Author: Ok, I know I haven't gotten to the yaoi yet, but please put up with me just for a little longer!
Chapter 2
He drew his gun--it was always the same with the Black Wind. The Magun--it seemed to control him. I had always had this idea that he was a living corpse, animated by that gun's power. It did not matter. For once I did not draw my sword, nor did I say any words--it was pointless, useless.
Time passes and I notice the Black Wind puts his gun down. He too realizes that it is useless. Just then he begins to walk towards me slowly and I do the same. I wondered, in the last moments together when we were alive--dying, was I still at war with him? Was he still at war with me? I didn't know. I looked into his eyes--were they filled with revenge still? We destroyed the earl together. Well, I couldn't know since his eyes had always been the cold blue they are. And how about I? I felt different, funny almost--not like myself. I no longer felt anger towards the Black Wind, nor any hostility. I had felt this way at the very end of my life, when I had given my own soil to him. Not much later him and I met, face to face. For a while we said nothing but then the Black Wind spoke.
"White Cloud..." he said.
"Black Wind." I replied. "It's useless." I said. "We are all bound to this world's rules." It was hard for me to say this, but the words came out anyway. "It's over." When he heard those words he looked at me and then looked at the others around us. He saw his Phoenix flying freely in the sky and saw Pist poking at a little orange toad that had hopped out from the pond nearby him. The Black Wind looked a bit confused.
"...It's over." he had repeated. He wanted to take it in. He then saw Moogle, who then yelled out a 'hey' and waved. "Moogle..." he had then said. It was almost funny how he said that. He continued to think to himself. I then sat down on the soft grass before him and looked up at him for any kind of response. He looked down at me and then he sat down too. It was surprising, but I thought 'what is a warrior without a war to fight?' I wondered, what would become of us, the Black Wind and I? This is what has become of us. We lived for the fight, for the day we could engage in battle but I neither of us thought of what would happen when the fight was over. Well, it really was over now and what was there to do?
The strangest thing happened. It was silent for a while, but then I had decided to reflect on my life. The Black Wind was always more of a listener, but soon he also began to talk. I did notice one thing though--like me, he had said nothing of what it was like before our battles. He in fact had cut off when he began to, giving me a great curiosity. Then I had remembered something--a woman. She had sacrificed herself, like I, in order to give the Black Wind the power--the soil, to destroy Chaos. Whoever this woman was, she was close to the Black Wind and it hurt him very much to think about her. She also reminded me of that other woman who was a master of some kind of arts, who had shot the Magun for the last time, and had no matter what, protected those two children. My thoughts returned to the other woman--who was she and why did the Black Wind cry over her? Then it came to me. She too had been unlimited. But still, who was she?
"Do you think she is here too?" I asked. The Black Wind glared at me suddenly but then he became calm once more. His eyes looked around, searching for her just then. I almost had felt bad--he really cared for this woman.
"She was my sister." he said.
"I see. Well, I think she would be around here, somewhere..." I had mentioned. Then all of a sudden, that wolf girl, who had also sacrificed herself to the Magun, came over. She threw her arms around him and began to gush over him. It was quite annoying. She then looked at me, almost angry, yet alarmed. Even though she and I had worked together to destroy Chaos also, I still felt anger radiating from her, like a hot mist. She was still mad about all those times I had fought the Black Wind.
"Not you too! What are you doing here!" she cried. "You're one of those guys who tried to kill Kaze!" she growled under her breath."Did you hurt Mr. Kaze!" she looked ready to fight.
"Foolish child, no need to act hostile towards me. It's over." I said.
"What!" she looked puzzled.
"Don't you understand? It doesn't matter anymore. We're dead!" I finished. I myself was upset at my own words. She was too. Her head lowered.
"You're right..." she said. Once again a brief period of silence existed between us, but then she started again, ranting about how she missed and cared for the Black Wind. Then she noticed something. "Mr. Kaze, where did your earring go?" she said, poking at his ear now. He too then noticed it was missing. I didn't care much for missing earrings or jewelry really, but I had noticed that all this time we had been talking, I had got a better look at him. The strangest thoughts, strangest feelings came over me. I couldn't help but to look and admire his beautiful long, dark hair--and his eyes were like eternal caverns of ice. He was a beautiful creature. Just then to my shock, he was looking at me, even though the wolf girl obliviously commanded all attention of the moment. I couldn't help it--I blushed. What was he thinking? What was I thinking? What was I feeling? I felt that something that had been locked away deep inside of me had awakened and escaped. Just then, odd enough I had a flashback. It was when the Black Wind was truly in trouble. I decided to take it upon myself to rescue him--I just couldn't let him die then. I remember holding him in my arms, how warm he was and how gentle he looked. That was the closest I had ever been to the Black Wind since now, who was staring at me no more than a foot away from me. Now that I remember it, it was also the first time I had rebelled against the earl. I had talked to the others from Wonderland and the outside world about the Black Wind's power and the earl's purpose. Yes, I remember that woman, those two children, and the whole bunch. What an entertaining group they were.
Anyway, I began to feel numb to the world around me. All I could think about was the time I was carrying the Black Wind in my own arms. He was still looking at me. I really wanted to know what he was thinking and what I was feeling.
End of chapter 2. Chapter 3 is coming soon! Please keep on reading my work! .;