Welcome to the second chapter. This time around we have the 'elder' of the Kurosawa twins, Yae. Expect Sae to come for Sutemasu within the next twenty-four hours if all goes well.
Warnings: Severe angst; hints of twincest if you're into that kinda thing and look uber uber hard for it, Yae POV, different tense form than last chapter, UBER SPOILERS. UBER SPOILERS.
Disclaimer: I do not own Fatal Frame 2 in any way shape or form. Trust me; you'd be seeing so much more of Mutsuki if I did... X3
I repeat, UBER SPOILERS. THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER REVEALS A PRIMARY PLOT POINT OF THE FATAL FRAME 2 STORY. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH LEARNING WITHOUT PLAYING.
Jiko
A fanfiction by Shayde (AKA Hino Akai)
Sae's hand is so fragile... It's almost funny that I didn't notice it until now... Now that we're...
Now that we're running.
Her hand feels so small in mine. So terribly small... Or is it just that I feel so clumsy and huge...?
The path is almost overgrown... People haven't used it in years... My hand tightens around Sae's. I don't want to be separated from her.
We promised. Together forever. That's why we're leaving all we've ever known. I refuse to lose her to a ritual that already took one of my dearest friends.
Mutsuki, your death will not be in vain. Itsuki promised, and I promise too.
We won't let you down.
To me, Sae is the most precious thing in the world. I would never let her die for such a purpose.
Wait... What's that noise...?
'They went this way! The Remaining let them go!'
No! Sae looks at me, fear obvious in those eyes that I've looked into so many times. I'm so used to affection there... It scares me. And it makes me furious at the villagers who have put that fear there. They'll get theirs in time.
'Yae, they're coming for us! Do you think they found Itsuki? Do you think he got away safely?'
Yes dear, I think they found him. No darling, I don't think he got away safely. If I know our father, Itsuki is being locked up even now.
But I would never tell her this.
"Of course he got away safely, and so will we! Come on Sae!"
My beloved sister... It pains me so much to let go of your hand and start running. To be separated in even that simple way hurts so much... Almost as much as your previous willingness to go along with that accursed ritual.
"Sae, run!"
Sae whimpers softly before running after me, not moving as quickly. She has always been more delicate. This almost reminds me of a time in our childhood... I would chase Itsuki when he teased me about maybe liking Mutsuki. Mutsuki would stand there yelling in that quiet way of his for Itsuki to leave me alone. Sae... Sae would try to chase us... She would run after us as best she could... And we would finally stop when she came to a halt and started crying that I was leaving her.
I wouldn't leave you my sweet sister.
I would never leave you.
I will never leave you.
'Yae, wait!'
I look back at my dearest Sae. Her face is flushed, eyes wide as she tries to catch up.
"Hurry up Sae!"
I turn back after speaking. If I didn't, I would probably run into something. That would be bad. Very bad.
'Yae, slow down! Please! Don't leave--"
A scream stops my darling sister's sentence. That same scream chills my blood more than the growing sounds of the villagers behind us.
Sae!
I turn, running back and stopping at the edge of a cliff-like section of the path where the undergrowth and brush have been slid through and scraped through. Heart pounding in my ears and throbbing in my chest, I look over the edge.
"SAE!"
No no no... She fell! No!
It's all my fault!
I have to get down to her!
My poor sister, lain bare and broken at the bottom of a cliff...
But I can't go sliding after...
Hearing the villagers getting closer, I bite my lip.
Oh please let this work... I push a couple of tree branches over the gaping hole where my Sae fell through before running off, intent on finding another way down.
I swear it's been hours since I started looking...
It must have been...
My once pristine white kimono is dirty and torn now. My hair is tangled. I must be bleeding from somewhere, because the front of my kimono has a red-brown stain from the obi to nearly my knees..
Wait a moment... This clearing... Is that an indent I see in the moss...?
I look up...
No...
The hole in the foliage...
This is where...
But then...
Where is Sae?
I examine the cliff. Yes, there they are. The marks of someone being lowered down with rope then climbing back up much heavier and with the same assistance.
They found her.
Immediately, I am running again. Back towards the village. Back towards my father. Back towards memories. Back towards the ritual.
Back towards my sister.
Sae, wait for me. I'm coming.
It's rather odd.
I'm crying my heart out.
Why am I crying?
I don't know.
It... it just feels like...
Like I've lost something...
But what have I lost...?
Something lingers at the tip of my tongue...
A word.
A name maybe.
Maybe if I could think of it, I'd know why I am crying...
I feel so terribly alone.
What's this...?
Who's that coming towards me...?
He looks very kind...
He reminds me of someone...
A boy...
A boy with hair both white and black...?
No... I must be mistaken...
He speaks quietly to me. His voice is very nice. It's soothing.
I can see myself in his eyes. Funny... I remind myself of someone...
Someone quiet and warm...
Someone very precious...
But now we're moving, and I'm more worried about clutching his hand tightly so he doesn't leave me behind. I don't want him to leave me.
My hand feels so small held tightly within his.
Or does his hand just feel clumsy and huge...?
