Raiha Fanfic Without A Name
By shukuchi
Chapter 4
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/So you are you really going to try to befriend the wind master?/
Yes
/But it will not end there. You know I'm telling the truth. And eventually, you will fight her./
I accept that
/But will you then?/
I wake up soaked in sweat and put a hand to my neck. It is bleeding, and I go to grab an appropriate bandage. Raijin remains sprawled out at awkward angles where I left it, haphazardly thrown across a fuzzy black recliner. Sometime in the night, though, I know it moved. I just hope it only entered my mind to talk with me.
My apartment is sterile and lifeless. Nothing has been moved and all added belongings are hidden away in closets and drawers. There is a small stack of cardboard boxes not yet unpacked in one corner, but otherwise there's no sign that anyone resides here. That's fine with me. I only stay here to be near her.
Fuuko-san...Maybe I'll allow her to see me later today.
/That would be nice. No longer mourning Kurei?/
I glare at that despicable...thing. "Messing up my emotions are you?"
/You don't scare me. Try to be angry all you want, but you won't succeed while she's in your mind. And trust me, once I mention her name, you won't be able to think of anything else. Now why don't I? Fuu-ko./
My only response is to mutter under my breath. Darn thing. But Fuu-chan... ......................................
"Kirisawa-san, stop that blathering immediately!"
Her gaze fixed on the teacher with angry emerald eyes sparkling.
"How many times do I have to tell you? It isn't me!'
/-and then I asked him, "What do you call a porcupine with my eyes? And he said, horrendous! Your eyes remind me of grass...your hair's like flowers! Wonder if you could get grass stains from being stared at? Maybe your hair works like the buttercup test. Stick your nose and if its purple after-/
"Shut up, you bleep eraser!"
This was quite enough for the teacher.
"Kirisawa-san, that is enough! If you cannot keep your mouth shut then get out of my class!"
I'm rather disappointed. When I first saw the teacher, she looked like someone's grandmother, but she's really just a cranky old lady who won't let me have fun.
Fuu-chan stalks out of the class and I bounce to the hall's window. In the instant she glares back toward the room she just left, I'm in and leaning casually against a wall. She seems more annoyed surprise.
"Oh it's you. What are YOU doing here?"
Visiting my friend Fuu-chan of course! Yep, that'd get me pummeled.
"I was in the area and decided to visit." No battle in the Urubutosatsujin was as difficult as trying not to let my gentle smile become an idiotic grin.
"You here for Koganei? He's already gone anyways. Left this morning."
My eyes widen as I remember the pain Raijin made me forget. Kurei's death...telling Koganei...where would he have gone after learning that dark news? Learning that the one who raised him, cared for him-is gone...what did he do? He never even had time to thank Kurei-sama, let alone apologize. And all I was doing was sitting around, projecting my voice and chi to make an eraser talk.
"Where'd Koganei go?" Am I the only one who noticed a quiver in my voice with those words?
She blinks at me a bit, not sure what I mean.
"He said...that eh was going of to get together with the Uruha, and didn't mention why. Didn't you come to ask him to go?"
I gently laugh and shake my head, innerly disoriented.
"I only came to see you, Fuuko-san. Why he left...that was probably because of something I said, but I didn't come just to tell him."
Her face has turned red as she attempts to give a punch that I reflexively dodge.
"Baka...what the heck do you mean by that?"
I smilingly shrug and lift her chin with a hand.
"I am very sorry, but I really must leave now. I look forward to seeing you again."
In a fluid motion that doesn't leave her time to collect herself, I am out the window and gone.
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/Well that was one of the more... interesting uses of chi I've seen. And I don't mean the eraser. You were using it to calm and tame her, weren't you?/
"I wouldn't do that." I whisper calmly.
/Oh really? If you hadn't she would have been much more persistent in combating you. Do this often?/
Only disgusting, vile creatures would force a woman against her will. Anyone whatsoever who tries to force their emotions onto one against her will deserves to die a thousand slow painful alone deaths in the darkness without a single hand reaching out to try helping. That Raijin would even imply that I would do such a thing is the most repulsive thing I've ever heard. Adding Fuuko-san my one brilliant star of light- that is something I NEVER would do!
/ Fine, fine, I get the point. I'll drop the subject-for now. Keep having fun with your little fantasies- I'll still be here at the end.
Yes-me and no one else./
/So you are you really going to try to befriend the wind master?/
Yes
/But it will not end there. You know I'm telling the truth. And eventually, you will fight her./
I accept that
/But will you then?/
I wake up soaked in sweat and put a hand to my neck. It is bleeding, and I go to grab an appropriate bandage. Raijin remains sprawled out at awkward angles where I left it, haphazardly thrown across a fuzzy black recliner. Sometime in the night, though, I know it moved. I just hope it only entered my mind to talk with me.
My apartment is sterile and lifeless. Nothing has been moved and all added belongings are hidden away in closets and drawers. There is a small stack of cardboard boxes not yet unpacked in one corner, but otherwise there's no sign that anyone resides here. That's fine with me. I only stay here to be near her.
Fuuko-san...Maybe I'll allow her to see me later today.
/That would be nice. No longer mourning Kurei?/
I glare at that despicable...thing. "Messing up my emotions are you?"
/You don't scare me. Try to be angry all you want, but you won't succeed while she's in your mind. And trust me, once I mention her name, you won't be able to think of anything else. Now why don't I? Fuu-ko./
My only response is to mutter under my breath. Darn thing. But Fuu-chan... ......................................
"Kirisawa-san, stop that blathering immediately!"
Her gaze fixed on the teacher with angry emerald eyes sparkling.
"How many times do I have to tell you? It isn't me!'
/-and then I asked him, "What do you call a porcupine with my eyes? And he said, horrendous! Your eyes remind me of grass...your hair's like flowers! Wonder if you could get grass stains from being stared at? Maybe your hair works like the buttercup test. Stick your nose and if its purple after-/
"Shut up, you bleep eraser!"
This was quite enough for the teacher.
"Kirisawa-san, that is enough! If you cannot keep your mouth shut then get out of my class!"
I'm rather disappointed. When I first saw the teacher, she looked like someone's grandmother, but she's really just a cranky old lady who won't let me have fun.
Fuu-chan stalks out of the class and I bounce to the hall's window. In the instant she glares back toward the room she just left, I'm in and leaning casually against a wall. She seems more annoyed surprise.
"Oh it's you. What are YOU doing here?"
Visiting my friend Fuu-chan of course! Yep, that'd get me pummeled.
"I was in the area and decided to visit." No battle in the Urubutosatsujin was as difficult as trying not to let my gentle smile become an idiotic grin.
"You here for Koganei? He's already gone anyways. Left this morning."
My eyes widen as I remember the pain Raijin made me forget. Kurei's death...telling Koganei...where would he have gone after learning that dark news? Learning that the one who raised him, cared for him-is gone...what did he do? He never even had time to thank Kurei-sama, let alone apologize. And all I was doing was sitting around, projecting my voice and chi to make an eraser talk.
"Where'd Koganei go?" Am I the only one who noticed a quiver in my voice with those words?
She blinks at me a bit, not sure what I mean.
"He said...that eh was going of to get together with the Uruha, and didn't mention why. Didn't you come to ask him to go?"
I gently laugh and shake my head, innerly disoriented.
"I only came to see you, Fuuko-san. Why he left...that was probably because of something I said, but I didn't come just to tell him."
Her face has turned red as she attempts to give a punch that I reflexively dodge.
"Baka...what the heck do you mean by that?"
I smilingly shrug and lift her chin with a hand.
"I am very sorry, but I really must leave now. I look forward to seeing you again."
In a fluid motion that doesn't leave her time to collect herself, I am out the window and gone.
.........................................
/Well that was one of the more... interesting uses of chi I've seen. And I don't mean the eraser. You were using it to calm and tame her, weren't you?/
"I wouldn't do that." I whisper calmly.
/Oh really? If you hadn't she would have been much more persistent in combating you. Do this often?/
Only disgusting, vile creatures would force a woman against her will. Anyone whatsoever who tries to force their emotions onto one against her will deserves to die a thousand slow painful alone deaths in the darkness without a single hand reaching out to try helping. That Raijin would even imply that I would do such a thing is the most repulsive thing I've ever heard. Adding Fuuko-san my one brilliant star of light- that is something I NEVER would do!
/ Fine, fine, I get the point. I'll drop the subject-for now. Keep having fun with your little fantasies- I'll still be here at the end.
Yes-me and no one else./