So yay a break from those updated chapters of my other stories lol. This be my 2nd story of Nurarihyon no Mago/ Nura Rise of the Yokai clan and no this will be a sad one shot so better grab some tissue guys. Cause ima be breaking your fragile hearts on this story.
A Nurarihyon x Yohime fic. A little warning I will be letting you play some background songs while reading some parts ok? If you can't read at the same time listen I suggest you lower the volume of the song in case ok?
Disclaimer: I don't own no song/anime or characters ok?
Summary: His time has already come, even yokais aged but slower compared to humans. His wife had already left way back, then comes his son, but what kept him to stay longer? was the promise to watch over his daughter and grandson. A collection of story entitled Love between Ayakashi and Humans.
Reunited Once More
The War has already ended, with Rikuo defeating Seimei with the help of his Hyakki Yako and the Keikain omnyogi . They had now taken the revenge of his father's death and so peace had resurface the unsettling events.
As time goes by so was the lifespan of the greatest Ayakashi himself. The Nura household were filled with grief and sadness, Yokais all around Japan had come to pay their final visit of respect to this great leader. This includes the Shikoku clan, Tono clan and even some Kyoto clan.
It was a very depressing day for the Nura clan as the sun slowly setting its light out. Silence surrounded the entire mansion with red orb like fire lighten up on both side coming from the entry gate to the inside of the meeting hall. At the middle front of the room, there lay an old man Nurarihyon, the Lord of Pandemonium, Once a Leader of the fearsome Nura Clan was now resting on his death bed.
He was almost taken before, during the fight at Kyoto while attacking Hagoromo Gitsune's reincarnation alone, but his soul was saved by the spirit of his wife Lady Yoh while holding their son. Begging for him to stay longer to protect their family especially to Wakana and Rikuo. So he did, coming back from almost dying he had made that promise to his late wife.
A promise to protect and watch over them till his dying day. But now his time had come, he did what he could do up to his last breath. Surrounded by his old companions around the room, he could feel the sorrowful aura spreading all over the place.
The cold wind blowing gently through the air, the sound of crickets cutting the silence inside the room, though he could hear gentle sobs and whimpers.
"Lord Nurarihyon" Karatsu Tengu the small crow floating to his side holding his old black cloak that he wears during his parade when he was younger with the symbol of Fear printed at the back.
There beside him sited with Gyuki, Durama, Hitotsume, Zen and followed by the other older yokais. To the left side were Kubinashi, Kejoro, Aotabo, Kurotabo, Kappa, Natto and others.
Instead of having the dark spine chilling energy forces from his clan it was mostly the deep feeling of despair, sadness, and lost. They tried hiding their expressions but failed to do so.
"Oi don't make those ugly faces idiots, I am just heading up ahead of you guys" he spoke weakly still trying to give them his signature grin. They hide their tears by looking sideways trying not to make him upset while dying.
(up to this point I would like for you to search this song:The Spiriting Away of Sen and Chihiro OST - One Summer's Day Arranger, Player - 실버샤인 Silver Shine Music, take your time reading while listening to this song same time)
Glancing back at his front view was a young woman with short brown hair ,her hair pinned to the side and hazel brown eyes that stare at him warmly . Wakana who was trying so hard to keep up that smile like always. Remembering the death of Rihan his son , Wakana had cried almost a month, It had pained him to see those past years for Wakana to be alone like that. The feeling of guilt for not doing anything to save his son and having her suffer. He knows the feeling of loosing the one you love only the difference is Yohime died of old age so at least their time together were longer compare to Rihan and Wakana.
"Wakana, my child I'm sorry for failing as a father" reaching his hand out to her weakly, Wakana had grab of his hold and rested it against her cheek.
She shook her head , still had that smile on her face "Mhmm, your the best father I could ask for, so please don't think of it that way. " she spoke but her voice broke.
"It's alright dear, let it all out" he added and to that her tears slowly raced down to her cheeks. Tightening her grip on his hand as he try to wipe her tears away.
"Father, Thank you" she whimpered
"I'll make sure to tell Rihan to pay you a visit if he forgets I will hit his head" he chuckled trying to change her mood as she nods. Crying she may but she kept that sweet smile of hers and this made him feel lighten up.
He then searched for his grandson, who was not so far away from Wakana. Rikuo was still in his day form, wearing his usual blue cloak and black kimono zori , that sad brown eyes met his golden weak ones.
"Rikuo, come closer" Nura whispered, Wakana making a way for Rikuo to sit near his dying grandfather.
Approaching his legendary grandfather, Rikuo took his hands between his palms gently "Gramps" was all he could say. His grandson was keeping his pose not to break himself in front of him.
"You did so well, both in Human and an Ayakashi I'm impress" grinning at his grandson slowly.
"It's all thanks to you grandpa" smiling like his mother, now Nura knows where he gets that smile from.
"To be the next Head of the clan you have to continue to rule this place and keep peace"
"I will gramps, don't worry" his smile began to slowly fade, as night crept its way out of the sky letting the darkness emerged.
The light of the moon shine straight towards the spot where Nurarihyon is laying, sighing himself as he closed his eyes for a second.
"Now then let out the dark one" he ordered and so Rikuo slowly turned to his Yokai night form, his cool unfixed face change to a now sad but calm expression.
"Ha for the last time I'm seeing the resemblance of myself and Rihan" coughing simultaneously.
"Careful gramps" his deep voice had the worried tone. His chocolate brown eyes now change to crimson red, his short brown hair turned to a wavy white and black long ones with his gaze bore with sadness inside.
"Neh Rikuo could you promise me one thing?" Nura asked looking at him, who nods in respond.
"Promise me to protect everyone, especially your mother" Wakana covered her mouth using her hand to stop the loud sobs that could interrupt them after hearing that. Even dying her father still wished to protect her.
"Yeah, I wont break that promise ever gramps" his crimson eyes never give the intended glares or bored expression but the warm acceptance.
"And to everyone else, especially you Tsurara watch over Rikou so no slacking off" he glance at a young woman behind them , wearing a white scarf and kimono. The resemblances of his old companion Setsura appeared at the maidens face as she stare back at him, made him feel young again.
"HAI ! SUPEREME COMMANDER!" claimed everyone this include Tsurara who just happen to wipe a frozen teardrop of her eyes.
Nura chuckled almost choking himself at their respond before whispering "Good, now I can rest".
Closing his eyes, his breathing slowed as well. Everyone started to cry till someone sob way to loud causing Nura to get up madly.
"LORD NURAHRIHYON!" some yokais cried.
"YOU IDIOTS HOW CAN I REST IF YOUR TO LOUD!" Nura sat up in anger as he cough a bit.
"Supreme Commander!" they then sob quietly.
"Oi take it easy gramps" Rikuo assist him back down on his futon gently. A smile crept on his face *for a dying old man he still have the energy to get mad*.
"Tsk not letting my old self rest now are you" Nura marked as he lay back to his futon. Gazing up to an open shoji door he could see the stars shimmering through the dark sky "Such a beautiful night don't you think?".
Rikou glance at the view his grandfather was staring at and look back at him with a nod. Again taking his time to slowly indulge himself to rest. Few minutes took silence, not to disturbed the dying man on his futon.
Somehow his spirit slowly left his body , revealing the situation on view. He could actually see his old body laying down with everyone sobbing silently. Unfortunately no one took notice of his spirit floating.
"Whats going on?" he said looking at his ghostly hands realizing that his spirit had took the form of his younger self.
But no one could see or hear him, he was then interrupt by a light that appeared to the open shoji door causing for him to look.
(Search: Endless Love by Jacki chan and Kim Hee Seon as you continue to read this next part)
"Ayakashi-sama" he recognize that voice. A pink kimono with flower pattern reveal its owner as a beautiful woman emerged from the light.
There she is, his lovely wife Yohime standing with her open arms , a gesture for him to come.
Beside her was his son Rihan "Oyaji (Old man)".
Surprise took him, his breathing stop for a second, eyes widen with his lips parted open. There stood both of the people he loved and longed for so many years.
Walking to their way slowly "Princess Yoh and Rihan?" he whispered.
"We've come to pick you up Oyaji" Rihan with one of his eyes closed and one hand hanging inside his kimono, giving him a cocky grin.
Running towards them as he hugged them both tightly, tears slowly falling down from his cheek as they return their embrace to him.
Finally for so many years, no decades had past , he was now reunited with his wife and son.
"Yohime tell me did I do well? I kept my promised" He muttered with his eyes closed , filled up with tears of joy and sadness.
"You did great Ayakashi-sama" kissing his forehead as she wiped the tears away, she smiled at her husband.
Gripping his hold on his grandfathers hand, Nura's FEAR slowly fading out from his body as Rikuo notice him taking his last breath. Relaxing his tense shoulder before letting go of his hand, Rikuo muttered as tears then begun to well up on his eyes "Rest well Grandpa".
With that the others broke down to painful cries at the lost of their former Leader, some were hugging each other for comfort, others wiping of their tears and runny nose.
Wakana is now crying harder as ever, as she reach his lifeless hand and took a hold of him for the last time. This time not stopping herself , ignoring the tears from soaking her own black kimono.
Rikuo who was silent move back a bit, positioning himself in a kneeling manner, bowing his head down with his hands pressed in front. He tried to stop his emotions but the painful feeling inside his chest overflows. Tears begun fall on the floor as his shoulders shake, biting his lips to stop the sob coming from his mouth.
Everyone heard his cries, including Tsurara who was close to him. He couldn't care less if other Yokai sees him weak by this.
"Waka-sama" she whispered, wanting to comfort him but stop herself as she realize the posture his doing.
Everyone had slowly composed themselves before joining him, bowing their head down in a manner of Zarei, just like what Rikou did.
( I'm sorry do tell me if I'm right or wrong I'm not Japanese just wanted to use this term cause it felt like its right I guess?).
"Thank you Grandfather Nurarihyon!" his voice cracked as he announced. Tears keep flowing out of his eyes, his head still bowed down never removing his post.
"THANK YOU SUPREME COMMANDER NURAHRIHYON!" Followed by every single one.
Nurahrihyon's soul was surprise of the action taken by his grandson and everyone.
Rihan glanced at the crying wife and son whom he had left way to early. It pains him to know that he can't touch or contact them until their time comes.
*I'll wait* Rihan smiled a bit as he turn to face the open gate "It's time to go Dad" .
"This won't be the last time you will see them you know" Yohime took a hold of his hand and smiled at him.
"Yeah, I know" He took his last glace at them and grin.
He knows that even if he leaves now everything will be fine, cause he will surely keep a watch over them, his nakama, his family. Now turning to face the open gate he followed his son and wife, disappearing into the light, walking their way to the other side.
Just then every red floating orb slowly vanished one bye one. As Karatsu Tengu fly to the roof taking Nurarihyon's old cloak waving it in the air as they all continued to shout their speech with mournful cries.
And with that the Lord of Pandemonium, Nurarihyon had now fallen to deep slumber for the last time, leaving a satisfied smile.
Wooh man I need another roll of Tissue. That was to much for me to bear while writing this, so what you guys think? have I somehow open up a wound?
Sorry I'm not sure if the bowing is called Zarei in Japan please comment for me to know I would appreciate it.
I shall be updating the chapters of the other story soon guys so stay with me here ok?
Who should I hurt next? sorry my bad.
Please review guys much appreciated.