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Chapter 24 : Sorrow and Tears
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This chapter is dedicated to DarkFlare!!! Thank you for being the best critic ever!!!
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Tasuki :
I looked at Hikari laying on the bed. The blankets were drawn up to her waist and her arms were laid by her side. I slowly approached her, as if...
As if...
I was afraid of her...
Calming myself down with a few deep breaths, I then sat down on the edge of the bed. I then noticed that her two hands were wrapped with fresh new bandages. Only the tips of her fingers could be seen.
Gently, I reached out my hand to brush away the fringes that covered her forehead. I heaved a sigh of relief. At least Hikari's okay... I couldn't help it but to grin at the fact that I would be taking care of her.
I stayed there, playing with the tip of Hikari's long hair. I couldn't help but to feel guilty all the while.
Chichiri...
He... He wasn't out yet. Nuriko and Hotohori were still outside, most probably praying for his safety.
And me?
His best friend?
Doing nothing. Absolutely nothing but spending time with Hikari.
WHAT THE FUCKING HELL AM I DOING?!?!?!
Sure, I was worried about Hikari. I was just as equally worried about Chichiri as well. When I heard that Hikari was safe, I just had this urge to see her, comfort her...............
It was as if, I was trying to comfort myself. By forgetting all my worries, trying to run away...
I was so afraid, so afraid of losing...
All this while, I had this dreadful feeling that nothing was going to turn out right. Seeing the girl I liked so much alive was such a great relief.
But an unconscious girl could only do so much...
My mind was constantly wondering back to Chichiri...
I didn't even managed to say sorry...
I looked at Hikari's peaceful sleeping form. Smiling, I bent down and kissed her forehead.
"I'll be back. I promise. And, I'll bring Chichiri to visit you too..."
With that, I left the room.
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Nuriko :
Hotohori and I looked at each other, fearing for the worst. "What happened?!" We both cried out at the same time.
The physician looked up, a fresh stream of tears flowing freely down his cheeks.
"Gomen nasai... Boku wa... I couldn't help him..."
Chichiri... Suzaku, dear Suzaku...
I bit my bottom lip, not wanting to cry. Chichiri, dead? It seemed so unreal.
I gulped when I saw Tasuki, standing outside Hikari's room. He stood there, rooted to the ground with an unreadable expression on his face. His amber eyes went big and wide, his mouth, opened, hanging in the air.
Did he hear what the physician said?
Tasuki stood there for what seemed to be a long time.
Tasuki..........
I looked into his dull and lifeless eyes. Another...
Another blow...
Tasuki...
He...
He won't be able to take it...
After all the traumatic experiences tonight...
Tasuki, won't be able to take it...
And I was right.
In a split second, Tasuki had ran over to the physician and punched him straight in the face. Tasuki then began to rain blows on the physician. "Tasuki! Stop it!!!" Hotohori ordered as he grabbed hold of Tasuki's wrists. "Stop hurting the man... Stop, stop hurting yourself..."
Tasuki's face was filled with hatred, a burning hatred so strong that it killed all other emotions...
Tasuki let out a wild scream. A loud piercing screaming, like that of an animal being tortured.
Suzaku, it hurts so much to see him like this.
He struggled with Hotohori, who simply refused to release his wrists. I stood where I was, numbed. Every single one of my feelings were crushing me. It hurt so badly that I couldn't even feel a single thing.
Tasuki finally gave up struggling. He looked at Hotohori, sorrow filling up those amber eyes. Tears welled up in his eyes and he began wailing. His legs gave way as he collapsed to the floor. He began pounding on the marble floor.
Hotohori could only stand there, his head lowered, avoiding all eye contact.
The physician, out of fear, had backed up against the wall, his cheeks swollen and bruised. Blood dribbled from a corner of his mouth.
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Everything was so bright...
Nothing could go wrong in our perfect world...
All was balanced, all at peace...
So much joys and wonders...
To end...
For our world to come to a devastating end, shattering all our hopes...
Dampen, soaked with sorrow, grief, hurt, fear...
Fear of losing everything I held dear...
Please...
Do me a favour...
Hold me tight once more...
And give hope another chance...
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Narrator :
Things couldn't go anymore worse. Both the Suzaku and Seiryuu seishis had a suffered a loss of a seishi. Now, situations and relationships were strained even more.
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A helper of a physician, came tumbling out of the room in great fluster.
"Your highness, your highness!!!" He cried out frantically, waving his arms all about.
He dropped suddenly at Hotohori's feet. "Suzaku seishi..." He panted before continuing. "HE'S... "
"HE'S... "
"HE'S ALIVE!!!!!!!!!! "
Everyone turned to look at him. Their mouths hung in the air, all at a loss for words.
"I managed to revive him!!!"
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Suboshi was sprawled on his bed, his sheets tangled and wrapped around him. He hugged himself tightly. The windows were wide open, allowing the cold night breeze to blow in.
'Graves are cold... Cold as this...' Suboshi thought silently.
He flipped over to one side. The once beautiful curtains were thrown onto the floor, all torn and tattered. The mirror was shattered, small pieces of glass scattered all over the floor, glistening. They were like silver dust, fragile and small.
Just like what Suboshi was feeling right now.
Lost, angry, sad, grief, fear, hatred, remorse, helplessness...
All these emotions swirled in his head, threatening to flood him. They pounded in his head, hurting him even more. Suboshi couldn't cry anymore. He had no more energy, no more tears to spare.
He had lost everything.
Suboshi shuddered at the thought. For the past hour or so, he had been screaming his head off, his lungs felt like bursting. His voice was hoarse from all that screaming and his throat felt dry. His eyes were now painfully sore and red. A trail of dried tears ran down his dampen cheeks. He was at a total loss, completely. He didn't know how to react, what to do. He had totally damaged his entire bedroom, making it look like a war zone.
War...
The damn war took away his parents...
And now...
His aniki...
He let loose another scream of rage.
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Yui looked out of her window uneasily. She had been hearing screams of a tortured...
She didn't even know what it was!
Whatever that was in agony and pain, she wished that it would stop. She wanted to get some sleep.
Strangely, she wasn't getting irritated by the screams and wails.
She sympathise it, as if wanting to rush to comfort the little soul. Wanting to hug away all its fears, wipe away the tears...
Yui shuddered before wrapping her thick blanket around her. 'I'm gonna have a hard time sleeping tonight,' Yui thought to herself as she stared at the empty white ceiling above her.
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Yukiko :
I sat upright in the bed, feeling all alone. Nakago had just left a few minutes ago. Once again, I tried persuading him to tell me what was my reason, my purpose in this entire thing... He still simply refuse to tell me.
Besides knowing the fact that I am the Seiryuu Oracle, what else? What else besides the fact that I can help to boost his powers?
What else?
So many questions, no answer...
I hated this. I grabbed a white pillow behind me and flung it across the room in anger.
Who am I? Really? How can I help in the summoning? Do I have any special powers like Hikari?
Hikari...
Why does she resemble my sister so much? Why?!
Or could it be...
That, my real sister, was never dead in the beginning? She had been alive and well all these years? All these years of mourning, all these years in pain...
The corners of my mouth twitched and curled upwards to form a smile.
At last, I found my sister. I think...
Even so, why is she... Why is she the Suzaku Oracle?
How is it possible that she's the Suzaku Oracle whereas I am the Seiryuu Oracle? Were we fated to fight against each other?
Did she even remember me after all these years? After all these years...
~~~~~~~FLASHBACK~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
(In Konan, the palace gardens. This happens before Hikari went to sleep and had nightmares.)
Narrator :
The two girls sat down on the smooth green grass, enjoying the cool night breeze ruffling their long hair.
"So..." Yukiko began awkwardly. "You guys are really close huh?"
Hikari didn't answered. She simply smiled back. "Oh, can't really comment on that. Just met them," She replied so casually.
"Oh."
There was a long silence.
"Anou..." Yukiko began again, breaking the silence between them.
"Hai?"
"Tell me... How did you came about as the Suzaku Oracle? I mean... I saw you once, changing into a kid... And the fight at Kutou... You have amazing powers. Tell me, how did you manage to control those stuff?" Yukiko's eyes flickered with curiousity.
Hikari froze. She wasn't expecting anything that blunt from Yukiko. Hikari sighed before regaining her former composure.
Yukiko turned to face her. It then struck her how much Hikari resembled someone she knew of, from a distant memory.
"Well?"
Hikari frowned a little before she smiled again. "Don't know," she answered simply.
"Don't...Know?"
"I had amnesia and I can't remember anything. Not one tiny bit. All I knew was when I woke up one morning, I was already working at an inn. Several months after that, the inn burnt down and I started travelling. Didn't get far though. I got summoned here. Well, during my travels, I somehow... How shall I explain this? I somehow... Managed to... Unlock my powers? Oh, I don't know..." There was confusion and sadness in her voice. "All I knew was, I had these powers and somehow, I just naturally knew how to use them."
"But who trained you? I mean, those kind of stuff takes a lot of time and training, ne? It doesn't occur naturally..."
Hikari nodded in agreement. "I really don't know... I just happen to know how to control these powers... To tell you the truth, I'm scared. I'm scared that someday, I'll find out the secret behind these powers. Right now, I'm anxious and desperate to know more about myself, my past. Yet, I'm also afraid. Afraid to lose everything I hold dear... Right now, I don't have anyone. No one unless you include the seishis and the miko. Even so, I don't want to hurt them just to know myself..."
Yukiko tossed back her hair and looked up, staring at the bright blue moon. "Good luck then...."
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Yukiko :
It was impossible for Hikari to remember me.
Even then...
It wouldn't hurt to wish and hope, would it?
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Author's notes :
Well, here you go. A eight page chapter. I have no idea how long you want my chapters to be, Novaburnheart.
Due to popular demand, I brought Chichiri back. Yay!!! Okay, I admit, I just wanted to give you some suspense and something to fret over. Had fun crying? Man, I'm good at being evil...
However, I WILL NOT be bringing Amiboshi back. Sorry to all Amiboshi fans out there. Saved him once, can't save him anymore.
And since... I have several reviews *coughdemandingcough* about Hikari's past. There!!! Was that even useful? ^^
Yukiko finally made her appearance again. Who was the one who was Yukiko's fan? Oh yeah, Ispreno. Well, there you go!
I'm done!!!!
FY will never ever belong to me, unless...
I'm in dreamland...
In which unfortunately...
I'm not...
Not now... *evil girn* Whee!!!!!! *snooze*
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Chapter 24 : Sorrow and Tears
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This chapter is dedicated to DarkFlare!!! Thank you for being the best critic ever!!!
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Tasuki :
I looked at Hikari laying on the bed. The blankets were drawn up to her waist and her arms were laid by her side. I slowly approached her, as if...
As if...
I was afraid of her...
Calming myself down with a few deep breaths, I then sat down on the edge of the bed. I then noticed that her two hands were wrapped with fresh new bandages. Only the tips of her fingers could be seen.
Gently, I reached out my hand to brush away the fringes that covered her forehead. I heaved a sigh of relief. At least Hikari's okay... I couldn't help it but to grin at the fact that I would be taking care of her.
I stayed there, playing with the tip of Hikari's long hair. I couldn't help but to feel guilty all the while.
Chichiri...
He... He wasn't out yet. Nuriko and Hotohori were still outside, most probably praying for his safety.
And me?
His best friend?
Doing nothing. Absolutely nothing but spending time with Hikari.
WHAT THE FUCKING HELL AM I DOING?!?!?!
Sure, I was worried about Hikari. I was just as equally worried about Chichiri as well. When I heard that Hikari was safe, I just had this urge to see her, comfort her...............
It was as if, I was trying to comfort myself. By forgetting all my worries, trying to run away...
I was so afraid, so afraid of losing...
All this while, I had this dreadful feeling that nothing was going to turn out right. Seeing the girl I liked so much alive was such a great relief.
But an unconscious girl could only do so much...
My mind was constantly wondering back to Chichiri...
I didn't even managed to say sorry...
I looked at Hikari's peaceful sleeping form. Smiling, I bent down and kissed her forehead.
"I'll be back. I promise. And, I'll bring Chichiri to visit you too..."
With that, I left the room.
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Nuriko :
Hotohori and I looked at each other, fearing for the worst. "What happened?!" We both cried out at the same time.
The physician looked up, a fresh stream of tears flowing freely down his cheeks.
"Gomen nasai... Boku wa... I couldn't help him..."
Chichiri... Suzaku, dear Suzaku...
I bit my bottom lip, not wanting to cry. Chichiri, dead? It seemed so unreal.
I gulped when I saw Tasuki, standing outside Hikari's room. He stood there, rooted to the ground with an unreadable expression on his face. His amber eyes went big and wide, his mouth, opened, hanging in the air.
Did he hear what the physician said?
Tasuki stood there for what seemed to be a long time.
Tasuki..........
I looked into his dull and lifeless eyes. Another...
Another blow...
Tasuki...
He...
He won't be able to take it...
After all the traumatic experiences tonight...
Tasuki, won't be able to take it...
And I was right.
In a split second, Tasuki had ran over to the physician and punched him straight in the face. Tasuki then began to rain blows on the physician. "Tasuki! Stop it!!!" Hotohori ordered as he grabbed hold of Tasuki's wrists. "Stop hurting the man... Stop, stop hurting yourself..."
Tasuki's face was filled with hatred, a burning hatred so strong that it killed all other emotions...
Tasuki let out a wild scream. A loud piercing screaming, like that of an animal being tortured.
Suzaku, it hurts so much to see him like this.
He struggled with Hotohori, who simply refused to release his wrists. I stood where I was, numbed. Every single one of my feelings were crushing me. It hurt so badly that I couldn't even feel a single thing.
Tasuki finally gave up struggling. He looked at Hotohori, sorrow filling up those amber eyes. Tears welled up in his eyes and he began wailing. His legs gave way as he collapsed to the floor. He began pounding on the marble floor.
Hotohori could only stand there, his head lowered, avoiding all eye contact.
The physician, out of fear, had backed up against the wall, his cheeks swollen and bruised. Blood dribbled from a corner of his mouth.
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Everything was so bright...
Nothing could go wrong in our perfect world...
All was balanced, all at peace...
So much joys and wonders...
To end...
For our world to come to a devastating end, shattering all our hopes...
Dampen, soaked with sorrow, grief, hurt, fear...
Fear of losing everything I held dear...
Please...
Do me a favour...
Hold me tight once more...
And give hope another chance...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Narrator :
Things couldn't go anymore worse. Both the Suzaku and Seiryuu seishis had a suffered a loss of a seishi. Now, situations and relationships were strained even more.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A helper of a physician, came tumbling out of the room in great fluster.
"Your highness, your highness!!!" He cried out frantically, waving his arms all about.
He dropped suddenly at Hotohori's feet. "Suzaku seishi..." He panted before continuing. "HE'S... "
"HE'S... "
"HE'S ALIVE!!!!!!!!!! "
Everyone turned to look at him. Their mouths hung in the air, all at a loss for words.
"I managed to revive him!!!"
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Suboshi was sprawled on his bed, his sheets tangled and wrapped around him. He hugged himself tightly. The windows were wide open, allowing the cold night breeze to blow in.
'Graves are cold... Cold as this...' Suboshi thought silently.
He flipped over to one side. The once beautiful curtains were thrown onto the floor, all torn and tattered. The mirror was shattered, small pieces of glass scattered all over the floor, glistening. They were like silver dust, fragile and small.
Just like what Suboshi was feeling right now.
Lost, angry, sad, grief, fear, hatred, remorse, helplessness...
All these emotions swirled in his head, threatening to flood him. They pounded in his head, hurting him even more. Suboshi couldn't cry anymore. He had no more energy, no more tears to spare.
He had lost everything.
Suboshi shuddered at the thought. For the past hour or so, he had been screaming his head off, his lungs felt like bursting. His voice was hoarse from all that screaming and his throat felt dry. His eyes were now painfully sore and red. A trail of dried tears ran down his dampen cheeks. He was at a total loss, completely. He didn't know how to react, what to do. He had totally damaged his entire bedroom, making it look like a war zone.
War...
The damn war took away his parents...
And now...
His aniki...
He let loose another scream of rage.
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Yui looked out of her window uneasily. She had been hearing screams of a tortured...
She didn't even know what it was!
Whatever that was in agony and pain, she wished that it would stop. She wanted to get some sleep.
Strangely, she wasn't getting irritated by the screams and wails.
She sympathise it, as if wanting to rush to comfort the little soul. Wanting to hug away all its fears, wipe away the tears...
Yui shuddered before wrapping her thick blanket around her. 'I'm gonna have a hard time sleeping tonight,' Yui thought to herself as she stared at the empty white ceiling above her.
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Yukiko :
I sat upright in the bed, feeling all alone. Nakago had just left a few minutes ago. Once again, I tried persuading him to tell me what was my reason, my purpose in this entire thing... He still simply refuse to tell me.
Besides knowing the fact that I am the Seiryuu Oracle, what else? What else besides the fact that I can help to boost his powers?
What else?
So many questions, no answer...
I hated this. I grabbed a white pillow behind me and flung it across the room in anger.
Who am I? Really? How can I help in the summoning? Do I have any special powers like Hikari?
Hikari...
Why does she resemble my sister so much? Why?!
Or could it be...
That, my real sister, was never dead in the beginning? She had been alive and well all these years? All these years of mourning, all these years in pain...
The corners of my mouth twitched and curled upwards to form a smile.
At last, I found my sister. I think...
Even so, why is she... Why is she the Suzaku Oracle?
How is it possible that she's the Suzaku Oracle whereas I am the Seiryuu Oracle? Were we fated to fight against each other?
Did she even remember me after all these years? After all these years...
~~~~~~~FLASHBACK~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
(In Konan, the palace gardens. This happens before Hikari went to sleep and had nightmares.)
Narrator :
The two girls sat down on the smooth green grass, enjoying the cool night breeze ruffling their long hair.
"So..." Yukiko began awkwardly. "You guys are really close huh?"
Hikari didn't answered. She simply smiled back. "Oh, can't really comment on that. Just met them," She replied so casually.
"Oh."
There was a long silence.
"Anou..." Yukiko began again, breaking the silence between them.
"Hai?"
"Tell me... How did you came about as the Suzaku Oracle? I mean... I saw you once, changing into a kid... And the fight at Kutou... You have amazing powers. Tell me, how did you manage to control those stuff?" Yukiko's eyes flickered with curiousity.
Hikari froze. She wasn't expecting anything that blunt from Yukiko. Hikari sighed before regaining her former composure.
Yukiko turned to face her. It then struck her how much Hikari resembled someone she knew of, from a distant memory.
"Well?"
Hikari frowned a little before she smiled again. "Don't know," she answered simply.
"Don't...Know?"
"I had amnesia and I can't remember anything. Not one tiny bit. All I knew was when I woke up one morning, I was already working at an inn. Several months after that, the inn burnt down and I started travelling. Didn't get far though. I got summoned here. Well, during my travels, I somehow... How shall I explain this? I somehow... Managed to... Unlock my powers? Oh, I don't know..." There was confusion and sadness in her voice. "All I knew was, I had these powers and somehow, I just naturally knew how to use them."
"But who trained you? I mean, those kind of stuff takes a lot of time and training, ne? It doesn't occur naturally..."
Hikari nodded in agreement. "I really don't know... I just happen to know how to control these powers... To tell you the truth, I'm scared. I'm scared that someday, I'll find out the secret behind these powers. Right now, I'm anxious and desperate to know more about myself, my past. Yet, I'm also afraid. Afraid to lose everything I hold dear... Right now, I don't have anyone. No one unless you include the seishis and the miko. Even so, I don't want to hurt them just to know myself..."
Yukiko tossed back her hair and looked up, staring at the bright blue moon. "Good luck then...."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~END OF FLASHBACK~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Yukiko :
It was impossible for Hikari to remember me.
Even then...
It wouldn't hurt to wish and hope, would it?
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Author's notes :
Well, here you go. A eight page chapter. I have no idea how long you want my chapters to be, Novaburnheart.
Due to popular demand, I brought Chichiri back. Yay!!! Okay, I admit, I just wanted to give you some suspense and something to fret over. Had fun crying? Man, I'm good at being evil...
However, I WILL NOT be bringing Amiboshi back. Sorry to all Amiboshi fans out there. Saved him once, can't save him anymore.
And since... I have several reviews *coughdemandingcough* about Hikari's past. There!!! Was that even useful? ^^
Yukiko finally made her appearance again. Who was the one who was Yukiko's fan? Oh yeah, Ispreno. Well, there you go!
I'm done!!!!
FY will never ever belong to me, unless...
I'm in dreamland...
In which unfortunately...
I'm not...
Not now... *evil girn* Whee!!!!!! *snooze*
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