RockMan Zero
Makenai Ai ga Kitto Aru
Saiko Ninja
Whew. Have you all still been waiting for the next chapter? Thanks for being patient with me, here's the next chapter to "Makenai Ai ga Kitto Aru". Again, sorry for keeping you all waiting and all. Remember, more reviews means I'll keep writing. It's all for you, the readers!
Disclaimer: …Typing this over and over again… You know the drill…
Note: I am not entirely sure if all of you played through the RockMan X series but I'm going to be making reference to the Nightmare Soul (which may have nothing whatsoever to do with this series). Actually, I haven't played the RockMan X series in a while so I may be making a mistake (not writing fanfiction and not playing RockMan X for a long time causes me to forget, sorry). I'm letting you know ahead of time so that you won't be reprimanding me for making a mistake (if that is the case).
Makenai Ai ga Kitto Aru
Chapter: Reunion
I'm sorry… I wasn't there for you… when you needed me the most…
Exhausted from yesterday's duel against Phantom, a verily familiar crimson warrior lay back sleeping upon his mattress in his sleeping quarters. He seemed to be in a deep sleep dreaming of times past.
"…why do you keep torturing yourself?"
Apparently, Zero was in a dream-like realm, the surroundings about him rather apparent in a hazy black and white tone. He gazed around with a curious expression, the voice familiar. As he progressed through the area, he began to witness the scenery about him transform into places he remembered in times past… Technological machines which he saw as he walked past were assumed to be irreplaceable at that time, were at the present obsolete. This place brought back memories he wished to forget… But the guilt he held in his heart this whole time refrained him from doing so.
"…do you remember where this is, Zero?"
I wish I didn't remember… but yes, I do… Iris…
As he stopped dead in his tracks, he gazed around at the black and white surroundings. Everything was eerily perfect in the sense that nothing was broken. Everything would have been perfect except for the scene he saw in front of him. There were two figures, one kneeling down on his knees and the other lying on the ground resting in the kneeling one's arms clinging dearly to life.
It was clear that he was reliving the moment that he had… killed the one he cared for most. It was clear that he was being haunted by the guilt he held in his heart for not being able to protect the one he cared for most. It was clear to him lastly that he didn't have the ability to prevent this from happening. At that moment in time as he held Iris in his arms, he felt as if the whole world ended…
"…you have to let me go, Zero."
As he watched the black and white scene unfold once again before him, he focused upon the face of Iris. Everything played like a silent film, except there were no separate scenes to display the subtitles of what they said. Of course, Zero didn't need any subtitles to try and understand what the two were saying as those words were seared into his memory. He felt his chest… contract…
Witnessing the past form of himself stand up and cradle Iris in his arms, he closed his eyes and averted his closed gaze to the side bowing his head. He didn't need to see his former self shout in agony over losing his loved one. He lived this moment time and time and again in his dreams and he wasn't going to stand for it anymore…
… … …
Opening his eyes slowly, he found himself in the Resistance Base once more, specifically his dwelling quarters. Blinking once, twice, then thrice, he sat up slowly and then slowly placed his right hand to his face covering it partially. Zero's expression was still a bit dazed but he was awake nonetheless.
"I want to let you go… but my heart is still weighted down with guilt…" he whispered.
If he was still dreaming, it was apparent as he saw a glowing after image of Iris leaning against his back gazing up at the view of the deep azure-lavender hue of the sky through his window. She was hugging her knees close and resting her chin upon her knees. The crimson warrior had an urge to turn around and hold her in his arms, but he had this mindset that he might wake up were he to do anything sudden. An odd thought, but to be with Iris, even like this, he didn't want to ruin it.
"…you have to let me go, Zero… it wasn't your fault…" she replied.
"I know, but if I could have just…" he faltered.
What could have he done? He was forced to fight her because he dispatched her own brother with his own hands. Her attachment to her brother was rather admirable, but if only she hadn't decided to give into the Nightmare Soul, she wouldn't have died, would she? Would she have gone to the extent of fighting him even without giving into the Nightmare Soul? He sighed and then looked at the mattress he sat upon, his back seemingly resting against Iris's.
"…There wasn't anything I could have done." Zero finished.
"Please Zero, I know that after all this time… you've never stopped thinking of me, and it makes me very happy, but you have to find it in your heart to just let it go, and me, with it…"
"…"
"…Maybe I'll see you again someday, but for now, please live on without worrying about what you've done in the past. Protect those close to you now and do what you can, whenever you can, to the best of your ability. Zero…"
Her voice was beginning to become weaker and her transparent figure fade away. Turning around completely to face her, he began to reach out for her only to see that she was gone…
"Iris…!"
Unfortunately, his efforts were futile and once more, he was in reality, fully awake and apparent of the situation he was in. He wasn't in the past fighting alongside X and ridding the world of Sigma and his asinine plans. He was, rather, fighting against X and trying to eliminate him so as to protect the people around him and perhaps the world for that matter…
He sighed and then looked at the ground, swinging both his legs on the side of the bed letting his feet touch the cool ground. Closing his eyes momentarily, he then began to contemplate and sort out his thoughts. At this point in time, he felt mixed up and just needed time alone…
However, the chance of being alone wouldn't be granted to him as the whole area began to tremble violently. Standing up quickly only to stumble about uneasily, Zero quickly reached for his "Buster Shot" pistol and holstered it. Of course, he wouldn't be complete without his Z-Saber, snatching the un-ignited saber; he then headed over to the door.
"Zero!" shouted a familiar female voice.
Just as he reached the metallic door, it slid open and there he found Ciel expressing mixed emotions of worry and frustration. Shaking her head a little bit, she then turned around not wasting a moment indirectly signaling Zero to follow. The crimson warrior didn't waste a second as he followed her lead.
"What's happening!" Zero exclaimed as they rushed down the stairs.
Apparently, the elevator was shut off due to emergency situations and they both had to make their way down the stairs. Screams and gunfire echoed around them as neared the first floor of the Resistance Base. Apparently shouting out to Ciel, he seemed to have called out to her in habit asking her to stay by his side.
"Ciel, stay close and don't leave my side! Whatever happens… I will protect you!"
The strawberry-blonde haired girl blinked a moment as they ran and then felt heat rush to her cheeks turning slightly pink. Nodding her head and acknowledging Zero's concern, Ciel kept on running out to the exit of the Resistance Base leading him out to the chaos and destruction. Both of them stopped dead in their tracks looking at two figures slowly floating down to the ground. One was rather slender in physique and donned in sapphire armor while the other was muscular and rather built, sporting crimson colored armor.
Of course, these two reploids could be none other than Leviathan and Fefnir. He knew of Fefnir's fighting style, brash yet unimaginably strong, whereas Leviathan, he still had yet to find out her tactics. Would she be like Phantom, who exploited weaknesses and used whatever he could to win? Or would she even be like Fefnir who fought with strength rather than tactics? No, it wouldn't be the style of a woman of that physique and style. Shaking his head, Zero then stepped forward and placed a hand to the side stopping the following Ciel.
"Stay back, and make sure that if there are any injured, tend to them." Zero whispered.
"Right." Ciel replied.
… … …
"Zero!" shouted the rather light crimson armored reploid.
"I hope that you liked what we've been doing to the place. Explosions and gunfire, tearing down sections of your sorry excuse for a resistance base…" Leviathan eloquently spoke.
"Why don't you spare me the antics and get down to business…" Zero muttered.
Quickly, he twirled out the hilt of his Z-Saber and then ignited the blade revealing it's lengthy green photon edge. Whereas on the opposite side of him, Leviathan materialized her rather lengthy trident and Fefnir took hold of his Flame Buster charging it up. Apparently, the two enemy reploids were ready to take Zero on but before Leviathan could make a move forward, Fefnir stopped her and then growled.
"I'll take care of him… I've got a score to settle…"
End Chapter: Reunion
Well, well, it seems that I finally found the time to update once again. I know that this chapter was shorter in comparison to the many other chapters I've written. I hope that you all will still support my fanfiction and review always after reading each chapter. Also, I'd like to thank you all who have been waiting for each and every update and not fail to review after each one… Thank you very much! I wouldn't be typing this right now if there were no one that still wanted to read more of this fanfiction.
As long as you all wish to read more, I'll give you more and that is a guarantee I can make. Well, remember, to review, neh? Till next time…
Ja matta, minna.
Just what do you mean when you say… "reality"…?
Is it that world which moves at its own selfish pace?
The world that forces you to move on – even at the cost of your own wishes?
What about…
The things you've seen and heard, and felt…?
Aren't they real? How about the happiness you felt?
Or the sadness?