Let's get this chapter started right! Okay, I'm no good at that, just felt a little hyper, that's all. I had two Dr. Peppers and 3 bowlfuls of popcorn with salt and butter, I'm going nuts. So, watch out, this chapter may be a little crazy.
Wolf- -rolls eyes- You nutcase. Lol, thanks for reading it, buddy! Trust me, I use that word lightly.
Ej- Thank you, I thought I was going crazy, letting my ideas run rampant. Lol, besides, if Wolf likes it, you know it's at least a little weird.
Magical Girl Pretty Sammy-Chan- 'S a long name. Thanks to you, glad to know there's a new reader!
Chapter 6: 900 Years, 900 Dreams
She looked to her left, surrounded in a forest grove. Sure enough, there he was. As handsome and wonderful as ever. She continued to look at him, hoping it wasn't a dream. His diamond-like eyes shone as they gazed into the lake nearby them, watching the koi dart past, or the occasional heron silently tread the waters. A great tree against their backs, the sitting position they were in was perfect, his arm around her and her head on his chest. His mouth was slightly twitched upwards in a perfect smile, and she didn't want this moment to end, for it to stretch forever. He looked at a passing dragonfly, and followed it to gaze upon his love. Of course, he hadn't told her of his love… if she knew… who knows what she would do. A princess of a noble clan could never love a mere hunter from a lesser tribe.
"Okkoto…" she whispered, and he placed his full attention on her.
"What is it, Ura?" he asked. She looked at him gently, wondering what he would say if… no, when she told him. She was Ura Eboshi, a princess of her tribe, and he, Okkoto Jigo, a hunter from his. They were of different statures, and he might not accept her. Still, she had to try.
"Okkoto… How long have we been friends?" she asked, hoping to delay the subject. Okkoto's head tilted back as he tried to think, recalling the first moment he had laid eyes on her. He remembered she was beautiful, donned in a silky-flowing robe decorated with flowers. Of course, it was the style then; for royalty, anyways.
"Four years…" he said quietly. Four long years… he had been in love with her the second they had laid eyes on each other, but he would never tell her. Four long years… not a single word, nor kiss.
"And… I've… been…" She couldn't tell him that she had been in love with him for the most part of those years. It was impossible… forbidden… and yet that made her love him, if possible, even more. "I've been in love with you for most of those four years," she said quickly, hoping he wouldn't turn away from her in shame. Okkoto's eyes widened as he stared at his beloved Ura, not just a tribe princess, but his princess, his darling. He continued to stare, but a smile began to itch at the corner of his lips. He leaned down and claimed her lips, as answer to her truth. She smiled, knowing he loved her too. Sighing with happiness, the two enjoyed their first kiss… but they didn't know it would be their last, as well…
A woman, lying in a bed, woke from her dream. She hated that dream; it reminded her of the past, long ago. She despised that name, "Ura Eboshi", and that was why she had changed it. Ever since he had died… no, she refused to think about it. And yet… the memory seemed to haunt her, and it replayed in her mind again and again…:
The two came together in the same glade where they had shared the kiss, days ago. Ura was determined to tell him which clan she came from, that of the werewolves. That was why they should run away; the werewolves would come after them. It was forbidden for a human and a demi-human to come together in love, but she knew that once they were out of the boundaries, there was nothing to be done to hurt them. As they reached each other, Okkoto enveloped her in a gigantic hug. Ura broke away, and looked him straight in the eye.
"Okkoto, I must tell you where I am from…" she began, and she sank into her other form, done effortlessly as she had been born as a werewolf. He stared at her and let her other form take in, but as he was about to reach out and touch her, an arrow flew from the trees and pierced his heart. Two wolves exited from the forest and looked upon his body, slowly dying. He saw the two with the arrow, and realized that his darling… his princess… was with them. The hurt in his eyes portrayed more than words could say, and he shut his eyes for the final time, his last breath drawn from his body. At that moment, Ura had run away, vowing against her brothers, vowing that she would honor Okkoto's name. But to do that, she would change her own. The pain, and the hate, she felt were ultimate, and she decided upon her name.
Weeks later, she had made a pact with the spirit that controlled the ancient forest, that she would give up her soul in exchange for eternal youth, eternal life, so she could execute her revenge on the wolves. The spirit agreed, and the old princess left the forest, all desire to love sucked from inside her.
The memory halted as the woman recalled that horrible event, nine-hundred years ago. She was as young as the day he had died, but had not been able to wipe out all: the werewolves and the humans. It was their fault that they had not been able to be together, their fault that his skeleton lay in a ditch back in the homeland. Her once blue eyes had turned grey, and her beautiful brown flowing mane had turned to silvery-white, her skin dead-feeling and clammy. She rose from her bed, putting on a red robe and a thin dress. She looked in the mirror, despising the thing she saw. She was no longer the innocent girl, Ura Eboshi. She was now Ultimecia Okkoto: the bane and death of all who tread upon the earth.
Buahaha, yes, Ultimecia is in this story, just thought I'd give her a bit of a back-ground. The names Okkoto, Jigo, and Eboshi were all tributes to Princess Mononoke, as it was the beautiful soundtrack that inspired me for this part. Okkoto for the boar-leader, who almost became a demon because of his hatred, but through the wolf-leader, Moro, was able to let go of his hatred and die peacefully. Eboshi is/was a woman warrior who wasn't quite known for her compassion, yet did have a heart towards those in need. Jigo was a big-fat jerk who nearly destroyed the world because of his greediness, plus he's really ugly, but I thought it would add an opposite to the character. Trust me, we'll get back to the other characters, just felt a little background was needed. The main focus in this story is Squall and Rinoa, don't forget. I won't either. Sorry this was so mushy; I just felt like I owed you guys a break. All this dying and werewolves, plus I thought: hey, I need background. Ok, let's just put this. My story, my rules. Deal with it. lol. This dream was going to be for Rinoa, but I had a brain-burst. I guess hyperness does work out sometimes. Please review and stuff, can't wait to hear from my readers! Oh, and thank you, Wolf, for showing me that movie. :D -greiverwings
P.S. And Wolf, you know I just like to mess with ya, don't take any offense. :P
