Chapter 8; The beginning to the end
I have a disclaimer and warning for this chapter. Aren't you exited? I am.
Warning: This chapter contains at least two crossovers. If you are not a fan of crossovers, I think you should read this chapter anyway, and review when you've read it, telling me how awesome it was.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the crossover things and characters that may appear in this chapter.
Now, finally, I give you chapter eight of 'Watching from Afar'
About 13 months passed, as did Sohma Kyo's second 16th birthday. Not much of a story there, as they didn't really celebrate at all. Well, Keiko and Kyoko did but nobody else.
Enough about Kyo! He's not very interesting in this chapter! Let's jump and see what Tohru is doing, eh?
Honda Tohru, our sweet, innocent little girl, who is 32 right now, and not very small and innocent anymore, walked on the side walk in a very French looking part of town. It was really a beautiful day, the birds were singing, people were laughing, somewhere a radio could be heard faintly.
Tohru spotted two familiar faces in a small café nearby. She ran up to them while yelling "Hana-chan, Uo-chan! You're here!"
"Yo, Tohru! Long time no see!" Uo, who wasn't really Uo anymore, but will, conveniently enough, be called Uo anyways said.
"Of course we're here, Tohru-chan." Hanajima waved and shot Tohru one of her creepy soft smiles that give even the toughest men the creeps before stating "We would never let our beloved Tohru-chan down by not showing up." She stood up and hugged Tohru tightly in that motherly kind of way.
Tohru laughed nervously while she carefully tried to pry Hanajima off her, mostly because she would surely die if she didn't get some air soon.
After Hanajima let go, much to everyone's relief, they sat down and had a nice conversation about pretty much everything grown women in their 30s talk about. Jobs, kids, love, movies they just saw, sex (but only if you're from 'sex in the city') their husband's small penises… No, I'm just kidding. They didn't talk about sex OR their husbands small penises. Unless you want them too. Imagine anything you want them to talk about, and have them talk bout that.
"Hana-chan! You've got to tell her!" Uo said suddenly, while giggling furiously. This might seem very out of character, but right now she is very emotional, as she's pregnant.
"Tell her what?" Hana asked calmly, looking at her over the magazine she was looking through with raised eyebrows, as in asking: "Tell her what?" … Exactly!
"You know! About Megumi!"
"Ah, that." Hanajima lowered her eyebrows to normal eyebrow position, as in saying: "Ah, that." "He's engaged." She then stated, suddenly looking extremely sad for emotionless Hanajima. Meaning she lowered her eyes a tiny, tiny bit. "I will be so alone without my favourite brother by my side… But I still have you, Tohru-chan!" Hana hugged Tohru again, making her turn blue in various places. "I'll be okay."
No, Tohru didn't die, but Tohru-kun suddenly popped up beside her, flickering and looking very anxious. All of her memories came flashing back to her, like that time in day care… No, it was over, instead a dark corridor with pictures of her loved ones and relatives on the walls. She recognized it as the corridor she was in chapter six, only this time, light was coming from the other end. She ran towards it, anxious to know that was hiding on the other side when…
"Oh, Tohru! You're alive! Thank god!" Uo's crying face yelled above her.
"Uo-chan? What happened?"
"I seem to have hugged you a bit too hard." Hanajima stated dully. "Good thing there was a medicine seller in the café! Everybody, give it up for Mibu Kyoshiro!"
The readers roared when they saw Mibu Kyoshiro from Samurai Deeper Kyo enter the room with his medicine box and torn clothes with the Ying-Yang symbol on his back. Tohru turned to Hanajima to find her not being Hanjima anymore! She was an American talk show host with light brown hair, a big moustache and a blue suit. How ever did this happen?
"So, Kyoshiro, what kind of medicines do you sell?" Hanajima who was, as previously stated, an American talk show host, asked Kyoshiro, who was looking around, wondering how the hell he ended up in Lurelee's fanfic.
"Um, well, I have a lot of medicines for all kind of sicknesses. Like this one," Mibu held up a small, blue bottle which seemed to contain some sort of liquid. "This cures all kind of cancers."
"Oh, that's interesting! But let's get into something more personal! What's the deal with this Shiina Yuya?"
Tohru couldn't believe her eyes, ears or surroundings. Why was Hanajima of all people an American talk show host? Who the hell is Mibu Kyoshiro? (though hell was not a word she used!) Where's Uotani?
She shook her head while Kyoshiro said something about her and Yuya-san having the same kind of voice. How could he be so sure about that? Tohru hadn't spoken a word yet!
"Oh, but I know everything!" Kyoshiro answered her mind, his eyes starting to turn red.
"Wh-what?" Tohru stammered and backed away, afraid of what might happen next.
This happened next: Kyoshiro transformed into Onime no Kyo for some unknown reason. His long, damp, red hair being throughout-ly messy and his clothes being stained with blood from countless of people made him look like a very scary person, and scary people were scary from Tohru's point of view. His crimson eyes glimmered in the moonlight, because it was suddenly night in a big, scary forest
Tohru looked around for an escape route, but found a big mirror with dead eyes staring at her instead. "Do you wish to know if you're the most beautiful lady in the world?" It asked.
Tohru shook her head and stammered "N-no, thanks, I'm fine."
The mirror shrugged and became a regular, full body mirror instead. When Tohru looked at it, she found herself being 16 again. "Wh-what is this?" But she didn't have time to wonder anymore, because out from the dark came Omine no Kyo again with his Muramasa out of its sheet. He smirked evilly, his red hair covering his crimson eyes.
He laughed just as evil. "Lol!" No, the author is just messing with you! There's no way Omine no Kyo would ever say 'Lol'. What he really said was: "I'll kill you." Calmly, as if killing people was his hobby or something.
Tphru opened her mouth in a silent scream as Kyo slowly walked towards her. She backed away until she hit a tree, and couldn't go anywhere else.
This was it, she was going to die here. She never got any kids… She would've liked to have kids. Tears formed in her eyes. And she would've liked to have an orange cat, too.
Kyo. "KYOOOO!"
Omine no Kyo was just about to slash Tohru up in tiny little pieces when a tsunami came in through a window nearby and flooded everything, including the fish tank that hadn't been mentioned yet. The fish in it had long, blond hair for some reason.
The last thing Tohru remembered thinking was 'There she is!' before she was knocked out again.
"Tohru? Tohru are you okay?" The echoing voice of Uotanis sobbing voice above her head said. Tohru tried to open her eyes, but failed. It was too bright. But Tohru would never give up on a simple task like that, so she tried again, and believe it or not, but she did it! Her face was wet from both Uo and her tears.
"Uo-chan? What's going on?" She asked with a small voice.
"You're awake?" Uotani asked and said and stated at the same time. "She's awake, she's awake!" She then sang before she broke down in a fit of hysterious crying, out off happiness, of course!
"Yes, but what happened?"
"I don't know, you just suddenly fell down and started crying, screaming for…" Uo paused.
"Screaming for whom, Uo-chan?"
Uo hesitated and tried to form the word.
"You were screaming for Kyo." Hanajima stated from across the room.
Sohma Keiko and her daughter Sohma Taeko were having a problem. Maybe not the biggest problem in the world, but it was still a problem. Keiko was one of those persons who usually don't wear bras, mostly because she finds them annoying and pointless. That's why she didn't know squat about buying bras.
She carefully eyed Taeko's chest, trying to figure out what size she was while she held up a way too small bra.
"Maybe this one?" She mumbled mostly to herself and looked from the bra back to Taeko's chest.
"Are you blind?" The very embarrassed Taeko spat out, crossing her arms over her chest. "Stop comparing my chest to that little thing!"
"Are you done yet?" Kyo asked with a low, embarrassed voice. Leaning against the wall, he was just as embarrassed as his little sister. Hey! He's a 16 year old of the male gender in a lingerie store. Of course he's embarrassed because of various reasons.
Not caring at all about her kids and their embarrassment, Keiko looked around and spotted a woman who worked in the store. Why hadn't she thought of that earlier?
"Excuse me, miss store-woman! Could you please help us?" She asked, waiving at her.
It was kind of odd for the store-woman to see a grown woman, and obviously a mother, asking for help about bras. Never the less, she came over and asked: "What seems to be your problem?"
"Well, I'm no expert on bras and stuff, so I'd like some help trying to find something that fits." Keiko replied carelessly, forgetting all about mentioning that Taeko was the one trying to find a bra.
"Well," The store-woman started and eyed Keiko's chest. "I think your size is about… 95 C!" She guessed, and that was probably pretty close.
"Really?" Keiko asked loudly and turned around to look at Taeko, oblivious of the fact that the woman was talking bout her. "Lucky you, Taeko! Big sizes already!"
Taeko, whose face was all kinds of shades of red by this time, looked at her mother as if she was stupid. "She's talking about you."
"Me?" Keiko turned back to the salesperson, who we will call Anju, just cause the hell of it. No, that was really her name, 'cause name tags never lie. "I was talking about my daughter, Taeko."
Anju, amused by the obliviousness of the mother, giggled before she eyed Taeko's chest and stated she was a size 75 B. She handed Taeko a couple of bras and told her to try them on and chose the ones she liked the most.
And so, Taeko tried on some bras. And after that she bought them. Not very interesting. At all.
In another part of town, our favourite snake and our favourite dog were talking to our favourite rat about something quite… fun.
"But Yuki-ku-un! I want to go-o!" Shigure whined and waved his arms in the air in a very childish way. You'd think the 43 year old would grow up soon, but no. He'll always be the same childish manipulating dog he always were-only older.
"No!" Yuki replied sternly, and (though he'd never admit it) was slightly embarrassed by the dog's childish waving.
Dropping down on his knees and clasping his hands together in a begging position, the snake, Ayame, shouted so everyone could hear "But it's the fun festival! It only comes once a year! Pleaaase, Yuki-kun?"
Sighing, Yuki yanked his brother up in a standing position, silently wondering who was really the oldest of the two. "No!" He replied again, calmly.
Yuki had absolutely no interest whatsoever in going to the 'Fun Festival' together with Shigure and Ayame. Not only was the 'Fun Festival' for ages 15 and down, it was also pretty run down and cheap. And it wasn't fun at all.
But even though Ayame probably should have given up right there and then and ask Hatori to go with him and Shigure instead, he didn't. He was determined to win this 'Battle of the Stubborn'.
He fell down to his knees again and screamed on the top of his lungs: "I LOVE YOU, BROTHER, DON'T YOU SEE?"
No, he didn't shout that on the top of his lungs, but wouldn't it be fun if he did?
This is what he screamed: "BUT I WANT TO GOOO!"
Yuki, being the level-headed and cool prince charming he is, buried his face in his hands and sighed deeply before he said, in a calm, creepy, I'll-kill-you-when-we're-alone voice: "No, so stop begging!"
When they got home, they were surprised to see Tohru's best friends, Hanajima Saki and Uotani Arisa in the kitchen.
Hanajima-san? Uotini-san? What are you doing here?" Yuki asked politely.
"We're here to see Toru, of course." Hanajima stated dully with a weird smile that gave Yuki the creeps.
"Um, okay." Yuki, having the weird feeling of creep in his spine, left it at that.
Uotani sighed. Tohru had made them promise not to tell Yuki and Shigure about her fainting and all, seeing as she had already been in the hospital because of something mayor only about a year ago. She didn't want to bother them, she said. Uotani on the other hand couldn't really understand why that would bother them at all.
"Tooohru-kun!" Shigure sang and opened a door. When he found Tohru not being there, he sighed a mushroom sigh and turned to Hanajima and Uo. Mostly Uo, as Hanajima weirded him out.
"Where is out lovely little flower?" He asked. Uo made a face of disgust and confusion, while Hanajima didn't show any expression at all.
Though Hanajima was also confused.
"Flower?"
"Ah, I mean Tohru-kun, of course! Where is she? We want to invite her to the Fun Festival!"
Uotani looked away and said "She's upstairs… you better not disturb her yet. She is not feeling… well." She turned to the front door and opened it a bit. "Come on Hana-chan! Let's leave!"
Hanajima followed and they left the house.
"And now for Tohru-kun!" Shigure said, as if it was itching inside of him out of suspence… or something. He took a dive for the stairs, but Yuki stopped him, knowing Shigure was too annoying to handle sometimes, and now was one of those times.
He went upstairs while Shigure mumbled something he couldn't hear and too her door. He heard a noise coming from it, so he stopped and listened instead. Where was it coming from? Was it…?
He slid the door open quietly and asked "Why are you crying, Honda-san?"
She quickly whipped her eyes and said innocently "What are you talking about Sohma-kun?"
"I saw you, Honda-san. Do you want to talk about it?"
Tohru nodded slowly, and Yuki shut the door behind him so Shigure wouldn't come by and listen. Then he sat down beside her in the bed and patted her on the back as she started to cry again.
"Now tell me what's bothering you Honda-san."
Hesitating, Tohru told him about what happened in the café and her weird dream.
"I-I…" She stammered when she was done. "I miss him!"
"Miss who, Honda-san?"
"Kyo."
At her words, Yuki hugged her, despite him turning into a rat and all. In his rat form, he quietly whispered something only Tohru could hear.
"Me too."
I've rewritten this chapter at least three times already, so I got kind of fed up while writing this. That's why it's silly.
Anyway, isn't Omine no Kyo awesome? And Kyoshiro? And Benitora, even though he wasn't in the fic? Yeah, they are.
Nightblue: I don't know… Maybe he felt like it? I mean, nobody was there to hear it (except us)
Krissy 911: Maybe…
seishinbyo-kanja-kokoro: Why is Momiji fat? He likes fast food and… he doesn't exercise often. That's how you usually get fat. Unless you're born with it… maybe I'll put him on a diet. Yes, yes! Review every chapter, it gives me more to read, and I love getting reviews! And about Kyo and Tohru dieing, you'll just have to wait and see.
Another obsessed kyo fan: (answer to all questions)
Chap. 1: Nope, Kyo is not a girl. That is Kyoko, his guardian and NO she is NOT a lesbian!
Chap. 2: I don't know why that sounds funny.
Chap. 3: Yes, I do agree! He was adorable!
Chap. 4: Okay, let's say your very best friend died suddenly. Then 16 years later, a person that's several years younger than you comes up to you and tells you s/he's the reincarnation of your long lost best friend. Would you believe her/him? I think not. For your other question: I don't think I have a real hero who's looking after me and stuff. I WISH I had a hero, though.
Chap. 7: Of course Kyo loves Shrek! Who doesn't? Sherk is awesome! Sequel? At the moment I don't really have any ideas for a sequel, but if I come up with a good one I might type it down and publish it. Don't get your hopes up, though.
