Part Five: Tears
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Zonaki's narration
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Some times we usually think that everyday, it's a never ending story?
But really it's very short………
I can hear the sound of rain, I can feel the rain, but I can't see it.
I can hear the wind, I can feel it coming cold on my face, but I can't see it.
I can hear the sand rushing past, I can feel the sand, but I can't see it.
I can hear a call, I can feel someone holding me, but I can't see him.
I can see a light, a light that no one else can see, only me. That could be because…
I'm no longer in this world…
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Problem at hand
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"Is that it? Is that what you wanted?" Sanzo sighed and stops shacking Zonaki; he lowered his head down, casting a shadow over his eyes.
He slowly took his hands off Zonaki's caped coat, as she slowly slides back onto the sandy ground. Zonaki's body. Completely Lifeless.
Lucio walked towards them, with eyes directly on the prize. "If you want to join your friend? I suggest that you hand me the sutra…" No comment.
"Hakkai?" Gojyo walked over to Hakkai, who looked like he was going next. Gojyo placed his hand on Hakkai's shoulder to snap him out of his shock. Hakkai looked up at Gojyo, then huddled his legs closer to his chest. He closed his eyes tightly.
Goku just stood there unable to do anything, if he was there. With Sanzo then Zonaki wouldn't be the one that was lying on the ground now.
All the youkai that surrounded them disappeared as Lucio continued to walk. He was actually enjoying watching the Ikkou suffer their loss.
Lucio smiled as the sound of thunder banged into the scene. Continually banging and lightning came soon after disappearing under the clouds darkened cover.
"That was supposed to be you lying there with your eyes closed…"
"Shut up" Lucio stopped and looked at the priest that was lying on the floor. Sanzo raised his head "You're going to pay you bastard…" Sanzo stood up with his eyes closed "No one has ever pissed me off extremely…yet" Sanzo opened his violet eyes giving Lucio the death glare. "But you've crossed the line…prepare to die" Sanzo pointed his gun at Lucio's head.
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Zonaki's narration
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I never really understand why people are afraid of death so much, now I think I know why?
The sudden emptiness that you feel once when your life begins to drain away, you feel a sudden coldness inside yourself and your heart.
And this light that you see, this light that's in front of me is waiting for me to drift away. It's beautiful though, I want to go into it. But I won't cause if I do then I won't breath again, I won't see again, I won't hear again.
Because I won't live again…
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Tenkai
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"Seems there's a little problem?" Kanzeon was sitting on her comfy chair, looking into her lily pad pond with the image of the depressing scene.
Then she got up frustrated "The nerve of that girl…" she strode near to the pond as it zoomed up on the limp body on the ground, like it was a TV with extra zoom. Kanzeon frowned "She wasn't supposed to die so easily…she's still got a job to do…" Jiroshin (Or I think that's how you spell it) looked at her, puzzled.
"What do you mean?" Kanzeon looked back and pouted "You mean you've forgotten already? After me explaining it to you a moment ago" Jiroshin blushed.
"Saki…oh hang on Zonaki still has something to do…"
"You mean she still has to kill the one who started this whole fiasco?" Kanzeon jumped, she turned round, there was a man standing there a handsome brunette who was wearing a robe that was very glossy and shiny, like silk, his eyes a dark red. He looked very noble and wise. There were blue materials wrapped around his legs.
"Yamato, before you come in, at least show the decency to warn me before you do that…" Kanzeon ordered as she walked back to her seat and sat down.
Yamato sighed and walked over "If I did that then you wouldn't listen to me anyway" he stopped and peered into the pond, "What a pretty face and I like her hair…"
"Hey are you here for a conversation or one of your perverted view's you dirty man" Kanzeon frowned. Yamato looked at the merciless goddess and turned round to face her
"Well compared to you your awfulness I find that a complement" he smiled, Kanzeon jumped. "You, you bloody bastard" snapped Kanzeon.
"Well then if I'm a bastard, then you my dear sister is a perverted hermaphrodite who has no brain even for your high ranking expertise I'm quite amazed that you still use those childless words to make me feel bad and your supposed to be older than me. Hah if Shaka could see you now he would agree…"
"Oh be quite you always go to mother or big bro when I'm always making you feel bad, you momma's boy" Yamato frowned at her knowing that his whining big sister was right.
"Kanzeon you mustn't be so harsh he is your younger brother after all" Jiroshin remarked so that Kanzeon doesn't forget. Yamato smiled at him cheerfully "Don't worry Jiroshin it's all right if my egomaniac of a sister is acting like a spoiled brat and not a responsible adult" Yamato walked off, Kanzeon watched him as he walked, "Where are you going?"
Yamato slowly turned round "Gee big sister I thought you knew?" he turned back and walked out, Kanzeon looked as he slowly disappeared in the darkened shadows of the hallway.
Then she smirked and laid back into the chair eyes closed, knowing what he was thinking "Oh alright I see, I see. You always wanted to interfere ever since we were kids. Right Yamato…"
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Zonaki's narration
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When your dead, you feel emotionless, no emotion no faith no hope no desire you feel nothing really.
Like a puppet with noting at all just a body with a couple of strings attached, I feel like that no matter how much I want to move I can't I want to break free from those attachments. With no one controlling me just my own will.
But when you're dead you don't have that opportunity the opportunity to change and the opportunity with a will. Just like a puppet when their done with you they just toss you away like your nothing. Once when you're gone.
I felt like I was being punished. Punished by doing something I did a long time ago, it must've been awful if it's nipping on my heels so much.
My comrades wouldn't care if I disappeared. Like I was never here, causing them grief and despair. I know I shouldn't keep it from them but if I did tell them they wouldn't react…
And what better way to do it by
Disappearing…
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Back to the topic
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"How could've this happened…" Hakkai muttered as he tightened his grip around his knees.
"Hakkai?" Goku looked at Hakkai as he continued to tare himself apart over the scene. "It's all my fault…" Goku flinched; Gojyo stared as the rain continued to beat down.
"It's all my fault I knew something was wrong…" Hakkai closed his eyes thinking about it endlessly "I should've asked her…I…I should've" Gojyo walked over beside him, peering over him.
"Hakkai it wasn't you're…" Hakkai just gripped his knees closer "NO DON'T SAY IT GOJYO IT WAS, IT WAS MY FAULT! I KNOW IT WAS! YOU SEEN THE WAY SHE WAS…" Gojyo grabbed Hakkai, bringing him closer to his face.
"HAKKAI!" Hakkai snapped out of his despair and looked at Gojyo innocently.
"You couldn't have stopped her no matter what you did, it was her own choices remember…I know how sad she was feeling…and I know she wasn't acting her usual self…but we can't let her death go in vain…"
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Zonaki's narration
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But for most people it's
Depressing
The End, To be Continued
Sanzo's Guardian Angel: Well that's that chapter done; I notice that I might've left some confusing things in this one, if so can you tell me what they are, I'm a little bit young not to notice them. Oh yeah, if you want to borrow any of the characters that I made up, then all you have to do is ask. But you have to give me a good reason why? Sorry that's just the way I am Rubs head, sweat drops
Thank you and I hope you review as well.