Disclaimer: Shaman King belongs to its creators. The piece of fanfiction is exactly what it is: fanfiction. Blah blah yea yea.
For Apple-chan who inspired this story with her Lyserg/Jeanne fic, The Venice Incident. For all Lyserg/Jeanne fans, it's really a story not to be missed.
Pieces
Of Heart
written by: da*mouse
She leaned on the railing that separated her from the dark, blue waters of the sea. Waters that mirrored the stormy weathers above them. And she knew that the expression in her eyes was just as turbulent, just as unsettled. As the weather in the skies, as the water in the seas.
The wind blew at her silvery-green hair, whipping them across her face, tugging at the soft strands. She made no move to comb them away from her face, although one watching would surely comment that her lovely hair, at that moment, was irritating her. But she let the wind caress them in its dance, blowing…
She just wished that she could throw her memories, all her memories, and all her pain to the wind, and let it carry them away. Away from her, into the sea, into the sky, she didn't care. As long as they would leave her, and leave her feeling peaceful, for once. For once, before she…
But it didn't matter, she guessed. In another few moments, nothing would matter anymore.
She wished it didn't have to come to this. She wished…so many things. If only she could turn back time. If only she knew. If only…but it was all too late. Too late for regrets, and if only's.
She walked away from the railings, and steadily began descending the steps leading to the scenic cliff that rose a good 100 feet above sea level.
Many people would condemn her stupid. And perhaps she was, but this was the only way out. The only way she could think of. She could no longer face him, or him or the both of them, for that matter. No more.
No more…
She had reached the top. Another railing barred her, but that was nothing. With one swift gesture, she found herself standing at the edge of the cliff.
She took a deep breath, lifting her face to the winds.
I'm sorry…
Another step forward, and she was standing precariously off balanced. But she didn't feel anything, but lightness beneath her feet.
I'm so sorry…
Apologies were useless now, but it was all she could do. Apologise.
Her right foot now touched nothing but air.
She hesitated. But only for one brief moment.
She closed her eyes painfully, feeling warm tears coursing down her cheeks, for one last, lingering moment.
And she took the other step.
If only…if only…
Goodbye…Lyserg…Hao…
I'm…sorry…
-to be continued-
da*mouse ®
reposted October 2nd 2003
11.18 a.m.
originally posted under the pen name paully
as Broken Pieces
posted October 2nd 2003
1.23 a.m.
Just a change from my usual Yoh/Anna's and my Yoh/Anna/Hao's. This chaptered ficcie will probably be short, monologue-ish, all in one, totally weird, like its author.
Don't really know the characteristics of Jeanne and Lyserg all that well, because you can see conflicting characteristics between anime Lyserg and manga Lyserg. So I'll put in whatever I think is suitable.
As usual, review/comment/flame/whatever, especially to Lyserg/Jeanne and Hao/Jeanne fans…would love to know what you guys think. Because…well, I haven't made up my mind on who to pair who with ;).