[waves with both hands then hides under a rock at fear of being shot] Um...
I... I haven't really had the chance to update like I would have liked...
that and coupled with no inspiration, this fic lay forgotten for a very
long time. But- spring break and a time allowed for me to come up with
something.
That being said, I have a fan fiction archive that I wanna plug...:
Greatestjournal [DOT] com/~ryuichirepublic
Shorts and... shorts. When there are lemons in this story, they'll be posted there. ((yes, you have to edit the link because ff.net is mean and doesn't let me even put in unactive hyperlinks!))
Now for the replies of well... a long time ago!:
SAKURA-NO-TAMASHI: Yeah- Rociel is... just so out there; it would take him being smacked in the head repeatedly to see how much Katan cares for him... or...? [evil thoughts]
MIDNIGHTINTHEGARDEN: Ah- I've never played more than the 1st game of Silent Hill- and the farthest I've gotten there is the school! How sad, ne? That game is so hard...
HORYUU: Well I certainly hope target practice on Sara went well!
SEPHYKOI: Lol- I can understand the near hate deal with Sara- I feel that way about Relena from Gundam Wing. She just... pushes my buttons and I really can't stand her. Getting in the way of 1x2... grr... ANYWAY- yeah- there'll probably be some lemon later on.
MAE3: Yeah- *I'm* worried about how Rociel will react... freak out and attempt to kill him... or act cool and attempt to kill him? Hard to say!
REKIAREIUM: I updated! I updated! PLEASE DON'T TAKE OUT MY PANCREAS! [faints]
TAMACHAN444: "oh... is this an alternate universe thingy?" [sweatdrops]
Anyway, enough with the reviews- onto the story!
Oh- and before I forget, thank you HakuKumo for betaing this chapter!
DISCLAIMER: No- it's not mine. The story is mine- but the rest belongs to some people with a lot more of a creative mind than mine!
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/.../: Thoughts
Gardenia: "Trying to Find You"
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Kira's dark eyes followed the gravel path that led to the drop off area of the mental institute. It seemed as if no one had driven nor walked on the path for ages. His own steps were like new markings across a plain and expanding field.
He didn't like the place.
/I can't believe they sent him HERE./ The teen adjusted his shoulder bag and stopped walking completely, his eyes now scanning the entire area as he turned in his spot. The willow trees looked as if they were hiding something; the marine layer was uncomfortable; and the building, it looked like something fake and out of a horror movie. /Did they make this place look this way on purpose?/
He frowned and continued walking, and within minutes was stepping into the large reception area. The floor was reflective like glass, the walls white as pure snow, everything indicated cleanliness and orderliness.
Kira briskly walked to the receptionist desk but immediately fell impatient when he found no one there. /What type of place are they trying to run...?/ He glanced from side to side, out of the corner of his eye he noticed a glass of water that apparently had been sitting on the counter for some time, a circle of water had formed from condensation. Again his eyes looked back at the counter and they fell upon a manila folder clearly labeled CONFIDENTIAL. /Not a very good place if they leave confidential files out./
The time ticked by -10, 20 minutes- Kira had had enough. With a very impatient demeanor, he walked around the desk and started to sift through the time notebooks and several confidential files, finally coming on a log of patients and their rooms. Without hesitation he flipped quickly through the listing in the notebook, coming upon Setsuna's name and his room number.
/This is bullshit.../ Kira frowned angrily as he looked around for the door that would lead to the holding rooms. He pushed it open and walked quickly inside- but within 4 steps the overwhelming urge to vomit was on his mind. He coughed and put his hand over his mouth, eyes watering and his nostrils flaring at the fumes he could connect to those in the past. The gases and fumes of corpses that hadn't been laid to rest hung heavily in the air.
He closed his eyes and tried to adjust to the smell. It had been years since he'd been around a rotting body and it seemed his senses had forgotten how to get past them and forget the stench.
After some time that knowledge came, though, and he was soon standing upright again, looking at the number of the door he was standing next to, 1128.
"Fuck." A slightly gruff word came from his lips. Setsuna's room was number 3752.
He began to walk down the corridor of cells, but curiosity was starting to get the better of him. Somewhere around room 2040, he stopped and glanced at one of the locked doors. There was a small window at the top, around eye level, containing a small closed shutter. He walked cautiously to the door, hand reaching out and touching the cold white surface and sliding the shutter open. Kira's eyes widened at the sight, or rather nearly lack of it.
Inside there was nothing but a small bed, something that resembled a toilet, and a body that lay at an odd angle on the floor. The small amount of light that was shed on the body from the open shutter showed the body's frailty and lack of nutrition. It was dead from what Kira could only guess was starvation. He couldn't even open his mouth in shock or awe, the stench was stronger with him being so close to the door.
~*~*~
"Did you see that, Katan? He blinked at me! He blinked more than usual at me!" Rociel spun on his spot as the two walked on the lawn of the institute.
"I saw, Rociel-sama." Katan said almost bitterly as he followed a few steps behind his master.
Everyday the two spent hours walking around the institute, which has become their "daily exercise" and sight seeing trip. It usually consisted of Rociel speaking constantly about happenings with Alexiel that had existed in the past and his plans for the future with her as well.
"Oh, she's coming, Katan. I can feel it in me... She's coming back and finally we can be together. Little moments like that show she's still alive."
Katan nodded. He didn't deny the fact that Alexiel was still alive... he didn't doubt it. But he didn't believe that she was going to reveal herself again in Setsuna. After Setsuna's show of insanity, Katan believed she'd used her passion of war as well as her abilities, in that single murder that condemned Setsuna to be institutionalized. But that was it. He didn't believe she'd appear once again.
"What do you think, Katan?" Rociel suddenly asked, causing the cherub to look up in surprise. /Since when has he cared what I've thought...?/ His master had stopped walking and was looking at him with a curious face.
"I.." Katan looked down, internally panicking. He'd never before had to come up with an opinion pleasing to the angel. "I think Alexiel-sama can come back. It's only a matter of time." At Rociel's smile of painted lips, Katan felt immediate relief.
"You're right. It's only a matter of time."
The two made their way around the edge of the property, slowly making their way towards the walkway that led to the front doors of the institute. It would be 2 hours before they would find evidence of someone having walked there to visit.
~*~*~
"Setsuna." A female voice said with no emotion- merely speaking to get attention.
The cold eyes of the owner of the name darted to the right and at the female sitting on his bed.
"The time to start paying attention to the subjects in this world has come. He's come for you."
Setsuna's entire body made no motion to show fear, anger, happiness, elation, none of it. He was still except for the curvature of his eyes starting to show brimming tears.
"There will be time later for you to show your gratitude and joy. But now isn't that time. You need to listen to me and do as I say or neither of us will ever be able to stay with Nanatsusaya and there will never be another chance to take back the future."
Setsuna's eyes fell to the ground, but he nodded only slightly to show acknowledgement.
"When he comes here, you can not show your recognition of him, you must remain cold until..."
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NEXT CHAPTER: Whatever. I have no idea at the moment.
That being said, I have a fan fiction archive that I wanna plug...:
Greatestjournal [DOT] com/~ryuichirepublic
Shorts and... shorts. When there are lemons in this story, they'll be posted there. ((yes, you have to edit the link because ff.net is mean and doesn't let me even put in unactive hyperlinks!))
Now for the replies of well... a long time ago!:
SAKURA-NO-TAMASHI: Yeah- Rociel is... just so out there; it would take him being smacked in the head repeatedly to see how much Katan cares for him... or...? [evil thoughts]
MIDNIGHTINTHEGARDEN: Ah- I've never played more than the 1st game of Silent Hill- and the farthest I've gotten there is the school! How sad, ne? That game is so hard...
HORYUU: Well I certainly hope target practice on Sara went well!
SEPHYKOI: Lol- I can understand the near hate deal with Sara- I feel that way about Relena from Gundam Wing. She just... pushes my buttons and I really can't stand her. Getting in the way of 1x2... grr... ANYWAY- yeah- there'll probably be some lemon later on.
MAE3: Yeah- *I'm* worried about how Rociel will react... freak out and attempt to kill him... or act cool and attempt to kill him? Hard to say!
REKIAREIUM: I updated! I updated! PLEASE DON'T TAKE OUT MY PANCREAS! [faints]
TAMACHAN444: "oh... is this an alternate universe thingy?" [sweatdrops]
Anyway, enough with the reviews- onto the story!
Oh- and before I forget, thank you HakuKumo for betaing this chapter!
DISCLAIMER: No- it's not mine. The story is mine- but the rest belongs to some people with a lot more of a creative mind than mine!
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/.../: Thoughts
Gardenia: "Trying to Find You"
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Kira's dark eyes followed the gravel path that led to the drop off area of the mental institute. It seemed as if no one had driven nor walked on the path for ages. His own steps were like new markings across a plain and expanding field.
He didn't like the place.
/I can't believe they sent him HERE./ The teen adjusted his shoulder bag and stopped walking completely, his eyes now scanning the entire area as he turned in his spot. The willow trees looked as if they were hiding something; the marine layer was uncomfortable; and the building, it looked like something fake and out of a horror movie. /Did they make this place look this way on purpose?/
He frowned and continued walking, and within minutes was stepping into the large reception area. The floor was reflective like glass, the walls white as pure snow, everything indicated cleanliness and orderliness.
Kira briskly walked to the receptionist desk but immediately fell impatient when he found no one there. /What type of place are they trying to run...?/ He glanced from side to side, out of the corner of his eye he noticed a glass of water that apparently had been sitting on the counter for some time, a circle of water had formed from condensation. Again his eyes looked back at the counter and they fell upon a manila folder clearly labeled CONFIDENTIAL. /Not a very good place if they leave confidential files out./
The time ticked by -10, 20 minutes- Kira had had enough. With a very impatient demeanor, he walked around the desk and started to sift through the time notebooks and several confidential files, finally coming on a log of patients and their rooms. Without hesitation he flipped quickly through the listing in the notebook, coming upon Setsuna's name and his room number.
/This is bullshit.../ Kira frowned angrily as he looked around for the door that would lead to the holding rooms. He pushed it open and walked quickly inside- but within 4 steps the overwhelming urge to vomit was on his mind. He coughed and put his hand over his mouth, eyes watering and his nostrils flaring at the fumes he could connect to those in the past. The gases and fumes of corpses that hadn't been laid to rest hung heavily in the air.
He closed his eyes and tried to adjust to the smell. It had been years since he'd been around a rotting body and it seemed his senses had forgotten how to get past them and forget the stench.
After some time that knowledge came, though, and he was soon standing upright again, looking at the number of the door he was standing next to, 1128.
"Fuck." A slightly gruff word came from his lips. Setsuna's room was number 3752.
He began to walk down the corridor of cells, but curiosity was starting to get the better of him. Somewhere around room 2040, he stopped and glanced at one of the locked doors. There was a small window at the top, around eye level, containing a small closed shutter. He walked cautiously to the door, hand reaching out and touching the cold white surface and sliding the shutter open. Kira's eyes widened at the sight, or rather nearly lack of it.
Inside there was nothing but a small bed, something that resembled a toilet, and a body that lay at an odd angle on the floor. The small amount of light that was shed on the body from the open shutter showed the body's frailty and lack of nutrition. It was dead from what Kira could only guess was starvation. He couldn't even open his mouth in shock or awe, the stench was stronger with him being so close to the door.
~*~*~
"Did you see that, Katan? He blinked at me! He blinked more than usual at me!" Rociel spun on his spot as the two walked on the lawn of the institute.
"I saw, Rociel-sama." Katan said almost bitterly as he followed a few steps behind his master.
Everyday the two spent hours walking around the institute, which has become their "daily exercise" and sight seeing trip. It usually consisted of Rociel speaking constantly about happenings with Alexiel that had existed in the past and his plans for the future with her as well.
"Oh, she's coming, Katan. I can feel it in me... She's coming back and finally we can be together. Little moments like that show she's still alive."
Katan nodded. He didn't deny the fact that Alexiel was still alive... he didn't doubt it. But he didn't believe that she was going to reveal herself again in Setsuna. After Setsuna's show of insanity, Katan believed she'd used her passion of war as well as her abilities, in that single murder that condemned Setsuna to be institutionalized. But that was it. He didn't believe she'd appear once again.
"What do you think, Katan?" Rociel suddenly asked, causing the cherub to look up in surprise. /Since when has he cared what I've thought...?/ His master had stopped walking and was looking at him with a curious face.
"I.." Katan looked down, internally panicking. He'd never before had to come up with an opinion pleasing to the angel. "I think Alexiel-sama can come back. It's only a matter of time." At Rociel's smile of painted lips, Katan felt immediate relief.
"You're right. It's only a matter of time."
The two made their way around the edge of the property, slowly making their way towards the walkway that led to the front doors of the institute. It would be 2 hours before they would find evidence of someone having walked there to visit.
~*~*~
"Setsuna." A female voice said with no emotion- merely speaking to get attention.
The cold eyes of the owner of the name darted to the right and at the female sitting on his bed.
"The time to start paying attention to the subjects in this world has come. He's come for you."
Setsuna's entire body made no motion to show fear, anger, happiness, elation, none of it. He was still except for the curvature of his eyes starting to show brimming tears.
"There will be time later for you to show your gratitude and joy. But now isn't that time. You need to listen to me and do as I say or neither of us will ever be able to stay with Nanatsusaya and there will never be another chance to take back the future."
Setsuna's eyes fell to the ground, but he nodded only slightly to show acknowledgement.
"When he comes here, you can not show your recognition of him, you must remain cold until..."
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NEXT CHAPTER: Whatever. I have no idea at the moment.