By: Lacus Klein
Disclaimer: YnM and X characters all property of respective owners. I'm just writing for the enjoyment of myself and others online. I make no money. In fact, I'm currently bordering broke sigh
Notes: Okay, before you start reading here's a few things to help everyone understand what's currently going on. This fic is the sequel to Lullaby, set fourteen years later. Myobi is sixteen and has been living in the human world to be hidden. Of course, her life is anything but a bed of roses. This is set many years after the X TV saga ended too, which will help make sense of things too. What is X in this story then? You'll see -
Chapter One
Dreams
Do you dream?
Myobi looked at the large black cocoon sitting in the side of her desolate room. From her bed, she could make out its outline perfectly. With the sheets over her head, she curled up and continued to stare at it. I dream, she thought as though she were speaking to it. I dream a lot.
Fourteen years of this hell was enough. Myobi closed her eyes and envisioned the past. She couldn't remember where she'd come from. Her memories were so blurred, though she didn't know why. The first clear memory was being taken into that orphanage by the police who had found her wandering around the park area. She had no past, and apparently no identity. All she could tell them was her first name. Myobi. That was all she knew then.
But from the first day she entered the orphanage, she knew she was different. The other children avoided her. They tensed her and actually seemed to fear her. And then, Lucky had appeared. That really drove them away. Myobi didn't know who Lucky was or why he was there, but he became her only friend.
At the end of the bed, Lucky looked up. "You're thinking of them again?" he asked.
"I can't help what I dream. They all knew. They knew I was "different". And they hated me." Myobi whispered.
"And is that why you've chosen him?" Lucky asked, looking over at the cocoon.
Myobi smiled and got up. Walking over, she knelt by the black cocoon and laid her hand on it. "He will understand, because he has lost what he loved as well. He cannot feel the embrace of those who loved him before." she said softly.
Lucky jumped down beside her. "He was born to die. It was his fate, as it was theirs that he cared for. Yet, you will bring him back, with all his power?" he said.
"I don't care about his power. All I care about is him." Myobi whispered.
"Why care so much for someone who was more then human?" Lucky asked, though his question seemed odd considering who he was speaking to.
Myobi smiled, hugging the cocoon. "Because, he is like me. He wasn't born to be normal. He knows what it is to be shunned. And together, perhaps we can find happiness." she explained.
Lucky curled up by her and purred. "If you will finally be happy." he said.
Oh yes, Myobi thought. I will be when you finally come out.
My beautiful Kamui.
TBC
Notes: Short, but a start. So why is Myobi bringing Kamui back? Well, let's just say she knows a few things about him that will be revealed later