DARK DAY FOR ANIME - THE RIGHT DISHONOURABLE MARK A PAGE
Disclaimer: Blah and blah don't belong to me etc...
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"What is your idea of paradise?"
Ketsu looked up into Rakka's face, as if seeing it for the first time. Once more her head was lying in Rakka's lap. Once more they were on the top of a small grassy rise in the middle of a vast landscape, the warm sun shining down upon them. The question hung, eternally, in Ketsu's mind, and she wasn't really sure how long it took her to come up with an answer.
"I'm not sure." Her mouth almost moved by itself. It wasn't really an answer. It was more an avoidance of one. Something in Rakka's eyes told her as much. She turned her gaze to the sky above, unable to look into those questioning, searching eyes anymore. "Maybe something like this." That was more like it. That was truly more of an answer. But Rakka was still silent and she felt she had to dig deeper within, to find the key that would unlock that silence. "A place where there aren't many people to complicate your life. Just those you care about. Just those you want to see."
"You don't like people?" Rakka's tone was one of disappointment, and Ketsu didn't want that. More than anything, she didn't want to disappoint her. She sat up and returned to Rakka's gaze. The eyes were more pleading, now.... Hoping. What was it that Rakka wanted to hear? Should she ask? Ask in return? A question in return. That was it. That should be it, she was sure.
"There is no reason to like everyone, is there?" Her voice sounded unsure, even as she said it. "I mean, you're not going to be able to like everyone. People just don't work that way." She needed to find the words. The words she was trying to say. "That would mean being vulnerable to everyone.... Should I allow myself to be vulnerable. That vulnerable? It is impossible, isn't it?"
Now it seemed to be Rakka's turn to have problems, finding the words to say. She opened her mouth, then looked down, as if trying to hide something from Ketsu, who grasped her hand and squeezed it tightly. "You can't like everyone, can you?"
"No...." Rakka turned away, watching the young woman, with long black hair and a cigarette hanging from the side of her mouth, packing up the small picnic basket nearby. Ketsu knew the woman was there, but she didn't know how. The woman had been there, before. She was much older than Ketsu.... But that meant nothing in the end. What were a few years compared to the forces of eternity. And Ketsu knew that Rakka had a connection to her much deeper than the one she had to Ketsu. "No, not everyone. But you can't cut people off for that reason." And in Rakka's words, Ketsu saw that moment of jealousy, laid bare.
"I'm cutting people off?" Ketsu followed Rakka's gaze, but the young woman was gone, picnic basket and all. She knew, instinctively, that she was nowhere to be found, but for a faint echo, like a voice in the distance, calling out to her, or eyes, watching her from a forest of trees. "Who...." Eternity hung on the words. "....Was that?"
"Just someone." Rakka's voice seemed to be fading away. Even the feeling of Rakka's hand in her own was vanishing. Rakka was vanishing, yet she felt she could continue to hold on. Rakka wouldn't disappear from her, surely.... "She'll come back if you want her to." She'll come back.... if she wanted her to. There was nothing in the world she wanted more, surely. Yet there it was again. That sense of jealousy. Ketsu didn't know if she wanted her back. Surely, Rakka was enough, on her own. She didn't need anything else. Didn't need it.
"If I want her to.... But I don't know who she is." Don't know who she is. Was that a lie? She thought she DID know. But the woman was gone. The woman had a name, a name that represented something. A name that echoed through eternity and had a deeper meaning, in this place. Would this place accept someone whose name meant 'blood', though? Was her jealousy a sign of her own being, as an atrocity, an obscenity, in the eyes of others? Rakka's hand was like paper. Like water. Like air. Impossible to hold....
"Have you ever asked?"
Have I ever asked? Have I ever cared enough to ask. Is ignoring her ignoring a vital part of Rakka, a part so large that, to ignore it, would mean losing Rakka, perhaps forever? Ketsu could no longer feel Rakka's hand. And when she turned round, she could see, with her own eyes, how much she had lost her. She stood and wheeled around, searching, ever searching, for someone. For Rakka. For anyone. And there was nobody, all the way to the horizon that wasn't there, and beyond.
She called out for Rakka and ran, from the grassy rise, down across a small field and into a stand of trees, where a path awaited her....
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An Haibane Renmei Fanfiction
Red Feathers in Old Home
by Dark Day For Anime
Part 5
Regeneration - Death - Change
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"What are you doing?" Yu held up the bedsheets with one hand and peered at Sa, who was looking back at her with equal surprise. "It's time to get up. We've got work to do, today."
"I'm not feeling so good." Sa turned from her, pulling the bedsheets away and wrapping them tightly around her body. Yu put hands on hips and pouted. She prided herself on her ability to pout. She was even better than Sa, who never really took to sulking as an emotional hit quite as much. It really annoyed her that a good pout was being so completely ignored.
"You, sick? Don't give me that. You're never ill, even when you are." And with that, she glomped her sister and started tickling her through the sheets. "Come on, up you get. Coochie coochie coo, and words to that effect."
"Oi! Don't! Stop that!" Sa wriggled underneath her sister's attacks before sitting up and pushing her away. "Mooouuuuu. Don't do that. Don't you ever do that."
Yu quietly watched as her sister stood from her bed and stretched before staring out of the window at the sunlight beyond. Sa's silence made Yu feel uncomfortable. Sa was never silent, not for any reason. "So what's wrong with you?" Yu jumped from the bed, landing on her feet as she crossed the room to where she'd left her neatly folded clothes on top of a small cabinet: a dark blue dress with the kind of frills that Sa would never think of wearing. It was one of the recent additions to her wardrobe, though she'd never got around to wearing it. For some reason, now seemed like a good time to really upset her sister.
Sa, of course, was in her own world. "What do you mean, 'what is wrong with me'? There is never anything wrong with me. I'm perfect." She chuckled to herself. "I suppose that makes you the prototype, then."
Yu ignored the slight. "Silence and you do not go together. You hate it. It gives you the opportunity to think, and thinking isn't your style at all. It might mean you have to respond to your own thoughts." Bah! She had promised the house mother that she would apologise to Sa, but as usual, Sa always made it difficult.... It was hard to be apologetic to someone you were so close to that you might as well have been cast from the same mould. No wonder she felt like differentiating herself, starting today. How long had she felt that way?
"I refute the suggestion that I do things without thinking."
Yu looked across at her sister, who had still not turned from the window. Ah well, might as well get the pain over and done with. "Is it because of what I said last night? If so, I apologise. I was wrong to have reacted like that...."
"You're not wrong. Not at all." Sa looked aside at her in a way that made Yu feel really horrible about what she had been thinking. But then, Sa had never looked like that, before. Never. It was so different from the Sa she was used to that she was sure a shiver ran down her spine. "Not about anything." Sa continued. "Not about the voices you heard. Not about anything at all." She turned away again, and Yu felt she knew what Sa was going to say, next. Perhaps it was true, what they would say about twins, having some kind of psychic connection. At least, everyone in town would always say they acted like they had no independent thoughts of their own.... "I heard them last night." She heard them, last night. She had HEARD them, just like Yu had heard them, all throughout yesterday. "I heard them, when I went up the hall to that room." To THAT room. The room where Ketsu had come from. "When I touched the remains of the cocoon. I heard her."
Yu's mouth opened to say something, but Sa was quicker. She felt she had to be. She could almost sense the thoughts going through her sister's mind, now. She had to impress upon Yu exactly what had happened to her. She didn't know why, but she was sure that it was something vitally important. Something instinctive. She turned from the window, stepped over to Yu and grabbed her arm, then dragged her sister over to the door and threw it open. "Sa.... What is it? What's wrong?" But Sa didn't respond. There was no need to respond. Better to show. It was so much easier for her to simply show, rather than explain. She didn't have the way with words that Yu had. That was a difference between them, and one she had felt most strongly, ever since Ketsu came into this world. Ever since they found the cocoon. Something was changing, inside of them, accelarated by the discovery of the cocoon.
She continued to lead Yu to the storeroom before she stopped in the open doorway, her mouth hanging open. It shouldn't have come as any surprise to her, what with all that had happened so far, but all the same, the gobsmack was there. Whack!
Yu managed to wrestle her arm from Sa's grip and moved around to see what Sa was looking at. From Sa's expression, whatever she had hoped to show her had taken several psychological leaps forward. "I...." Sa started to say. "I came here last night, after you'd run out...." Yu's eyes hadn't quite got used to the gloom of the room. The light from the hallway was much brighter. Sa's eyes had adjusted much more quickly, which didn't please her all that much. After all, she was the one who liked the night a lot more.... "....I came here.... I don't know why, but I had to see the cocoon for some reason." Sa continued. "And it was glowing. In the base, but that was all. A small red glow." A small red glow. Yu looked for it, in the gloom. She expected to see it. "And I put my hand on the base, and I heard her cries. Only for a second, that was all. It was just like you said, you know.... Just like you said...."
Yu could see the cocoon now. There didn't seem to be anything out of the usual at first, but eventually, she could see the faint reddish glow that seemed to be emanating from its base. And then she looked up along its height, and found that the cocoon was sealed. As if it had never been broken. As if Ketsu had never hatched. The cocoon had repaired itself overnight.
"Oh my...." Yu whispered. "This isn't good. This isn't good at all."
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Hana stared out at the morning sunshine with a sense of impending doom. Something was going to happen today that she just knew she would regret being a part of. This ability had grown over the past few years as she watched many of the younger Haibane of her own age grow and leave for the Abandoned Factory. Even the other girls. She found the place frightening, and every time she'd been there, she'd felt as if sky was going to fall on her head beforehand. Invariably, the sky did fall. She so didn't like the boys that lived there....
Though Old Home wasn't much better, what with the twins. They had made much of her younger life a living hell. Well, they'd made life difficult for everyone. But especially her. Because she was not only one of the long-term fixtures within Old Home, she was also almost their age. And that meant that she was a prime target for some of their.... activities. And, for some reason, she just knew that this sky-falling-on-head feeling pertained to them, somehow.
She beat herself over the head with her fists a couple of times. There, that felt better. It hurt, but at least she was ignoring the feeling, now. It made life easier if she didn't know what was about to happen. Like the moment when she was holding Ketsu in her arms, a few seconds after the girl had hatched from her cocoon....
She liked to walk the fields around Old Home in the light of early morning, when things were still likely to be quiet. A short distance away there were holes in the ground leading to a rabbit warren. There weren't many rabbits: probably no more than a dozen or so, but she could easily tell one from another and counted each to see if any had disappeared since her census the previous morning. Only one had ever disappeared, taken by a cat, a big, ginger tom who looked particularly ugly and had the temperament to match. Suffice to say, it put her off cats. She hated it when creatures so seemingly helpless were threatened by something much larger and, well, uglier. It struck some chord in her 'sense of justice' gland....
That was what she felt when she held Ketsu.... Like the girl needed protection, from something bigger and uglier than she was. Like the rabbits. She always seemed to relate people to animals, somehow. It was an easy method of categorising their personalities, even before she got to know them, properly. And Ketsu seemed just like a rabbit, with all the flighty propensity and vulnerability to go with it.
All the rabbits were there. Indeed, there were a couple of kittens bounding around the grass that she hadn't seen before. Change. New faces replacing the old ones. You couldn't stop change. And, sometimes, that change was good. She smiled and stretched, then carefully sat down on a stone at the edge of the field, brushing her skirt back so it wouldn't crease underneath, the bad feeling she'd had earlier having now well and truly faded.
From this stone she could see down a small valley and across to a view of the township, the rooves of houses distantly glowing in the sun. Sooner or later she was going to have to find herself a job in the township. She was supposed to be one of the older feathers now, but was always too shy to visit there and ask anyone if they wanted her help.... Having had the dream of being a florist, she'd stood outside the florist's front door about a half dozen times and had been frightened away about as many times. When was she going to change? When was she going to have the will to do something with her life?
"Haaanaaaa-chaaaan!" She turned to see Kana atop the rickety old bicycle, waving at her from the main path to the township. She stood and waved back. "Hurry uuuup! Breakfast will be ready soon!" Kana called out to her. "I'll see you when I get back from work."
"Haaaaaiii." Hana called out as Kana struggled with the tempestuous machine along the path. As Hana watched her, she stopped twice to replace the chain on the cogs before disappearing over a rise. Then her stomach grumbled, and she realised just how hungry she really was. She jogged back to the Old Home, able to smell the aroma of pancakes wafting through the archway of the courtyard. Her speed quickened as she approached the entrance and made her way to the common room.
"Honestly, I can help, you know. I'm not that helpless."
"You are going to stay in that bed. Rakka tells me you're about to go into the fever before your wings pop. Even that looks like it's coming on early. Don't look at me like that...."
Hana opened the door and peered into the room where Hikari and Ketsu were glaring at each other, Ketsu sitting up in the bed looking less than pleased to be there. "Ohayo." Hana said, pleasantly.
They both turned their glares to her and said, in unison.... "Ohayo." ....Before Hikari turned her back on Ketsu, her arms crossed and huffing in frustration. Despite her earlier protest, Ketsu didn't seem to be entirely with it. After a quick glare at Hikari's back, she partly lay on her side, clutching the edge of the bedsheet between tremorous fingers, her eyes wavering between closing in narcoleptic bouts of sleep, and suddenly snapping open, darting around the room as if an explosion had gone off. Hana watched her do this for close to a minute, biting her lower lip, before making her way across to the table, pulling out a chair to sit down.
"Hana-chan?" Rakka popped her head out from the kitchen, gesturing her over. Hana let the chair go and padded over to Rakka as she leaned over, whispering into her ear in a faux conspiratorial tone. "Can you get the twins up here for breakfast. They're dragging their feet as usual."
"Umm.... Must I?" The bubble of Hana's good mood was well and truly burst, as she remembered her sky-falling-on-head feeling, again.
"Yes. You must." Rakka waved a finger at her. "And I would mention that I'm not exactly pleased with Yu's little performance this morning. In front of Ketsu, before I'd woken up. Typical! About the only way she would have got away with it. She was quite upset about it."
"Yes.... I'm sure she was, if they were involved." She screwed her nose up. "I really don't want to have to get them. Bad things always happen to me when I get involved with them."
"Then you should be fine. They haven't had enough time to think up trouble this early in the morning." Rakka smiled, turned Hana around and gave her a gentle push in the direction of 'on your way', a direction Hana reluctantly took.
As she passed by the bed, she glanced at Ketsu. The girl was now staring blankly into the corner of the room, but her mouth was moving, just perceptably, as if reciting something in silence. An uncomfortable sensation crossed Hana's mind, and she turned away as quickly as possible....
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Sa grabbed the remains of the storeroom door and jammed it into the doorway, breathing heavily as she did so. "Well, that's done that, then." She didn't really know what had done what, but she was certainly glad to have put something between herself and the cocoon.
"What are you doing?" Yu felt she was asking this a lot of her sister, lately, who was leaning her head against the door, a grim expression on her face. She really didn't like this 'Sa thinks deeply' aspect her sister seemed to have developed overnight. "We have to tell everyone about...."
"And what are they going to do about it?" Sa grumbled.
"Well.... I don't know. I don't think any of them have experienced anything like this before."
Well, Yu, that was one hell of an understatement, I'm sure. Sa really didn't believe that she had to take her sister step-by-step through the 'what happens next' guide to life as a Haibane. "In which case, they're going to tell the Haibane Renmei, aren't they?"
"Well, I suppose so...."
"What are they going to do to Ketsu, then?" Sa turned to her sister, using the question as a punchline. "What will the Haibane Renmei do to Ketsu? Those cries we heard.... What if the Haibane Renmei punish Ketsu in some way, for some reason? Because this is happening, what if they hurt her?"
"They didn't do that the last time?" Yu shrugged.
"What?"
"The house mother told me what happened the last time someone was born near that painting Rakka found.... They didn't punish the Haibane, or anything. I mean, not at first...."
Sa grabbed Yu's shoulders tightly. "So, you mean they DID?"
Yu was a little intimidated by Sa's sudden intensity. "Well, not because of anything like this. Not that I was told...."
"Not that you were told, yeah." Sa let her go. "So, did the house mother tell you about anything like this?"
"No. Unless I missed something when I dozed off. That old lady has got staying power.... She was still prattling on when I woke up." Yu scratched her head. "Though I don't know when that was, so it could have been a few minutes or a few hours...."
"Which means you don't know everything. Which means this could mean anything. Which is a lot of unknown 'means', if you know what I mean."
Yu chewed things over in the silence that followed. Anything other than look her sister in the eyes when she got that superior expression. "I don't really see what we can do about it, though. I mean, it isn't like we can hide the cocoon from everybody, so they won't know what is going on."
"The crates that are in the courtyard. We can hide the cocoon behind them." Sa crossed her arms and nodded, smiling at her carefully laid plan. Not as carefully as Yu liked.
"Yeah, but...." Yu shook her head. "There are so many, and they're heavy. It took all those workmen ages to carry them out there. The pair of us can't do it alone. Not even in a day."
Sa was not one to be put off so easily. "What is everyone going to think if we start nicking off with the crates, back to this room?"
"They're going to think we're stockpiling all the stuff for ourselves, for you to muck around with the gadgets and for me to sell stuff at the market...."
"Yeeeessss." Sa nodded, superciliously. "Nice to see you're finally joining the party, sis. They wouldn't think twice about it. About the worst they can do is tell us off. Won't stop us, will it?"
"What if they offer to help us?" Yu crossed her arms and looked away, feeling like she was being lead into something she really didn't want to be a part of. "Someone might feel sorry for us, or be interested in what we find."
"Who the hell is going to help us with that lot? I mean, I ask you.... Who would be stupid enough to help us carry all of that back into here?"
"What are you two up to?" The voice might have been fairly soft, but both twins just about set the high jump record when they heard it. They stared at Hana for a few moments with obviously guilty expressions as she looked from one to the other. "Aren't you two dressed, yet? Breakfast is going to be ready in about ten minutes. And Yu...." She looked from Yu to Sa, not quite sure which one she should be addressing. "Rakka-oneesan wants to talk to you about scaring Ketsu-oneesan this morning. She looked really cross." And the sooner I get out of here, the better things are going to be for me, because you two look like you're planning to make my immediate future really, really difficult.
Sa looked at Yu. Yu looked back at Sa. Hana's worst fears were being confirmed in their minds.
"Hana-chan.... Would you like to help your oneesans this morning? We've got some work to do." Sa smiled as she leaned forward, almost towering over the younger girl.
Hana shrunk from them, feeling nervous as they did their best to put on winning smiles. The sky-falling-on-head feeling had turned into sky-has-fallen-and-you-have-concussion-and-a-cracked-skull. "What?"
"It's very important." Yu put a finger to her lips. "You mustn't tell anyone about it, or else Ketsu-oneesan might get in trouble." And with that, Yu guided Hana towards the door to the storeroom as Sa moved it out of the way once more.
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Kana arrived at the edge of the township, feeling exhausted as the bike came close to slipping its chain as she bounced over the cobblestones. The day was already starting to warm up rather quickly, and she could feel humidity in the air. Looking around and up at the sky, she could see a few whispy clouds forming in view, just above the wall. "Gonna be a sticky one." She mumbled to herself, as she rode into the central square, haphazardly avoiding townsfolk who seemed to step into her path all too easily. She skirted the fountain in the middle of the square and aimed for the shop underneath the clock tower.
She parked outside the front door and dismounted, checking to see if it was open. Even though she was early, sometimes her boss would like to catch her out by getting there even earlier. It lead to her wondering if he had a social life outside making and repairing clocks.
It was locked. She shrugged and walked the bike around to the service entrance, pulling out a key. She was about to unlock the door when a young woman she recognised as one of the girls who worked at the town haberdashery called to her from the entrance to the lane. "Kana, is it?"
Kana turned to her and nodded. She'd met the girl, named Maria, only once or twice, mostly through her being related to Kana's boss. Maria trotted up to Kana, breathing heavily as she did so. It seemed she had run quite some distance. "You could tell by the wings, could ya?" Kana chuckled as she twirled the key-ring on a finger. Maria stopped and placed her hands on her knees, trying to catch her breath.
"Uh, yeah...." Maria stood up and wiped sweat from her forehead. "My uncle sent me.... He asked if it would be okay if you looked after the shop, today."
"Hmm." Kana raised an eyebrow. "The old man is starting to feel his age, is he?" She chuckled. "Be the only reason he'd trust me with his shop."
"No, its...." Maria looked down at the ground, trying to find the words. "A friend of his.... died last night."
"Oh...." Kana stopped twirling the key. "I'm sorry." She looked around awkwardly, not sure what to say, next. "Who...."
"A close friend. You might have met them before, I'm not sure." Maria gestured to the door. "Open up. I'll tell you everything inside."
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"Now Hana has disappeared." Hikari grumbled as she chewed on her pancake and took a swig of tea to wash it down. "That pair have probably kidnapped her and sold her to the thrift shop, or something."
"Come on, they aren't that bad." Rakka watched as Hikari leaned back in her chair. "Though this is all going to go cold if they don't appear soon."
"Can I have another cup of tea?" Ketsu looked hopefully from the bed, shakily holding up a cup from her lap. "Better not to waste everything if they aren't going to put in an appearance, isn't it?"
Hikari sighed and was about to get up when the door to the common room slammed open, both twins with Hana in tow racing into the room. Sa grabbed a plate and some of the remaining pancakes as Yu grabbed the tea tray, with pot, sugar, milk and remaining cups aboard. They then beat a hasty retreat, leaving Hana to make apologies.
"Sorry. Sorry. Stuff to do and all...." She bowed to them and followed the twins from the room. Three sets of eyes watched them disappear before Hikari settled back in her chair, staring at the ceiling.
"They'll probably sell the whole tea set, along with Hana." Hikari sighed.
"I take back what I say. They are as bad as you say." Rakka shook her head, reminded of what Hana had said about always getting into trouble when the twins were around, and grabbed the last of the pancakes with her fork, stuffing half of it into her mouth.
"I guess there won't be any more tea, then." Ketsu looked forlornly at her cup with bleary eyes. "Probably a good thing. I'm feeling kinda tired at the moment."
"Which is exactly why it was better for you to stay in bed." Hikari huffed. "I said as much to you. It's too soon for you to be running about."
"Yeah, yeah.... I...." Ketsu swayed for a second, her cup falling from her fingers onto the bedspread. "I'm really...."
Rakka almost swallowed her pancake the wrong way as she jumped from her chair, and was coughing and thumping her chest as she crossed the room, just as Ketsu toppled sideways towards the floor. Rakka managed to grab her before she was off the bed and cradled her as she first quivered, then went stiff, her eyes rolling upwards so far that only her whites could be seen. Her face was pale as Rakka lifted her back onto the bed.
Hikari was at Rakka's side a second later. "What.... What's happening. It almost looks like she's had a fit."
"I don't know." Rakka looked back up at Hikari as she placed a hand on Ketsu's forehead. "She's really hot. It might be the fever coming on. I'm not sure. Get a cold, wet towel."
Hikari nodded and raced into the kitchen as Ketsu started to settle, her muscles relaxing and the colour coming back to her face. Rakka held Ketsu's wrist and checked her pulse. At least she had one, and it was regular.
Rakka rolled Ketsu on her side and opened up the ties on the back of the girl's nightdress, checking the bulges on her shoulder blades. They were larger than before, but not yet distending the skin too far. It would have been a couple of hours before Ketsu entered the fever. A hand holding wet towel appeared in front of her face and she took it from Hikari, cradling Ketsu in one arm and gently applying it across the girl's forehead.
"I told her not to push it too hard." Hikari kneeled next to Rakka. "I told her."
"Yes, you did." Rakka grumbled, impatiently. "But she hasn't moved an inch from the bed since yesterday, so you can say she took your advice, in retrospect." Ketsu's eyes were now closed, so she opened an eyelid to see if they were still rolling abnormally. They weren't, but the pupil seemed clouded over, giving a cataract-effect. They eye then moved, slowly, as if Ketsu was following something across the room. Rakka let go of her eyelid and involuntarily looked back, to see if something was there, but there was nothing. She turned back to Ketsu, whose eyes were now half-open and still moving around in a half-daze. And her mouth was moving, as if she were whispering something.
"Is she trying to say something?" Hikari quizzed. Rakka shrugged and leaned an ear closer to Ketsu's mouth, listening carefully.
"If.... her to...." The words were, practically, little more than mouthed, so Rakka had trouble discerning them all. "But I don't.... she is."
"What is she saying?" Hikari asked, quietly.
"I'm not sure. She's babbling, probably."
Rakka was about to lift her head away when Ketsu whispered.... "Rakka.... Rakka, where are...."
"Ketsu?" Rakka turned and stared into Ketsu's eyes. "Ketsu, I'm right here."
Ketsu's mouth stopped moving, but her eyes continued to wander in an unseeing gaze.
END OF PART 5
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This major rework of the chapter occured because I simply wasn't happy with the original.
DARK DAY FOR ANIME - THE RIGHT DISHONOURABLE MARK A PAGE
FEATHER 2.0: 14th-17th September 2004