Shinju: Thank you Yuki Kawaii, for reviewing. Now, I needs 5 more for the chapter after this one.
Kaoru: O.o
Sekka:…
Moriko: Shinju…sweatdrops
Shinju: What?!?!?!
Moriko: nothing.sigh ShinjuJaganshi does not own flame of Recca or the song Angel.
The group was crowded in Recca's room. Sekka was lying on Recca's bed, unconscious, with her arms bandaged. Kaoru was downstairs, crying and confused.
"I don't get it. Why'd she do that?" wondered Recca.
"Think about it. Sekka was protecting somebody right? If the person you cared for more than your own life told you to die, what would you do?" said Tokiya. He was staring out the window, so that nobody could see his face.
"So then, the person was…" Domon started to say, but was cut off by a soft, whisper of a voice.
"Kaoru." Said Sekka. She had managed to sit up, and was looking down at the sheets.
"Why?" asked Recca, sitting down. Tokiya got up, and sat next to the girl, re-arranging pillows so that she could sit up without hurting herself.
"Kaoru…is…my brother. My baby brother." She whispered, tears filling her eyes. Tokiya picked up her hand to reassure her, and she gave him a small smile.
"W-when I was 8, and he was 4, Saru came to kill our parents. I hid Kaoru, and told him not to leave the place until I came for him. I had Fubuki, and was going to try and kill Saru. But…when she saw me, she told me that the closet was not a good hiding place for my brother. That she would kill me, then him, and laugh at our deaths. But for some reason, she was willing to make a deal. I would become her servant, no, her slave, and she would let him live. At first, she let me live a normal life. But soon, I spent too much time watching Kaoru. She told me if I ever went near him, he would die by my own hands. She took me back to her castle, and I was not allowed to leave. So I made a deal with her. The rest, you all know." She finished, then leaned into Tokiya's shoulder and started crying. She's like me. We lost our lives, and never thought we'd find them. Thought Tokiya.
Kaoru's Pov
I've heard everything she's said. She's my sister. Memories are flooding back to me. One's I thought I'd never have to face again. One's I don't want to face.
Flashback
"Kaoru! Time for breakfast!" yelled Misota, Kaoru's mother.
"Yayayayayayayayayayay!" cheered 4 year old Kaoru, rushing down the stairs. He ran into his sister, 8 year old Sekka. She was dressed in her school's uniform, with her backpack. In Kaoru's eyes, his sister could do anything she wanted to. He had seen her summon snow before, and then make it dance for him. The angels were all pretty and sparkly, but too cold to touch.
"Hurry up Kaoru! I'm not going to wait forever to go to school!" scolded Sekka. Her hair was up in high, bouncy pigtails, and her bright blue eyes sparkled against her tan face. As full of energy as her little brother, Sekka was also an excellent fighter. Kaoru had seen her take on a high school boy; and win easily!
"Both of you hurry up and leave before you drive us all crazy!" shouted Hiro, their father, jokingly. He was always teasing them, making jokes and pulling Sekka's pigtails. Suddenly, the doorbell rang, loud and clear, through out the whole house.
"I'll get it." Said Misota, wiping her flour covered hands off on her apron. What happened next was the most horrific thing ever for Kaoru. All he heard was his mother's scream and horrible laughter. Sekka, who had been in a position to see it all, turned pale. She ran to Kaoru and picked him up. As they scrambled down the hall, he noticed that there was blood on her shirt. They hid in a closet, shaking. Soon, they heard their father's cry. Tears falling, Sekka picked up her weapon, the one that made the snow angels come and dance for him, and faced him.
"Kaoru, don't leave till I come back. Mommy and Daddy are dead. Don't make any noise at all, and stay here. And…remember that I love you, okay?" Whispered Sekka. The terrified Kaoru could only nod. What was she saying? Dead? How? Who? She smiled, and crept out of the closet. Darkness closed around Kaoru. NO!! Screamed his terrified mind, tears falling down his little cheeks.
End Flashback
She never came back. The police came and found him in the closet. They took him to an orphanage. Late one night, he heard the lady who took care of them talking to another. She said that his parents were dead, his sister kidnapped. He was all alone. He began to forget everything about his family, his friends, and his old life. But sometimes, he felt like there was somebody watching him, following him. One night, he had heard a voice singing a familiar song.
Spend all your time waiting, for that second chance,
For the break that will make it okay,
There's always some reason, to feel not good enough,
And it's hard at the end of the day,
I need some distraction, oh, beautiful.
Memories seep from my veins, and make me empty,
Oh and weightless they'll make me,
I'll find, some peace, tonight.
In the arms of the angels, far away, from here
From this dark hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear,
You were born from the wreckage, of your silent memory,
In the arms, of the angels, may you find some comfort there…
He lay in bed for a while, just hearing it, and then jumped out of bed to see the singer. But before he could see who, the voice was gone. And so was his watcher. Now he had failed his sister again. He had forgotten her, and almost killed her. She probably hated him now. He had finally found family, and then gone and almost cut off all ties to it. She hates me now. I hate myself. She gave up everything for me, and I almost killed her. He thought, crying.
Sekka's POV
She had convinced all the others to go away, except Tokiya. H stayed next to her, comforting her and reassuring her.
"What will you do?" he asked her, his eyes full of worry.
"I don't know…" her voice trailed off as she heard a heart-breaking sound from downstairs.
"He's crying…because of me…oh God…" she whispered, more tears falling down her face.
"Shh, shh, it's okay, it isn't you." He whispered, hugging her. Why is he being so kind to me? She wondered, but decided to think about it later on. Then it hit her.
"I know what to do…" she whispered, then looked at him. He nodded, and picked her up, carrying her downstairs. He put her down gently, and then walked back upstairs. She looked at the tiny sobbing heap on the couch, and made up her mind. She would do it.
Kaoru's POV
He lay on the couch, crying harder then he ever had before. I failed her…she never wanted for me to forget…she told me to remember…all my fault…Suddenly, a voice drifted across the room.
In the arms of the angels, far away, from here
That voice…
From this dark hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear,
This song…
You were born from the wreckage, of your silent memory,
Her favorite, the one she was always singing to…
In the arms, of the angels, may you find some comfort there,
Some comfort there.
He turned to see his big sister, smiling at him. Tears were flowing from her eyes. And he remembered why she sang that song. She had always said that he lived with angels around him, that they would always keep him smiling bright, and that when he was smaller, he wasn't ever afraid, so the angels must've held him and kept him safe. When their parents had died, he had thought that the angels had gone away forever, because he had done something wrong. He always turned the radio off at that song.
"I missed you little brother." She whispered. He stared at her, and then burst out into loud sobbing, running into her arms.
"I forgot! I'm sorry! I'm sorry…" he sobbed, crying harder then before, but it was a more relived kind of crying now.
"Shh, shh, its okay, everything's okay." She whispered into his ear. Kaoru slowly fell asleep, still in her lap. She smiled, and began humming the song to herself. It was okay. They had each other. We will be a family that is never parted again. She thought firmly to herself.
"Never."
And Tokiya looked down the stairs at the two, and smiled to himself.
Shinju: ehehehehe…
Sango: Yay! It's all done!
Sekka: THANK GOD!!
Shinju: Be ready for a sequel.
Kaoru and Sekka: NNNNOOOOO!!!!