This prelude contains some Mature content and the Lyrics from "Haunted." By evanescence. You have been warned. . . . .
Crescendo:Haunted by the memory of You
Night cast itself thickly, like a virulent shadow lurking in death's wake; a mere warning of what has yet to unleash itself. My latent fear. Bubbling within the depths of my being, trying desperatly to push itself to the surface.
The noxious whisper of the night wind echoing through the hollows of lifeless trees as the autumn moon washed over in garnet light as if bathed in the blood of fallen soldiers. The still fire etching into her skin, burning whenever he touched her. . .
Long lost words whisper slowly to me
The moonlight reflection spillinh over her from the blade of the masamune. Death always seemed to find me. No matter what, I cannot escape him. She swallowed hard, sensing chilled titanium running up the folds of her lavender kimono. Cleaving her soul.
Still can't find what keeps me here
Those jade eyes contemplating my every movement. Constantly pushing me to the brink of insanity.
When all this time I've been so hollow inside
What keeps me sane is the memory of you.
I know you are still there.
"Bankotsu"
Watching me, wanting me, I can feel you pull me down.
Fearing you, loving you. I won't let you pull me down.
He felt his name on her crimson lips. My pleasure, my pain. A growing addiction I cannot deny. The desire to make her whole--a part of him. He remembered so vividly.
Hunting you, I can smell you--alive
Your heart pounding in my head
My desire. . .So beautiful. She craned her neck--that elegant neck; veins pulsing lively beneath her flesh. Sweet, blood-red wine. Only a tatse will suffice.
"Kimiko. . ."
Her eyes growing heavier as a he stroked her neck, her pulse strong. She was running on pure adrenaline.Just begging for me to sweep her away into blissful ecstasy.
Watching me, wanting me
Kimiko arched her back against the smooth surface of the tree trunk. Bankotsu's bronzed skin drenched in sweat. A tide of jet hair spilling over his shoulders as he kissed her neck. Her hands caressing his long, rippling muscles.
I can feel you pull me down
One roll of her shoulders, lavender silk slid away, exposing soft, white shoulders.
Fangs lengthened, listening to her breath come to a sudden halt as needles pierced her flesh. A single drop of crimson trickled inside the slopes of her breast, clearing a path.
A slender finger trailing hurriedly after it, pushing the rim of the fabric, parting it with a rustle. My passion,She sighed out, my heartache. Like ecstacy--
Bankotsu licked his blood stained lips, biting hers as his tongue begged entrance. She granted him what he coveted. Their lips locked in a sensual kiss.The copper taste of her own blood snaring her senses. --His kiss was addictive.
Saving me, raping me, watching me
Kimiko blushed hotly,feeling him throbbing as he rocked his hips against her. The wanting of pained pleasure. . .
Watching me, wanting me, I can feel you pull me down.
Fearing you, loving you. I won't let you pull me down.
Something that both of them were forbidden to have: Each other.
"Do you still love me?"
"Do you still love me?"
"Do you still love me?"
"Do you still love me?"
"Do you still love me?"
All that and more plagued their minds.
Gently, her body yielded to him. As he moved slowly into her, loving the way her body felt next to his.
"Bankotsu?"
Moving toturously slow. Kimiko clawing at his back. Her body beginning to shiver.
"Bankotsu-kun?"
"Bankotsu. . ." She moaned and whimpered into his ear, his grip on her tightening.
"Ban-san!"
She cried out for him. The rushing of their blood. His heart hammering inside his chest. Her breath quickening into a burst of--
"Jakotsu?"
Bankotsu's sapphire eyes blinked open. The scent of hot sake and lilacs filled his nose. The confused expression of his best friend came in focus. Had that...all been a dream? It didn't feel like one, yet...with everything that's happened, it'd be no big surprise if it were.
"Damn it." Bankotsu muttered to himself.
Jakotsu frowned," Well, good morning to you too."
Bankotsu sat up, trying tomake light ofthe fact that Jakotsu had positioned himself on bankotsu's waist in a certain way that he would normally find disturbing.
"Why are you sitting seme on me?"Bankotsu asked, raising his eyebrow at his friend.
"Well..." He began, tapping his finger gently to his cheek," I haven't the slightest."
Damn. Bankotsu groaned as he forced himself to sit up, even under the crushing weight of Jakotsu."Where are we?"
"You mean, you don't remember?"
Last night was a complete blurr. The last thing thing bankotsu remembered was...Kimiko.
Jaki grinned as he watched his leader press his finger tips to his temple. A futile effort to make sense of every event that led up to this moment. He remembered only a few words...
"You should trust me when I tell you that. . . I can't tell you."
"WHY THE HELL NOT!"
"Bankotsu, don't yell at me--"
"Last night was fun," Jakotsu chimed in," I can't remember the last time I've seen you drink that much. I mean, Renkotsu and I had to carry you back to the inn."
"Why don't you ever just talk to me! "
"I am Kimi!"
"You're fucking SCREAMING AT ME!"
"And Then, Kimiko came back all late, like 4-in-the-morning-ish.. She looked seriously bad! Like she'd been crying again. Have you noticed she cries alot lately? It's fucking annoying sometimes if you ask me. I--"
"Where is she?" Bankotsu said thickly. Jakotsu, sensing the sudden change of tone in his voice, pointed to the wall.
"She was in Suikotsu's room when I passed her this morning. She didn't speak one word. But...that was about 2hrs ago. It's almost noon now."
Bankotsu jumped up, knocking Jakotsu off of him and onto the hardwood floor.
Moving towards ther window, bankotsu pushed back the curtains, the sun streamed in and lit an otherwise dim room. Sure enough, the sun was at it's highest peak.
"Damn it." Bankotsu muttered."Why didn't you wake me up sooner."
Jakotsu watched as Bankotsufrantically started picking up every piece of clothing her wore the previous night,"I did try to wake you ya know, but you told me to come back later."
"And you LISTENED! I was hungover, not to mention half asleep. And--"
"Kimiko doesn't want to see you Bankotsu."
Bankotsu came to a halt. The movement of his chest heaving in and out as he caught his breath."Did she tell you that?"
"Not really, but I could tell. She cried really bad. She kept almost everyone in the inn up last night. You had passed out so. . ."Jakotsu twirled his fingers. "What did you say to her?"
"Nothing." That's right. Nothing. He only wanted the truth.
"It must've been something to make her cry like that." said Jakotsu."What did you say to her?"
Bankotsu breathed in, raking his fingertips through his wild hair," I asked her if she still loved me."
The air in the room stood still. Bankotsu was almost dreading what he knew Jakotsu would ask next.
"What did she tell you?"
He exhaled," She said she didn't love me anymore."
Sorry to cut it short but...it builds suspense. That is end of the prelude. What d'ya think? It started out as a poem. I was listening to "Haunted" by evanescence and I pictured Bankotsu and Kimiko dancing and the word just came to me.
The "Dream" is both Bankotsu and Kimikos dream.(You all just read Bankotsu having it though) It's basically her fears of her dad, their love, past incidents and future incidents. It also involves ban's demon transformation.
It's the final section to book 1. Hope you like it.
Oh, and "Seme" is japanese word for dominant.