when people don't even take the time to think about some things.
On a happier note, I have two new stories that I'm going to be putting up! A Smallville fic, for all of the Superman fans; and a FAKE fic! Yay! I love that manga! It'll be Dee/Ryo of course! Just cause I don't like shonen ai Weiß fics doesn't mean I don't like shonen ai. I think it's awesome that people are open-minded enough to read that stuff. I even got a completely homophobic chick from my government class to read it, and she loves it! Yay for celebrate diversity! Well, that should be up soon. Please tell me what you think. Constructive criticism ONLY!!!
And I know that it IS a little early to add in Sakura, but she's what pushes the story along.
Return For Me
Chapter 3: Disbelief
Yohji stared at her, infuriated by her words. "I don't know who you are, but that is *not* funny," he said, deathly quiet.
She shook her head, "I don't look that different, do I? Please, where's Omi? I have to speak to him."
"You were just another torture, weren't you? Omi loved you, damn it! Was this just another scheme to punish the last Takatori?!"
"No! Omi isn't a Takatori! And I would never hurt him! Please! You have to believe me! They tricked all of you because they knew what you were! They needed me...they tricked all of you so they could get me back. If you thought I was dead, they knew you wouldn't look for me. Please! Is Omi hurt? Did they actually-" she started to cry.
Ken, who had been watching the entire thing, looked her in the eye, "S...Sakura?"
She nodded.
"I...I-I thought I killed you?"
Sakura looked around, the shop was completely empty; Aya was closing the doors. She swallowed and lifted her shirt a little. Just below her bra, were four, rather large, puncture wounds, which were slowly-but-surely healing.
Ken balled his right hand into a fist and held it close to her body. Relief and guilt flooded his face, "Th-they're mine..."
As much as Yohji wanted it to be her, he also didn't want it to be her. She had caused Omi so much pain; he wanted Omi to heal, forget, find his own strength to fight his feelings. Yohji remembered when he first saw Asuka alive...it was almost at horrible as when he watched her die. He didn't know the reason, it just was.
"Please," Sakura fell to her knees, "I need to see him. They couldn't have hurt him, like they said! Please!"
"Fine!" Yohji finally said, "Come on!"
He led the girl, who was trying to wipe her tears away up to Omi's room and banged on the door. "Omi, I have someone out here I know you will want to see..."
A/N: It is now: 2:23 a.m., Sunday morning, my cold medicine is still on full blast, so I can't sleep, and I'm really tired. I hate my job. I want to quit! ::Cri:: Someone save me, please. Well, enjoy! Sorry the chapter is so short, I don't like writing after I get a flame, it just hurts, you know? Besides, I've been writing "CD" (I refuse to put up the real title, so I abbreviated it) for my school newspaper. I hope I can get it published as a novel soon! Well, wish me luck! Ja ne!
And, you can go into a coma from blood-loss. When she woke up wasn't very realistic, yeah, but Hollywood kinda suspends that "realism" for dramatic purposes, which is what I did. Yes, I did think about that.
Everyone else, whom I love, thank you! Sorry, I get very defensive about my work, I know I shouldn't, but I do anyway. Especially when people don't even take the time to think about some things.
On a happier note, I have two new stories that I'm going to be putting up! A Smallville fic, for all of the Superman fans; and a FAKE fic! Yay! I love that manga! It'll be Dee/Ryo of course! Just cause I don't like shonen ai Weiß fics doesn't mean I don't like shonen ai. I think it's awesome that people are open-minded enough to read that stuff. I even got a completely homophobic chick from my government class to read it, and she loves it! Yay for celebrate diversity! Well, that should be up soon. Please tell me what you think. Constructive criticism ONLY!!!
And I know that it IS a little early to add in Sakura, but she's what pushes the story along.
Return For Me
Chapter 3: Disbelief
Yohji stared at her, infuriated by her words. "I don't know who you are, but that is *not* funny," he said, deathly quiet.
She shook her head, "I don't look that different, do I? Please, where's Omi? I have to speak to him."
"You were just another torture, weren't you? Omi loved you, damn it! Was this just another scheme to punish the last Takatori?!"
"No! Omi isn't a Takatori! And I would never hurt him! Please! You have to believe me! They tricked all of you because they knew what you were! They needed me...they tricked all of you so they could get me back. If you thought I was dead, they knew you wouldn't look for me. Please! Is Omi hurt? Did they actually-" she started to cry.
Ken, who had been watching the entire thing, looked her in the eye, "S...Sakura?"
She nodded.
"I...I-I thought I killed you?"
Sakura looked around, the shop was completely empty; Aya was closing the doors. She swallowed and lifted her shirt a little. Just below her bra, were four, rather large, puncture wounds, which were slowly-but-surely healing.
Ken balled his right hand into a fist and held it close to her body. Relief and guilt flooded his face, "Th-they're mine..."
As much as Yohji wanted it to be her, he also didn't want it to be her. She had caused Omi so much pain; he wanted Omi to heal, forget, find his own strength to fight his feelings. Yohji remembered when he first saw Asuka alive...it was almost at horrible as when he watched her die. He didn't know the reason, it just was.
"Please," Sakura fell to her knees, "I need to see him. They couldn't have hurt him, like they said! Please!"
"Fine!" Yohji finally said, "Come on!"
He led the girl, who was trying to wipe her tears away up to Omi's room and banged on the door. "Omi, I have someone out here I know you will want to see..."
A/N: It is now: 2:23 a.m., Sunday morning, my cold medicine is still on full blast, so I can't sleep, and I'm really tired. I hate my job. I want to quit! ::Cri:: Someone save me, please. Well, enjoy! Sorry the chapter is so short, I don't like writing after I get a flame, it just hurts, you know? Besides, I've been writing "CD" (I refuse to put up the real title, so I abbreviated it) for my school newspaper. I hope I can get it published as a novel soon! Well, wish me luck! Ja ne!