Raiha Fanfic Without A Name
Dedicated to Jesse even more for typing this up for me. Otherwise, there would never be updates.
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A cool breeze ruffles my dark amethyst hair as the first stars appear in the sunset sky. I am currently leaning against a tree rather openly considering that I am trying not to be seen, but it's no big deal. She's walked past twice already without noticing.
Once again the object of my thoughts draws near. She is muttering and growling, "Dumb park. Can't tell one tree from another, no sign of the path...." Now Fuuko-san is throwing her hands up in the air as she yells, "OK GUYS! WHERE THE HECK ARE YOU??!!"
I lightly sigh and step forward, excepting her to turn. The fact that she doesn't see me seems strange, until I realize that I'm still in creep- around-without-being-heard mode. My eyes search for an appropriate twig and I carefully place my foot. It doesn't crack, but the hand I was reaching up to whack myself in the head with is well placed to catch a thrown dagger.
"Who's there?" She does not ask this in the shrill tone if panic but rather in a voice that says, "The forest's shadows may hide your face but I will fight you nonetheless."
I have no wish to fight her though. The girl who defiantly stands before me is my savoir, for she released me from my solitude. These thoughts pass through my mind in a moment, in the form of less coherent emotions, but they were still there.
Slowly, I step forward into the light. In the evening, it is not as bright as in the day, but my eyes still need to adjust. It is due to that annoyance that I don't get to see her initial reaction. However, when my vision clears, she holds an expression of surprise, caution, mistrust, and curiosity. Before she can make a declaration of hatred for all Uruha, I begin to speak with a reassuring smile,
"Are you lost? I'll see if I can help, if you don't mind."
Her emerald eyes half close in annoyance, but I can tell that she's tired. Even before the words leave her lips, I know that she will ungratefully accept.
And indeed she does.
"Fine," is the grumbled response, "but you'd better not try anything. Just because you helped me once does not mean I'll instantly trust you or something. You still work for Kurei, so its not like I'd even accept your company, let alone help, at most times."
Kurei... I turn my head slightly so a curtain of dark silk blocks her view of my face and wonder: what would she do if I told her of his death? I want to imagine her hugging and comforting me, but most likely she'd just scuff her feet and mutter some awkward words. That's not something I want to hear right now, and as I try to neutralize my face, she starts talking again.
"So...why are you here, exactly? You saved me before for the sake of our fight but I don't think I was in any- wait!" She listens intently for a moment before exclaiming, "So that's where they are! Mi-chan's really right, they are really monkeys." She turns her face to me and, while waving, chirps, "Bye! I think I hear Recca and the others!" With that, she turns her back on me and races through the undergrowth towards her friends.
As she leaves, I find myself wondering if Fuuko-san will tell the others who she saw. Somehow, I imagine not. She would not appreciate the laughs at her expense that them knowing would bring.
Kurei-sama... please do not think that you are forgotten because I had those few seconds of joy despite your death. I am your servant, still, and always shall be. My first loyalty will be always to you. Please believe me!
I want to collapse against a tree and never move again, but that isn't an option. Instead I start to leave the nature preserve when a loud boom sounds behind me. I turn back and in an instant, tears blur my eyes.
Fireworks.
The sparks that light up the night sky. And for one moment, somewhere, somehow, I fell that Kurei-sama's still alive.
Dedicated to Jesse even more for typing this up for me. Otherwise, there would never be updates.
...................................................
A cool breeze ruffles my dark amethyst hair as the first stars appear in the sunset sky. I am currently leaning against a tree rather openly considering that I am trying not to be seen, but it's no big deal. She's walked past twice already without noticing.
Once again the object of my thoughts draws near. She is muttering and growling, "Dumb park. Can't tell one tree from another, no sign of the path...." Now Fuuko-san is throwing her hands up in the air as she yells, "OK GUYS! WHERE THE HECK ARE YOU??!!"
I lightly sigh and step forward, excepting her to turn. The fact that she doesn't see me seems strange, until I realize that I'm still in creep- around-without-being-heard mode. My eyes search for an appropriate twig and I carefully place my foot. It doesn't crack, but the hand I was reaching up to whack myself in the head with is well placed to catch a thrown dagger.
"Who's there?" She does not ask this in the shrill tone if panic but rather in a voice that says, "The forest's shadows may hide your face but I will fight you nonetheless."
I have no wish to fight her though. The girl who defiantly stands before me is my savoir, for she released me from my solitude. These thoughts pass through my mind in a moment, in the form of less coherent emotions, but they were still there.
Slowly, I step forward into the light. In the evening, it is not as bright as in the day, but my eyes still need to adjust. It is due to that annoyance that I don't get to see her initial reaction. However, when my vision clears, she holds an expression of surprise, caution, mistrust, and curiosity. Before she can make a declaration of hatred for all Uruha, I begin to speak with a reassuring smile,
"Are you lost? I'll see if I can help, if you don't mind."
Her emerald eyes half close in annoyance, but I can tell that she's tired. Even before the words leave her lips, I know that she will ungratefully accept.
And indeed she does.
"Fine," is the grumbled response, "but you'd better not try anything. Just because you helped me once does not mean I'll instantly trust you or something. You still work for Kurei, so its not like I'd even accept your company, let alone help, at most times."
Kurei... I turn my head slightly so a curtain of dark silk blocks her view of my face and wonder: what would she do if I told her of his death? I want to imagine her hugging and comforting me, but most likely she'd just scuff her feet and mutter some awkward words. That's not something I want to hear right now, and as I try to neutralize my face, she starts talking again.
"So...why are you here, exactly? You saved me before for the sake of our fight but I don't think I was in any- wait!" She listens intently for a moment before exclaiming, "So that's where they are! Mi-chan's really right, they are really monkeys." She turns her face to me and, while waving, chirps, "Bye! I think I hear Recca and the others!" With that, she turns her back on me and races through the undergrowth towards her friends.
As she leaves, I find myself wondering if Fuuko-san will tell the others who she saw. Somehow, I imagine not. She would not appreciate the laughs at her expense that them knowing would bring.
Kurei-sama... please do not think that you are forgotten because I had those few seconds of joy despite your death. I am your servant, still, and always shall be. My first loyalty will be always to you. Please believe me!
I want to collapse against a tree and never move again, but that isn't an option. Instead I start to leave the nature preserve when a loud boom sounds behind me. I turn back and in an instant, tears blur my eyes.
Fireworks.
The sparks that light up the night sky. And for one moment, somewhere, somehow, I fell that Kurei-sama's still alive.