Ruby: I've changed my nick..=) I was depressed when I first got my account
but now I'm fine and dandy..^^ We'll see about the ending..*grins evilly*
Rook: Trying, trying trying! Just wondering..you're Malaysian right? =))))
Craz_Psycho : Ehehhe..good idea! I shall try that out, maybe in this fic, maybe in some other.=)
Kurtain: =) You'll see..yeah..she got the fever through the festering wound.
Turtlez: Oooh.thank you for your comments.. Anyways..Kougaji cannot come to terms with his own feelings and he pretends to himself that all he wants is for Yaone not to be too dependant on him.
Riyuki Chen: Yes I'm gonna continue~~~ =)
Sumo Driver: You'll see...
To everyone else that read/reviewed: Thank you so much, I totally appreaciate all your good reviews, you've all really made my day. I'm sorry, I am not able to reply to every single one of your reviews.
I'm trying really hard to finish up this fic..unfortunately, the demands of school (e.g. projects, homework etc.I have no time to write at all.haihs...) I'm going through this thing known as the PMR this year...=(((((( I don't like public examinations.. they're evil!!!! *cries*
I guess I can only put up one chapter a week at most..no time...
Thoughts are the ones enclosed in since I can't seem to use html here..=(
Chapter 2
Yaone groaned as softly as she could, hoping that she would not disturb the man who was keeping faithful vigil by her side. Unfortunately, she did not guess how sharp his ears were.
"Yaone-san?" he said anxiously, moving nearer towards her. "Does it hurt?"
She smiled weakly and said, " It's okay. I'm fine. Don't worry." She said all these in short sentences, as it was getting hard to breathe.
But he knew it was a lie. She was pale, and her breath came in slow, torturous gasps. Pain tore through her body, burning her up, grasping her in its merciless claws. Small gasps came out through her tightly clenched teeth. Yaone's whole body shook and shivered. Her dunk into the water had done no good. He couldn't get her out of her wet things because it wouldn't be decent. Sweat trickled down her forehead in rivulets and plopped on to the damp ground beneath her.
He watched her with an inscrutable look in his eyes. It pained him to see her pain. He never liked to see anyone in pain.
"Yaone-san," he said softly, her name coming out like a soft caress from his lips. "I-"
A sudden thundering from the sky above interrupted him. He looked up, and saw ominously rolling clouds above that threatened to open up and pour down the tears of the heavens.
He would have sworn if he were that type of person. The rain won't be good for her, he thought to himself. "We need shelter," he muttered aloud. He straightened up and looked around. No good. There were only trees, and trees were inadequate shelters from rain.
Meanwhile, the first droplets were already falling from the sky. Hesitating no longer, he gathered her up in his arms and attempted to use his body to shield her from the now fast falling rain.
He walked quickly but smoothly, trying to avoid overly jolting her. The rains was now coming down in thick sheets, soaking through his clothes and making his hair fall into his eyes, blocking his vision. Despite Hakkai's best efforts, Yaone was soon thoroughly soaked. However, she was almost oblivious to all around her. She dozed, in a world of her own.
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Yaone looked around wildly. "Where am I?" she said aloud. This world was strange. It seemed like someone had taken blue, green and red paint and randomly splashed it over everything. It was strange, and ill pleasing to the eye. She turned a few full circles. The landscape was bumpy and weird, and strange lines seemed to dangle around in the air, with no visible means of support. She saw that she was in a valley of some sort, and that she could barely see more that a few metres in all directions.
"What is this place?" she mused.
"Yaone..." came a smooth, masculine voice from behind her. The voice she knew better than her own. The voice of the man she loved. "Leave and never come back!" His voice, magnified thrice its normal volume resounded in her heart.
"Kougaji-sama!" she said, confused. She turned around, just in time to see a flash of red hair over the next hill.
She had no thought but to follow him. To follow the man she had pledged her life to, and whom she had secretly pledged her heart to. "Kougaji-sama!" she called again, scrambling up the multi-coloured hill.
But when she reached the top, she could see nothing. Her surroundings inexplicably changed, and she was now standing on top of a snow-covered mountain. Wild winds buffeted her from right and left, and she shivered with cold. Hugging her arms around herself, she looked around again. There was nothing, only mountain peaks and snow. All around, all snow.
"Only this and nothing more," she whispered to herself, quoting and old poem she had heard a few times. She felt an overwhelming sense of loneliness. "Kougaji-sama!" she yelled to the uncaring mountains. Her voice echoed around, changing with every echo until it became just and ethereal whisper, alien to her, and scary.
"Where are you? Don't leave me!!!" Her last words echoed again and again. She sank down on to her knees. "I'm all alone. Don't leave me here!" She sobbed and sobbed to the callous sky, calling Kougaji's name again and again.
It was getting colder and colder. She felt herself going numb with the cold, and welcomed it. "Let me die!" she screamed. "I want to die!"
But suddenly, the scene changed yet again. She was in another valley, but what a difference. This place. she closed her eyes and opened them again, fearing that it would all disappear. "It's so. beautiful," she muttered softly, her eyes softening as she drank in all that was around her.
The sun shone down with gentle rays that caressed everything it touched lovingly. A small breeze blew around, ruffling her hair and the grass that grew everywhere. Hearing small gushing and tinkling sounds, she turned and saw a delightful brook, bubbling and sparkling with joy. A few weeping willows trailed their long leaves into the water, moving slightly with the flow.
She lifted her face and felt the sun, warm and wonderful. Her whole body warmed up, and she thawed out gratefully. She lifted her arms up and danced round and round, laughing with a pleasure that filled her and made her want to sing for no apparent reason.
A pair of arms circled around her waist, and lifted her up into the air. Then, she felt herself pulled back and locked in an embrace. Yaone sighed blissfully. She had never felt so happy or secure ever before. She turned around, and saw.
.beautiful green eyes that looked back at her with wonderful softness and tenderness. She had never seen anything so marvellous in her entire life. His hair fell into his eyes, shining in the sun, and she drank in all that she could see greedily. How his face looked so loving and delightful. How the way he smiled made her go weak inside.
She suddenly pulled away. Wait, this is all wrong! she told herself. She shuddered. It wasn't Hakkai she loved. She loved Kougaji and always would.
Somehow, this must have made its way into her face and communicated itself to Hakkai because when she looked up, she saw his face creased with hurt and worry.
"Yaone-san," he said sadly.
"Go away!" she cried. "Don't do this to me!"
"Yaone-san." She heard him calling her again, this time more anxiously.
Huh?
"Yaone-san!" More urgently.
What is this?
"Yaone!" A rough shaking of her body.
She awoke with a gasp and took in her surroundings. A small, dark cave lit only by firelight. Through a small entrance, she could see rain pouring down in torrents. She tried to sit up and winced slightly when her back protested.
Then she straightened up suddenly with surprise. There was no more pain, and she felt no more delirium. She looked down and saw her leg. It was perfectly healed, save a small long scar that ran down her thigh.
"Hakkai-san?" she said and looked at the man, and gasped with shock. His face was tight and pinched, and it was grey. She also saw that his hands were trembling with exhaustion. His breath came in slow shuddering gasps.
"Yaone-sa-" he croaked, falling forward. Yaone caught him deftly and gazed steadily at him.
"What did you do to yourself?" she asked.
"I.healed you. I used..all of my ki," he whispered, barely able to speak. "I couldn't. bear..to..see.. you..in any..more.pain. You.reminded.me.too..much of..Kanan..Don't.want.to see.you..hurt.." With that, Hakkai spoke no more.
"Hakkai-san!" yelled Yaone, tears pouring down her face. "Hakkai!" her voice died down as she cried once again, for the man that had saved her life more than once.
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A.Notes: So...=) What did you all think of it? Remember, the faster you review, the more I'll write.=P I'll be waiting for the reviews.
~~~Bye bye..^_~
Rook: Trying, trying trying! Just wondering..you're Malaysian right? =))))
Craz_Psycho : Ehehhe..good idea! I shall try that out, maybe in this fic, maybe in some other.=)
Kurtain: =) You'll see..yeah..she got the fever through the festering wound.
Turtlez: Oooh.thank you for your comments.. Anyways..Kougaji cannot come to terms with his own feelings and he pretends to himself that all he wants is for Yaone not to be too dependant on him.
Riyuki Chen: Yes I'm gonna continue~~~ =)
Sumo Driver: You'll see...
To everyone else that read/reviewed: Thank you so much, I totally appreaciate all your good reviews, you've all really made my day. I'm sorry, I am not able to reply to every single one of your reviews.
I'm trying really hard to finish up this fic..unfortunately, the demands of school (e.g. projects, homework etc.I have no time to write at all.haihs...) I'm going through this thing known as the PMR this year...=(((((( I don't like public examinations.. they're evil!!!! *cries*
I guess I can only put up one chapter a week at most..no time...
Thoughts are the ones enclosed in since I can't seem to use html here..=(
Chapter 2
Yaone groaned as softly as she could, hoping that she would not disturb the man who was keeping faithful vigil by her side. Unfortunately, she did not guess how sharp his ears were.
"Yaone-san?" he said anxiously, moving nearer towards her. "Does it hurt?"
She smiled weakly and said, " It's okay. I'm fine. Don't worry." She said all these in short sentences, as it was getting hard to breathe.
But he knew it was a lie. She was pale, and her breath came in slow, torturous gasps. Pain tore through her body, burning her up, grasping her in its merciless claws. Small gasps came out through her tightly clenched teeth. Yaone's whole body shook and shivered. Her dunk into the water had done no good. He couldn't get her out of her wet things because it wouldn't be decent. Sweat trickled down her forehead in rivulets and plopped on to the damp ground beneath her.
He watched her with an inscrutable look in his eyes. It pained him to see her pain. He never liked to see anyone in pain.
"Yaone-san," he said softly, her name coming out like a soft caress from his lips. "I-"
A sudden thundering from the sky above interrupted him. He looked up, and saw ominously rolling clouds above that threatened to open up and pour down the tears of the heavens.
He would have sworn if he were that type of person. The rain won't be good for her, he thought to himself. "We need shelter," he muttered aloud. He straightened up and looked around. No good. There were only trees, and trees were inadequate shelters from rain.
Meanwhile, the first droplets were already falling from the sky. Hesitating no longer, he gathered her up in his arms and attempted to use his body to shield her from the now fast falling rain.
He walked quickly but smoothly, trying to avoid overly jolting her. The rains was now coming down in thick sheets, soaking through his clothes and making his hair fall into his eyes, blocking his vision. Despite Hakkai's best efforts, Yaone was soon thoroughly soaked. However, she was almost oblivious to all around her. She dozed, in a world of her own.
******
Yaone looked around wildly. "Where am I?" she said aloud. This world was strange. It seemed like someone had taken blue, green and red paint and randomly splashed it over everything. It was strange, and ill pleasing to the eye. She turned a few full circles. The landscape was bumpy and weird, and strange lines seemed to dangle around in the air, with no visible means of support. She saw that she was in a valley of some sort, and that she could barely see more that a few metres in all directions.
"What is this place?" she mused.
"Yaone..." came a smooth, masculine voice from behind her. The voice she knew better than her own. The voice of the man she loved. "Leave and never come back!" His voice, magnified thrice its normal volume resounded in her heart.
"Kougaji-sama!" she said, confused. She turned around, just in time to see a flash of red hair over the next hill.
She had no thought but to follow him. To follow the man she had pledged her life to, and whom she had secretly pledged her heart to. "Kougaji-sama!" she called again, scrambling up the multi-coloured hill.
But when she reached the top, she could see nothing. Her surroundings inexplicably changed, and she was now standing on top of a snow-covered mountain. Wild winds buffeted her from right and left, and she shivered with cold. Hugging her arms around herself, she looked around again. There was nothing, only mountain peaks and snow. All around, all snow.
"Only this and nothing more," she whispered to herself, quoting and old poem she had heard a few times. She felt an overwhelming sense of loneliness. "Kougaji-sama!" she yelled to the uncaring mountains. Her voice echoed around, changing with every echo until it became just and ethereal whisper, alien to her, and scary.
"Where are you? Don't leave me!!!" Her last words echoed again and again. She sank down on to her knees. "I'm all alone. Don't leave me here!" She sobbed and sobbed to the callous sky, calling Kougaji's name again and again.
It was getting colder and colder. She felt herself going numb with the cold, and welcomed it. "Let me die!" she screamed. "I want to die!"
But suddenly, the scene changed yet again. She was in another valley, but what a difference. This place. she closed her eyes and opened them again, fearing that it would all disappear. "It's so. beautiful," she muttered softly, her eyes softening as she drank in all that was around her.
The sun shone down with gentle rays that caressed everything it touched lovingly. A small breeze blew around, ruffling her hair and the grass that grew everywhere. Hearing small gushing and tinkling sounds, she turned and saw a delightful brook, bubbling and sparkling with joy. A few weeping willows trailed their long leaves into the water, moving slightly with the flow.
She lifted her face and felt the sun, warm and wonderful. Her whole body warmed up, and she thawed out gratefully. She lifted her arms up and danced round and round, laughing with a pleasure that filled her and made her want to sing for no apparent reason.
A pair of arms circled around her waist, and lifted her up into the air. Then, she felt herself pulled back and locked in an embrace. Yaone sighed blissfully. She had never felt so happy or secure ever before. She turned around, and saw.
.beautiful green eyes that looked back at her with wonderful softness and tenderness. She had never seen anything so marvellous in her entire life. His hair fell into his eyes, shining in the sun, and she drank in all that she could see greedily. How his face looked so loving and delightful. How the way he smiled made her go weak inside.
She suddenly pulled away. Wait, this is all wrong! she told herself. She shuddered. It wasn't Hakkai she loved. She loved Kougaji and always would.
Somehow, this must have made its way into her face and communicated itself to Hakkai because when she looked up, she saw his face creased with hurt and worry.
"Yaone-san," he said sadly.
"Go away!" she cried. "Don't do this to me!"
"Yaone-san." She heard him calling her again, this time more anxiously.
Huh?
"Yaone-san!" More urgently.
What is this?
"Yaone!" A rough shaking of her body.
She awoke with a gasp and took in her surroundings. A small, dark cave lit only by firelight. Through a small entrance, she could see rain pouring down in torrents. She tried to sit up and winced slightly when her back protested.
Then she straightened up suddenly with surprise. There was no more pain, and she felt no more delirium. She looked down and saw her leg. It was perfectly healed, save a small long scar that ran down her thigh.
"Hakkai-san?" she said and looked at the man, and gasped with shock. His face was tight and pinched, and it was grey. She also saw that his hands were trembling with exhaustion. His breath came in slow shuddering gasps.
"Yaone-sa-" he croaked, falling forward. Yaone caught him deftly and gazed steadily at him.
"What did you do to yourself?" she asked.
"I.healed you. I used..all of my ki," he whispered, barely able to speak. "I couldn't. bear..to..see.. you..in any..more.pain. You.reminded.me.too..much of..Kanan..Don't.want.to see.you..hurt.." With that, Hakkai spoke no more.
"Hakkai-san!" yelled Yaone, tears pouring down her face. "Hakkai!" her voice died down as she cried once again, for the man that had saved her life more than once.
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A.Notes: So...=) What did you all think of it? Remember, the faster you review, the more I'll write.=P I'll be waiting for the reviews.
~~~Bye bye..^_~