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own Yu Yu Hakusho. I don't own the characters and the story itself. Sue me
if I declared myself as Yoshihiro Togashi. But, as a devoted fan, I was
given permission to create fiction stories for the press.
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TITLE: Silver Dragon
AUTHOR: kitsune_no_baka
AUTHOR'S NOTES: If you have any comments, suggestions or violent reactions,
please don't hesitate to mail me at: redrose_kitsune@yahoo.com *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
CHAPTER I:
HALF MOON
It was dark and cold. The trees swayed to the beat of the dancing wind. The atrocious darkness escaped behind the unguarded light and wandered with the lost souls of the past, present and future. The eclipse embraced the skies and the crimson dream was slowly turning into reality.
Lies.
Deceit
The window hid beneath the cloaks of darkness proving only that the Kitsune is sleeping. I took my Katana out of its covers and watched its' silvery enchantment. It shone under the half moon's visiting but disappeared vaguely. 'It's still too dirty to clean' I thought. I could still smell the fragrant blood as it lingered in the tip of my Katana's blade. I slid my hands cutting my self allowing my blood flow into the abyss. I grinned watching my blood flowing continuously 'And yet it's still sharp' I smiled at that thought. Suddenly, the smile in my features turned into despair.
'Here I am'
'Under a lonely tree'
'Losing my self in the darkness'
'Entranced by my isolation'
My hazy vision blinded me. The deafening silence betrayed my unguarded ears. I was going numb, going to my extreme again. Drowned by my mixed emotions. I can feel the unchained rhapsody of loneliness.
Stop.
Suddenly, I heard a screeching sound behind my head. I opened my eyes and looked around. I was sweating hard. My body was listless. I looked around and saw nothing but the ningen's open sky secluded by the eclipse. The same eclipse I saw before I closed my eyes. I looked around once again and my eyes began to widen. The kitsune's window was open. I sealed my Katana and jumped inside the silenced room. Looking around the room, I saw a hooded figure down the kitsune's bed. I commanded fire to spring out of my hands, then rings of fire began to form. The hooded figure was the kitsune himself. He was breathing heavily and sweating hard. I touched his pale face and quickly removed my hand. It was as if I touched my own flames when I touched him.
'Why?'
I remembered the Kitsune's guardian. The ningen he lives with and calls him son. I opened the Kitsune's door but hesitated. 'If I call the ningen.. she'd know I'm here. Damn it! What do I do?!' I closed the door accidentally slamming it. Just then the ningen woke up and opened the lights in her room. I can hear her, walking, climbing the stairs. I turned around and went out going to the tree I was staying at. The ningen opened the Kitsune's door, illuminating the lights. There, she found the helpless Kitsune in his room lying on the floor.
She took her 'son' into her arms and touched his forehead. She went out of the room and then vanished.
'I wonder what's wrong with the Kitsune.'
My hands felt the burning feeling again. The Kitsune was as gloomy as the jagan's fire. Blood filled my nostrils. I stared at my right hand and saw the wounded finger when I touched the Katana. It wasn't bleeding but I could feel it bleeding inside me.
'Why?'
I wanted to know why. Maybe the kitsune knows why. As I try to approach him, I was startled. I hid myself in the bushy tree trunks when I heard an alarming sound. It was a van and two men came out. They entered the house and then went to the kitsune's room. They carried him into the vehicle and the ningen went inside too. 'Where are they taking him Where is the ningen going?' The van started moving until it disappeared into the night.
'Wait!'
'What's happening?'
'Where are you taking him?'
'I need to know'
'Tell me'
TITLE: Silver Dragon
AUTHOR: kitsune_no_baka
AUTHOR'S NOTES: If you have any comments, suggestions or violent reactions,
please don't hesitate to mail me at: redrose_kitsune@yahoo.com *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
CHAPTER I:
HALF MOON
It was dark and cold. The trees swayed to the beat of the dancing wind. The atrocious darkness escaped behind the unguarded light and wandered with the lost souls of the past, present and future. The eclipse embraced the skies and the crimson dream was slowly turning into reality.
Lies.
Deceit
The window hid beneath the cloaks of darkness proving only that the Kitsune is sleeping. I took my Katana out of its covers and watched its' silvery enchantment. It shone under the half moon's visiting but disappeared vaguely. 'It's still too dirty to clean' I thought. I could still smell the fragrant blood as it lingered in the tip of my Katana's blade. I slid my hands cutting my self allowing my blood flow into the abyss. I grinned watching my blood flowing continuously 'And yet it's still sharp' I smiled at that thought. Suddenly, the smile in my features turned into despair.
'Here I am'
'Under a lonely tree'
'Losing my self in the darkness'
'Entranced by my isolation'
My hazy vision blinded me. The deafening silence betrayed my unguarded ears. I was going numb, going to my extreme again. Drowned by my mixed emotions. I can feel the unchained rhapsody of loneliness.
Stop.
Suddenly, I heard a screeching sound behind my head. I opened my eyes and looked around. I was sweating hard. My body was listless. I looked around and saw nothing but the ningen's open sky secluded by the eclipse. The same eclipse I saw before I closed my eyes. I looked around once again and my eyes began to widen. The kitsune's window was open. I sealed my Katana and jumped inside the silenced room. Looking around the room, I saw a hooded figure down the kitsune's bed. I commanded fire to spring out of my hands, then rings of fire began to form. The hooded figure was the kitsune himself. He was breathing heavily and sweating hard. I touched his pale face and quickly removed my hand. It was as if I touched my own flames when I touched him.
'Why?'
I remembered the Kitsune's guardian. The ningen he lives with and calls him son. I opened the Kitsune's door but hesitated. 'If I call the ningen.. she'd know I'm here. Damn it! What do I do?!' I closed the door accidentally slamming it. Just then the ningen woke up and opened the lights in her room. I can hear her, walking, climbing the stairs. I turned around and went out going to the tree I was staying at. The ningen opened the Kitsune's door, illuminating the lights. There, she found the helpless Kitsune in his room lying on the floor.
She took her 'son' into her arms and touched his forehead. She went out of the room and then vanished.
'I wonder what's wrong with the Kitsune.'
My hands felt the burning feeling again. The Kitsune was as gloomy as the jagan's fire. Blood filled my nostrils. I stared at my right hand and saw the wounded finger when I touched the Katana. It wasn't bleeding but I could feel it bleeding inside me.
'Why?'
I wanted to know why. Maybe the kitsune knows why. As I try to approach him, I was startled. I hid myself in the bushy tree trunks when I heard an alarming sound. It was a van and two men came out. They entered the house and then went to the kitsune's room. They carried him into the vehicle and the ningen went inside too. 'Where are they taking him Where is the ningen going?' The van started moving until it disappeared into the night.
'Wait!'
'What's happening?'
'Where are you taking him?'
'I need to know'
'Tell me'
