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This is the last time
That I'm ever gonna come here tonight
This is the last time - I will fall
Into a place that fails us all - inside
It felt so odd…almost as if he was floating in mid-air. He couldn't see anything, just white all around him. He could see his hand, so tan amongst the whiteness. Flexing his fingers, he marveled at the feeling of lightness. His seemed to freeze when he saw his other hand…the hand where the bracelet was…there was no bracelet…
His heart leapt to his mouth. How could that be? It was true…no bracelet…a strange emotion crossed inside him…He was FREE…finally…Freedom…it burst into his heart like an arrow, purifying all the doubts, hate, fears, longing and loneliness. He was…free.
The angels they burn inside for us
Are we ever
Are we ever gonna learn to fly
The devils they burn inside of us
Are we ever gonna come back down - come around
I'm always gonna worry about the things that could break us
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Sesshomaru felt a blinding pain in his head as he gained consciousness. Wincing at the simple effort of opening his eyes, he groggily rubbed his eyes. Wait…he froze…human hands? What the Hell?? Forgetting all about his pain, he sat up and for a moment, he was afraid he had blacked out. When the blackness faded away, slowly, he saw he was in a room. He was lying on a futon…and he couldn't hear anything…or smell anything. Feeling slightly panicky, as much as he allowed himself to feel anyway, he tried to get up.
The door opened and he looked up sharply when he saw light flood the room.
" Shippou-san!" was the last thing he heard before he blacked out.
Why am I being called a stupid kit's name? That was the last thing in his mind before everything went black.
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He could fly…truly high…He had always wanted to see the stars…up there above, it seemed that the stars were mocking him while he was stuck down there on Earth, unable to decide…unable to CHOOSE! His life had always been at the whim of others…his mother, who controlled him, who feared him…Kazuma…who loved him yet…he too wanted Kyo to be someone he was not…Akito…the biggest threat…God…
NO! His mind and heart rejected violently. Not his, NEVER his. He would fly away from all this! The cold wind whipping his cheeks and sending tears down his cheeks as his eyes smarted from the rush of cold air…he was going to the stars! He was! His heart nearly bursting with this foreign feeling of flying, his hands reached for the Heavens…the Heavens, which had always been denied him…
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" Hatori, how are they?" Tohru asked, her brow pinched in worry.
Hatori sighed and closed the door gently.
" They are suffering from hypothermia…but other than that, they are alright…they should be awake by tomorrow, don't worry…the small child however…he seems to having difficulty. I am afraid that he has a high fever. I've give him a shot and he needs constant…" he was cut off by Tohru who smiled, placing a hand on his arm.
" I know…" she said softly.
Hatori felt a small smile tug at the corner of his lips. He had been rambling again. It was so natural to do that around her. The urge to protect her from harm…ever since Akito had summoned her. Trying to frighten her away…his fists clenched and unclenched before he nodded at Tohru. Walking her walk away towards the kitchen to get some water and cloth, it occurred to him…they were afraid…still afraid…like little kids clinging onto their mothers…they couldn't bear to be away from something that kept them so happy and made them feel accepted. Like little children…perhaps THEY were the innocent ones despite their share of being in the darkness…
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He had been walking home, thinking of all that his Sensei had said to him, frowning. It seemed that the whole world seemed to come to a stop…he couldn't notice anything about the surroundings. His Sensei had reassured him that he was alright…but Kyo KNEW…he was hiding something. Before he left, he had ruffled Kyo's hair softly. In that act itself, he had found it strange…Sensei NEVER did that…since he had been small, he had always ruffled his hair but when he grew up…his heart jumped worriedly when Kazuma had ruffled his hair.
Letting his feet do the thinking, he had walked away, a load of fright and worry in his heart. Was he really losing control? Was that fear he saw in Kazuma? Even though Kazuma had raised Kyo, he had never seen Kyo transform and Kyo wanted to keep it that way. He didn't want Kazuma to look at him with revulsion and hate…he WOULDN'T do that, he tried to tell himself…Tohru didn't turn away from him. That small sentence would set his heart at ease for a while but he couldn't stop himself from being afraid…irrationally so.
It had happened so suddenly that Kyo had no time to even register what he was feeling. Looking down, he felt a sense of detached shock when he saw a hand. It was PRODUING through his stomach. He felt so calm he felt insane. Another part wanted to scream and run. The hand had slight claws at the tip of the fingers. His blood was so red and it dripped off the fingers…like a tap, he observed coldly. He felt no pain. Then the hand ripped backwards and THEN he felt the pain slice into him like a sudden bolt of lightning.
Dropping to his knees, he lost his detached side. He felt the haziness set in. He wasn't aware of biting his lips until he tasted the metallic liquid in his mouth. His hands came away bloody as he tried to hold the precious liquid in. They seem to flow in rivers…down his hands, towards the ground and pooling in the dead leaves. The colors faded in and out of his vision…was his world leaking away?
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