Flashback

Chapter 7: The End . . . ?
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Kouichi lifted the blade above his head, then brought it down swiftly.

But time seemed to freeze for Kouji, who had his eyes squeezed shut.

'This can't be the end!' Kouji thought. 'I love Takuya too much for this to happen . . . It can't be the end . . .'

Kouji jerked his head upward, glaring at Kouichi. 'THIS WON'T BE THE END!'

Kouichi's eyes widened as a blinding flash of light surfaced from Kouji, flinging the keeper of darkness against the wall. Kouji's eyes became pure white as they glowed with the immense power of his element. He stood, and yanked the chains of his shackles out of the dense stone wall. Kouji advanced toward Kouichi calmly, the older twin feeling the ground in panic to find his lost blade.

Kouji knelt before Kouichi, his face expressionless as he spoke. "Darkness has corrupted you. But . . ." He put two fingers to the other boy's forehead. "There may still be hope . . . " At the tip of those two fingers, a ball of light formed. " . . . In death. I'm sorry . . . "

Kouichi grinned as he retrieved his forgotten blade, and thrust it into Kouji's chest, piercing his heart. But the keeper of light didn't flinch at all. His sphere of brightness continued to grow, until it engulfed Kouichi completely. Then it infiltrated the whole room.

When the light disappeared and the room was dim once more, Takuya found that his shackles had been destroyed. He half walked half crawled to were his love was still kneeling in the same position, Kouichi's body gone and his blade still in Kouji's chest.

The raven-haired boy trembled as he fell into Takuya's arms, his sight becoming bleary. He felt two tear drops descend to his face from the other boy. He reached up and touched the brunette's face tenderly. "T . . . Taku . . . ya . . ."

He closed his eyes as he felt Takuya gently press his lips to his own, still crying. Kouji whispered through the kiss, "I love you . . . I'll never . . . forget . . . you . . ."

Then the thin boy became limp.

Takuya sobbed loudly as he buried his face in the boy's neck, Kouji's body becoming colder and colder.

Takuya murmured into the dark nothing ness.

"I love you, Kouji. I'll love you forever. And one day . . . one day I'll see you again. We'll be together . . . I'll never forget you . . ."

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Light and dark never really die. They are always everywhere, all the time. One cannot be present without the other. Light and dark keep the world in perfect balance. We just have to remember them. And if we listen closely . . .

. . . We can hear them speak . . .

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THE END . . .

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Takuya walked down the cobblestone street of his hometown, going to open his bread stand that early morning. He looked up at the sky, in the distance were storm clouds. He sighed misrably. He remembered, just 4 years ago, when he was 13, he met the love of his life on this very day.

Kouji Minamoto.

He wiped his eyes as they became blurred with tears and proceeded in setting up his shop.

The rain came sooner than he thought. The streets were quickly evacuated in search of shelter. But Takuya just stared out into the rain from his post, blinking water out of his eyes.

Then he saw a certain raven-haired figure . . .

Takuya's eyes widened when he saw the boy, looking up at the sky, crying. The brunette wiped his eyes to make sure it was real . . . But when he looked up again, the boy was gone . . .

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. . . or is it?

"I love you . . . I'll never . . . forget . . . you . . ."

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Ritina: (sniff) Wasn't that beautiful?!

Allison: . . . So . . . deep!

Kouichi: Did you just-

Kouji: -Kill us?!

Takuya: I think she did.

Kouji: Expect to be mugged by our fangirls.

Ritina: But you didn't really die! You exist as light and dark!

Kouichi: But we don't have physical bodies!

Ritina: So? You're immortal now.

Kouji: . . .

Kouichi: She has a point there.

Ritina: Please Review! (sniff)