Title: Ryu
Rating: PG, maybe PG-13 for profanity in later chapters?
Tactician's Name: Kiti Age at Beginning of Fic: 14 Age in Later Chapters: 19-20ish
Pairings: Eliwood x Ninian, implied Erk x ?, Lucius x Serra, Pent x Louise (Der), Hector x Florina, implied Legault x Heath, Lyn x Rath, Wil x Rebecca, Nino x Jaffar, Nils x Tactician. Many pairings listed in later chapters, many more will be added.
Warnings: Thoughts of rape and FE 6 spoilers (Maybe).
Disclaimer: I don't own any character in this story but Kiti. And the Lyrics in this part are the song "Hanabi" by Ayumi Hamasaki. Whoo! Fireworks!
Author Notes: Whoo, more fighty dead peopleness. Does the Lycian religion have a Hell? I dunno. Enjoy
I'm looking up at the stained sky so my tears don't well up and fall. Why can't people live as they wish
They had to head back now.
Kiti was thinking frantically, Heath and Legault were nowhere to be seen, both had disappeared in opposite directions after two different bands of mercenaries, hired to kill them.
How did she know?
Lets just call it instinct after staring down the shaft of a blade to your attacker.
She needed to get away.
To Caelin.
To anywhere but on the receiving end of a sword.
"Mm, and I get the biggest bounty of all. The deliverance of the tactician's severed head."
She shuddered and bit back a whimper of fear. She had been innumerable battles, but never this close to death. Never staring it in the face, with its looming face grinning back at her.
Her attacker was a mid-20's early-30's looking brute, with many scars across his face, and a sickening grin.
"But perhaps I should have some fun,"
She shuddered even more at the last word. It was too obvious what he meant.
",with our little troublesome genius."
"Not before the devils in the seventh level of hell have their way with you."
Her attacker fell over, bleeding from mouth and chest. She stood stunned, staring into the face of her red-eyed savior.
So red...
I don't want a weak heart that can't cry
or the strength not to cry.
I'll search for a shooting
star to cast my wishes on, but dawn is coming too soon and I won't be able to find one.
"Mm. So who would you be? A noble woman? A thief?"
She ran her eyes over the features of the man before her. He wore a thin band of gold on his forehead, and a faded yellow cloak that reminded her of Matthew's attire. His tunic was a deep forest green, and by his side he held a sword that resembled something akin to Lyn's Mani Katti. But her eyes lingered on his face, his hair, his eyes, they may have been different...but...
"N-Nils?"
"How do you know my name? I have given it to no one in this land."
He held a sword to her throat pushing her back into the wall, trapping her there.
"Nils, Nils please. It's me. It's me, Kiti. Remember? The tactician?"
The sword dropped to the ground with a muffled thud.
"K-Kiti?"
She wrapped her arms around him tightly, tears beginning to run down her face.
"Nils...Nils..."
He wrapped his arms around her lightly, his gaze unfocused as he stared at the wall in front of him.
Those Ruby Red Eyes.
There's never a day that I have
to remember you because I never for a moment forgot you. Whenever I'm sad I have a habit of saying I'm ok. After something stopped that day, no matter how much I pray, I can't see a single star. I want to see you, I want to see you.
The grip on Kiti's waist tightened slightly. Her tears began to dry, and her heart started to heal.
"Nils?"
She looked up at the dragon male whose gaze was fixed behind her, his eyes clouded. She tightened her grip on his tunic, looking up at his face.
"Nils, I never got to tell you before Dragon's Gate, I never got to tell you how much I lo-"
She blinked as she felt his arms withdraw, her arms now holding air.
"Nils?"
"No."
She looked up into the face she wished she had kept seeing for five years. Nils' face was neutral, but his eyes seemed sad.
"Nils wait..."
"...stay..."
"Wha-"
"...stay here...forget me, Kiti."
His face looked positively mournful.
"I can't come back."
And he was gone.
Your smiling face in my memory is just too kind. I want to see you, I want to see you. Your smiling face in my memory is just too kind.
She stood there, her arms still trying to grasp what wasn't there. Wishing for him to coming running back, smiling.
Soon she heard the shouts of Legault and Heath, they were oh-kay. But was she?
Author Notes:
Ha. You all thought Kiti was gonna get a happy ending. Well she's probably not going to get one anytime soon.
Tactician's Name: Kiti Age at Beginning of Fic: 14 Age in Later Chapters: 19-20ish
Pairings: Eliwood x Ninian, implied Erk x ?, Lucius x Serra, Pent x Louise (Der), Hector x Florina, implied Legault x Heath, Lyn x Rath, Wil x Rebecca, Nino x Jaffar, Nils x Tactician. Many pairings listed in later chapters, many more will be added.
Warnings: Thoughts of rape and FE 6 spoilers (Maybe).
Disclaimer: I don't own any character in this story but Kiti. And the Lyrics in this part are the song "Hanabi" by Ayumi Hamasaki. Whoo! Fireworks!
Author Notes: Whoo, more fighty dead peopleness. Does the Lycian religion have a Hell? I dunno. Enjoy
I'm looking up at the stained sky so my tears don't well up and fall. Why can't people live as they wish
They had to head back now.
Kiti was thinking frantically, Heath and Legault were nowhere to be seen, both had disappeared in opposite directions after two different bands of mercenaries, hired to kill them.
How did she know?
Lets just call it instinct after staring down the shaft of a blade to your attacker.
She needed to get away.
To Caelin.
To anywhere but on the receiving end of a sword.
"Mm, and I get the biggest bounty of all. The deliverance of the tactician's severed head."
She shuddered and bit back a whimper of fear. She had been innumerable battles, but never this close to death. Never staring it in the face, with its looming face grinning back at her.
Her attacker was a mid-20's early-30's looking brute, with many scars across his face, and a sickening grin.
"But perhaps I should have some fun,"
She shuddered even more at the last word. It was too obvious what he meant.
",with our little troublesome genius."
"Not before the devils in the seventh level of hell have their way with you."
Her attacker fell over, bleeding from mouth and chest. She stood stunned, staring into the face of her red-eyed savior.
So red...
I don't want a weak heart that can't cry
or the strength not to cry.
I'll search for a shooting
star to cast my wishes on, but dawn is coming too soon and I won't be able to find one.
"Mm. So who would you be? A noble woman? A thief?"
She ran her eyes over the features of the man before her. He wore a thin band of gold on his forehead, and a faded yellow cloak that reminded her of Matthew's attire. His tunic was a deep forest green, and by his side he held a sword that resembled something akin to Lyn's Mani Katti. But her eyes lingered on his face, his hair, his eyes, they may have been different...but...
"N-Nils?"
"How do you know my name? I have given it to no one in this land."
He held a sword to her throat pushing her back into the wall, trapping her there.
"Nils, Nils please. It's me. It's me, Kiti. Remember? The tactician?"
The sword dropped to the ground with a muffled thud.
"K-Kiti?"
She wrapped her arms around him tightly, tears beginning to run down her face.
"Nils...Nils..."
He wrapped his arms around her lightly, his gaze unfocused as he stared at the wall in front of him.
Those Ruby Red Eyes.
There's never a day that I have
to remember you because I never for a moment forgot you. Whenever I'm sad I have a habit of saying I'm ok. After something stopped that day, no matter how much I pray, I can't see a single star. I want to see you, I want to see you.
The grip on Kiti's waist tightened slightly. Her tears began to dry, and her heart started to heal.
"Nils?"
She looked up at the dragon male whose gaze was fixed behind her, his eyes clouded. She tightened her grip on his tunic, looking up at his face.
"Nils, I never got to tell you before Dragon's Gate, I never got to tell you how much I lo-"
She blinked as she felt his arms withdraw, her arms now holding air.
"Nils?"
"No."
She looked up into the face she wished she had kept seeing for five years. Nils' face was neutral, but his eyes seemed sad.
"Nils wait..."
"...stay..."
"Wha-"
"...stay here...forget me, Kiti."
His face looked positively mournful.
"I can't come back."
And he was gone.
Your smiling face in my memory is just too kind. I want to see you, I want to see you. Your smiling face in my memory is just too kind.
She stood there, her arms still trying to grasp what wasn't there. Wishing for him to coming running back, smiling.
Soon she heard the shouts of Legault and Heath, they were oh-kay. But was she?
Author Notes:
Ha. You all thought Kiti was gonna get a happy ending. Well she's probably not going to get one anytime soon.