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Wanted: Female fairy, who can grant my wish, let me rule the world and claim RK as my own. Salary depends on my allowance. Allowance depends on my parents.
But if you're an extremely handsome wizard instead of a fairy and can do fairly well…*ponders mischievously* I think we can arrange something…Hopefully you look like Vic Zhou Yu Min!!! HANA YORI DANGO!!! WHOPEEE!!! Hanazawa Rui! Hua Ze Lei!!!
NYMPHA FABELLA
Chapter Seven: Struggles
Tsubame patiently scanned the large book Megumi-san had lent her: a huge one with so many spells there seemed to be an endless number of pages.
It was a glorious day at The Palace, and since she had little to do, she decided to spend some time in her favorite balcony, overlooking the southeastern garden. She had only just begun reading a particular spell when the itch to start looking for another one would come and urge her to turn the page, allowing her to glimpse at different curses and various enchantments.
Her eyes widened with curiosity as she flipped through the book's many pages, and found herself dumbfounded at a particular spell. The page had been marked with a recent- looking fold, which meant that her elder friend Megumi-san must've been interested with the particular spell on the page.
But why would Megumi-san use such a spell? Tsubame shrugged, certain that there was a logical explanation as to why Megumi would take interest in the Struggling Spell. She turned the page, not bothering to even read the one Megumi had marked.
If she had, she would have been even more dumbfounded.
The Struggling Spell
Is one of the strongest spells found in this selection.
It is normally used to temporarily brainwash a human being,
Into doing a certain act.
However, the act must be of only goodness
Towards a fellow human
Otherwise, the spell will backfire.
This spell allows the bewitched human to struggle within him,
In order to accomplish the good deed.
.
The reasons for the implementation of the deed,
Shall remain concealed, unless
The Enchantress chooses to reveal it.
Until then, the human will be forced into doing anything
And everything to do the act of goodness.
Once the human has been bewitched with the Struggling Spell,
He will not be able to question his UNBELIEVABLE determination
In doing the act.
Unless the human is of strong spirit, intellect and understanding,
He will more or less not notice the change in himself.
Only a true kind-hearted person would FULLY and STRONGLY struggle within himself,
Trying to find the true reason for his desire to do such goodness,
And yet remain impelled to accomplish the act,
Not only because of the Spell that holds him, but also because
Of the great love and concern he has in his heart
For those around him.
***@***
Kaoru stood up immediately, almost knocking her chair down. Even Enishi's glare was diverted to her now anguish filled face. She looked straight into Enishi's eyes without blinking; her mind quickly analyzing the situation of her brother.
It seemed as though Enishi hated this Himura Battousai. Why? She didn't care why! All she knew was that if Enishi wanted Battousai dead, he'd kill him right away, him and whoever he was with. In that case, Yahiko. Her eyes burned with fury. She knew Enishi well enough when it came to these matters.
She had to convince him to leave Yahiko out of this. Sure, the boy was a brat, but siblings were siblings. She spoke out in a whisper, so quickly that you almost would not be able to understand her, determined to protect Yahiko with her mere words.
"Wait! I know what you are thinking. I know it seems suspicious that Yahiko is with… with—Battousai! But listen: You can keep me here in this place forever; as a prisoner, or as a slave, it will not matter, but if you plan to have this Battousai killed, you will let my brother LIVE, do you understand? He is only ten years of age, and I can assure you that he is only with Battousai because…because…"
Kaoru drifted off, suddenly realizing that she herself did not know why in the world Yahiko was with a legendary slasher. Perhaps the boy was too young to know of Battousai's being deadly…Enishi's glare turned into an amused look, and once again he spoke to her in a mocking tone.
"So you do not want me harm your little brother," He smirked. "But do you not realize that though I would not want him killed, death will come for him anyway? Haven't you been listening?" His voice sounded as if he felt like laughing.
"He is with Himura Battousai, my dear. Do you not realize how dangerous that man is? Do you think he would hesitate to kill your little 'Yahiko-kun?' As much as I despise him for reasons of my own, I do not deny this, Kamiya—he is a murderer, and he will kill anyone and everyone when he feels like it. But don't worry," He told her, seeing her horrified look.
"Perhaps I will have my revenge on Battousai and kill him before he kills your brother….but who knows? After all, Himura is a swift killer." He ended his little speech with laughter, and watched as Kaoru scowled deeply, not even shedding a single tear as she made her way for the door and slammed it shut, making it seem as if she could have pulled it out of its hinges in her anger.
Doumyuji looked at Enishi. "That's one hell of a girl you've kept."
***@***
It was nearly dawn.
And yet, Kenshin had not yet gotten any sleep since he had had that nightmare an entire hour ago. He lay on his futon, squeezing his eyes shut tighter every now and then. They ached from lack of sleep, and it mattered little if Kenshin pried them open, or shut them: they still hurt.
At times he would feel chills on his back and cover himself entirely with his blanket, only to find himself drowning in sweat a few moments after. He tried sleeping on his side, on his stomach, and even sitting down; leaning on the wall for support and stretching his legs in front of him, but it still didn't work.
He wondered what was wrong with him. Oh sure, it wasn't the first time that he hadn't been able to catch much sleep, but something was different. Every now and then an image of Yahiko would enter his mind, the kid's face half-filled with rashness, innocence and anger, telling Kenshin they had to save his onee-san before it was too late.
Then Kenshin would ponder until his head ached at why he was trying to help that town. He hardly knew Mimasaka-san, what more Yahiko, and yet he felt he felt impelled to help. He had thought the fact that Enishi was behind all this was probably the reason, but somehow he felt; knew, even, that that was not why he felt responsible for what was happening to his new-found friends.
What was worse, and even more peculiar, was that every time he tried to question the changes in himself, he felt a strange feeling in his chest, and it would making him momentarily forget what he was thinking about, as if something was preventing him of thinking of a reason as to why he shouldn't bother to help that town. Then he would fall asleep, but only for a few minutes; after which he would think about the trouble he was in again, and then end up exhausted as if he had just run a hundred miles in trying to analyze his dilemma.
Irritated at last, Kenshin shot up from his futon, a determined look in his now dark shaded eyes. He would face Enishi: it was final.
He closed his eyes, and once more ventured into dreams filled with that sapphire-eyed girl
A/N:
JUST IN CASE YOU GUYS WERE ONCE AGAIN CURIOUS…
YES, THIS IS A K/K STORY, BUT THE WAFF WILL COME LATER…they; Ken and Kao haven't even met in my fic just yet! So please be patient! ^_^
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