Summary: After four years of travel, Kurogane and the others finally wind up in Nihon. To his horror, he finds that a lot has changed in his absence. From Tomoyo getting married, to a mysterious force infiltrating Nihon, getting Sakura's feather back isn't going to be easy. Especially when Kurogane is forced to come to grips with a startling revelation that will change his life forever...
Pairings: KuroganexTomoyo, SyaoranxSakura
Disclaimer: Do I even need to do this? You ought to know this already.
Note: This fan fic is based on the manga, with a few extra tidbits here and there from the anime. It was first published on July 28, 2005, therefore set before Chapitre 91. A lot of theories here will coincide with the actual events in TRC, either because I added them later (evident in latter chapters) or because of some good guessing (evident in the first chapters). I also decided to use the official spelling for Fay's name (and Fei Wang Reed's name).
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A/N: With the last chapter of the first part of this series, I decided to do a much-needed revamp concerning replacing a couple of phrases, some spelling mistakes, grammatical structures and misuses in punctuation, a phenomenon fairly evident in the first chapters, which are, in my honest opinion, horrible. They're short, crude, rough, and pretty boring. Thankfully, as time passed, my chapters became longer and much more elaborate in description. I still don't understand how the majority of my readers managed to stay interested enough to keep reading, but I'm grateful that they did. It was your encouragement that has made me what I am today!
It's been nearly two years since I started out as a fan fic writer and I can say without preamble that I've definitely matured. While writing my fan fic, I gained experience, so even though it was a laborious task rereading and editing it, I feel it was worth it so you could enjoy When Worlds Collide as it was meant to be. Constructive criticism is still greatly appreciated.
I hope you enjoy my fan fic!
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When Worlds Collide
Chapter 7 — Unanswered Questions
By Mystic Dawn
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Her robes and hands were still covered in blood, and if they had not known that it was... his... they would have believed that Tomoyo had been badly injured. She trembled as she approached them, her petite alabaster face wearing a grave expression. She fell into Sakura's arms and sobbed upon her shoulder.
"Tomoyo-hime..." Sakura tried to comfort her.
Tomoyo stood back and wiped her eyes on her sleeve. She could not stem the flow, but through the tears she cracked them a broad smile. "He's going to be all right!"
Their stunned minds tried to comprehend what she just said. Could it be...?
"He's going to live?" Mokona squeaked, its voice betraying that which they all felt.
"Yes," Tomoyo cried, and Syaoran suddenly realized that her tears were not of sadness, but of joy. "He's resting now and he'll probably have to stay in bed for at least two weeks... but he's going to live!"
Mokona seemed to be renewed with these harmonious news as it leapt into her arms and showered her with kisses, saying in a sing-song voice, "He's gonna be okay! He's gonna be okay!"
They suddenly felt as if they'd been filled with light and hope. Their hearts lifted and their dark looks were replaced by expressions of immense relief and surprise.
"Oh..." Sakura gasped, and she had also begun crying with happiness. "I... I can't believe it!" She subconsciously wrapped her arms around Syaoran. "It's wonderful news!" She felt so relieved and happy that she wanted to embrace the whole world. Who cared if Kurogane was a grouch and ill-tempered? He was their friend; someone who had stood by them through thick and thin and risked much for their sake. Only they knew the real Kurogane—the real Kurogane had a heart of gold.
Syaoran blushed furiously with Sakura's arms about him, but he could not hide the fact that he also felt happy. Their friend was going to make it... He felt as if a great weight had lifted from his shoulders and he wanted to laugh out loud, which he did. And he didn't care if he seemed ridiculous—the joy he was feeling was something he just had to express.
Fay had been literally rocked. He couldn't believe his ears... Kurogane was going to live! Fay felt slightly guilty that he had lost hope so soon. But nothing else mattered now. The incorrigible ninja was going to be all right! Kuro-chan really is strong-willed, Fay thought with a snicker, not to mention pretty resistant! Two arrows... sheesh! Fay laughed out loud and he started whooping and jumping for joy. "Hyu!" he exclaimed happily.
They didn't care that they looked like a group of idiots with the way they were acting; they had their reason and they treasured it.
"Imagine Kuro-myuu's expression when we tell him how we acted when we found out he was gonna be okay!" Fay grinned. "Me jumping and whooping, Sakura-chan and Tomoyo-hime crying, Syaoran-kun laughing, and Mokona singing!" He assumed a kittenish smile. "You have to admit, it sounds a bit silly from another person's point of view, right?"
They collapsed in helpless giggles.
"He'll probably blush like mad," Sakura laughed. "Not that I've ever seen him blush... but there's no doubt that he'll feel pretty embarrassed that we cared so much about him."
Fay sniggered. He had seen Kurogane blush—and furiously—only yesterday. Yesterday... it seemed so long ago. So much had happened that events that had happened less than a day ago felt distant and far-off.
"Mokona can see it now," Mokona giggled, enraptured, as it paused atop Tomoyo's head and spread its paws. "He wakes up, we all file into the room, we tell him that we were so worried (plus how we reacted when we found out he was gonna live) and he'll be all like, 'There was no need for you guys to go bonkers on me! Psh... it looks like that dumb wizard has finally gotten to you!'" Mokona said, imitating his annoyed voice.
They burst out laughing again; their bubbling euphoria seemed to just keep on going and going. They hadn't even realized that they had been so worried, for how else could they explain this happiness than by it developing from their anxiety?
"Besides Kurogane's recovery..." Tomoyo grinned after she had regained her composure somewhat. "Didn't you say that you had something important to tell me?
"You'd better come with us, Tomoyo-hime," Sakura told her solemnly. "We'll take you to Souma-san. She's been interrogating the prisoners."
"Prisoners...?" Tomoyo said slowly.
"The ones behind the assassination attempt," offered Syaoran.
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Souma tested the sharpness of her dagger by running her thumb along its edge. It cut her, so, pleased, she put away her whetstone. "Perfect," she said quietly, as she observed Dai from the corner of her eyesight.
He had regained consciousness and was now trembling uncontrollably; his face had taken on a peculiar green shade, as if he was going to be violently ill.
"It'd be a shame to have to dull my dagger upon your pitiful neck," Souma said slowly as she balanced it in her hand. "But after what happened today, I'd say that it'd be worth it." She stood up and turned to Dai, bending over him as she pressed her dagger against his throat.
He leaned back against the wall, trying to get as far away from her as he could.
Souma chuckled softly. "How I'd love for Princess Tomoyo to hand you over to me," she said as she ran the flat of her dagger along his neck. "I'd make sure you'd get a treatment befitting your royal status."
Dai continued to shake with fear, but could not hold himself back as he cried out, "You're mad!"
Souma paused. "If it is indeed so, I have you to thank for that. You and Kazuo-san." She knelt down in front of him and grasped his throat in a firm grip. "You took away a loyal ninja. And for that, you'll pay."
Dai's lips cracked in an evil grin. "Did you love this ninja, perhaps?" he taunted in a dry cackle.
Souma's eyes narrowed as she slammed his head against the wall behind him. His eyes glazed over slightly, but he did not fall into unconsciousness as he had not sustained a serious injury. Souma wanted to keep him intact for Princess Tomoyo. Then... she would have her way with him. "Kurogane was my cousin," she hissed in a low voice. "And the greatest ninja among us all."
The other ninja nodded solemnly.
"Too bad for your loss!" he spat. "Good riddance! They say that this Kurogane's a bloodthirsty lunatic! Kills for fun..."
Souma did not know how long she could control herself. She dearly wanted to slit this pathetic excuse for a human's throat. Just when she had made up her mind that she would draw a little blood from him, the doors opened.
Tomoyo entered with the others behind her, her face hard. She approached Dai and Souma. "That will be enough for now, Souma," she said in a cold voice. "I'll take it from here." She stood before Dai, her hands on her hips, as she regarded him with a steely gaze. "What do you have to say for yourself?"
Perhaps it was because of her words, or perhaps it was because of the fact that she hadn't changed out of her white robes, which were still heavily smeared with dry blood. Then again, it could have been because of her very presence, which radiated power. Dai broke down in tears, sobbing pitifully. "Tomoyo..." he croaked.
"Do not dare to address me without the customary titles and formalities ever again," Tomoyo whispered threateningly.
Dai stopped crying abruptly, as if he had been slapped in the face.
"You will tell me why you designed this assassination," she continued. "And I will not tolerate any lying."
Dai squirmed uncomfortably.
"Speak!" Tomoyo commanded in a strong voice as she clenched her fist shut.
Dai went rigid and his body began to shake spasmodically as he screamed. Tomoyo opened her hand and Dai fell limp to the ground, gasping.
"I am not as weak as you and your underlings suspected. I will extract the answers I need from you, whether you like it or not. You can choose the easy way or the hard way. What say you?"
Dai beheld her with a pleading look. "Tomoyo... please..."
"Did I not tell you that the privilege to call me by my name alone is denied to you?" she demanded sternly.
"You don't understand, Tomoyo..." he sobbed.
She clenched her fist once more and had Dai writhing and screaming around for several moments until she released him. "I understand all too well..." She drew a deep breath. "It was all a lie then?" she asked, her voice throbbing with ill-disguised pain. "All those times you gazed at me with supposed adoration..."
"No, it wasn't a lie!" he cried out.
"Liar!" she snapped. "Without your amulet I am now able to see the real you. You never cared for me." She narrowed her eyes dangerously. "Your mind is finally open to me, and now I finally see what a cesspool it is," she murmured in a soft voice, which dripped venom. "Your thoughts are foul and loathsome. But I am to blame, since I am the one who fell for your lies," she spat bitterly.
"I had considered calling off the wedding once, but I thought better of it because I didn't want to hurt your feelings. I was willing to give up my true feelings and happiness for you and for my country..." She swallowed hard and grit her small teeth. "But you didn't care about hurting mine! You deceived me and tricked me!"
"Tomoyo, wait—"
"I am not finished!" she exclaimed as she formed a fist, causing him to double over with pain again. "You are a despicable excuse for a human being, and I regret the moment I fell for your lies. You are as vermin and grime, and your treachery has finally been revealed." She unclenched her hand and Dai collapsed, drawing ragged breaths. "And I can't believe I would have given myself willingly to you," she whispered vehemently.
Something about that last phrase jogged something in Syaoran's memory. "Tomoyo-hime!" he gasped.
She turned. "What is it, Syaoran-san?"
"I just remembered something about this man... I'm sorry I didn't remember it sooner, but too many things were on my mind." He took a deep breath. "Before the wedding had even begun, the moment Kurogane-san saw this man, he was fully prepared to kill him without even considering the consequences."
Tomoyo froze. "Why is that?"
"Because of something that happened eleven years ago," Syaoran said cryptically, not wanting to be too obvious with what he was saying, hoping that Tomoyo would understand what he was implying.
"Eleven years ago...?" Tomoyo mused as she frowned in thought.
Several moments passed in silence, but for Dai's frantic struggles to free himself. Tomoyo's eyes were distant as she brought back to her memory the events that had occurred on that fateful night; Semba's army swarming through the castle gates, the panic and confusion that was everywhere she turned, and her mother's dying breath that still sent shivers down her spine whenever she recalled it.
"Be brave, little one. For there is still light in the silence of the darkness."
Tomoyo's eyes suddenly snapped open as she drew in her breath sharply. She turned to regard Dai in horror. "You!"
Dai's face paled. "Tomoyo..."
"Shut up, you filthy hypocrite!" she shouted as her fist filled with flames. "Now I remember! All too well..." She began to tremble with rage. "And I would have... I'm so glad that I still had a clear head. And then and before... the same despicable..."
None of them had the faintest idea what she was talking about, but they surmised that it had something to do with her and Dai by the way his eyes had suddenly widened in fear.
Her eyes flashed as she drew in deep breaths, her hand wreathed in dancing scarlet flames as she glared at Dai with loathing. But she seemed to reconsider it, and the fires in her hand diminished. "All in good time..." she muttered. "For I still need answers." She stood erect, and despite her petite physique, she seemed tall and terrible in her anger. "Why did you plan this assassination?"
Dai trembled. "I did not..." he gasped.
"You lie," Tomoyo spat in a low voice. "It may not have been originally your idea, but you fashioned it to fit your needs." She took a step toward him. "Your perfervid plans are now at an end, for now I see what you really are."
"And what is that...?" he asked in a small voice.
"A traitor to your country, to your family... and to one whom you once called 'treasure', though I deeply regret the moment that word passed your lips." She regarded him steadily. "Will you tell me now all that I wish to know?"
Dai looked up at her, swallowing hard. "I can't... he'll kill me..." he whimpered.
"Who—?"
"Wait, Princess!" Souma cried out. "We tried asking Kazuo-san the same thing, and he died!"
"Then there must be some exterior force at work here..." Fay muttered.
"Precisely," Tomoyo said darkly. She stooped over Dai. "I will try to search him. I need no physical contact if his feelings and thoughts are very intense, but he is trying very hard to hide the truth from me... so I will have to delve into his mind. It is more draining than detecting truth from lie, but in this case..."
Dai squirmed violently as Tomoyo's fingertips pressed against his temples. His pupils suddenly dilated and he went rigid as he screamed, "Take your hands off of me, you witch!" in a horrid voice that bore no similarity to his own.
Everyone was taken aback. Half of the ninja had drawn out their swords before Tomoyo held up a commanding hand and said, "That won't be necessary." She turned to the others. "The moment I caught a glimpse of his mind, he was lost. He is no longer Dai-ouji. But from the little contact I had with his mind, I was able to discern that he has made a Dark Contract."
Fay's eyes widened. "And what does it involve?"
"All I was able to determine... is that he has given up his soul," she said gravely. "I was denied access to the terms and involvements."
"That doesn't sound too good," Mokona commented.
Fay's expression was revolted. "Not at all good," he agreed in a strangled voice. "To give up one's soul is to give up that which distinguishes one person from another person," he explained. "He gave it up in exchange for a dark purpose."
"There is nothing more we can do here," Tomoyo said weakly. "He agreed to exchange his soul, and now it has been collected. From the moment I looked into his mind, the one who bound him to the Contract took over. Dai-ouji is lost" She turned to leave.
"Mage..." came a rasping voice from behind her. "The day will come when you will be tested. And then we shall see who is more powerful." The person who was talking was Dai, but his voice had changed; it was deep and resonated. "For I know your purpose, and the purpose of the Fellowship."
Tomoyo turned sharply. "What?" she demanded, alarmed.
"Yes..." Dai slurred. "For I am the One Without Destiny."
Tomoyo, Fay, Sakura, Syaoran, and Mokona gasped.
"And we shall soon meet in person. For the time is nearing." He began to cackle insanely, then his eyes rolled in their sockets. He slumped forward and moved no more.
One of the ninja close to Dai pulled up his head. His eyes were expressionless and empty, and his skin was pale. "He's dead!" she exclaimed.
"Not again!" Souma cried in exasperation. "I wanted to kill him!"
Tomoyo turned to Souma. "There's no need to feel like that anymore, Souma. Kurogane is going to live."
"What...?" Souma said almost inaudibly. The other ninja had also been stunned.
"Yes," Tomoyo said. "All he needs now is plenty of time to recuperate. And rest." She frowned. "But it seems that these were no ordinary assassination attempts. There is something else; something more dark and treacherous behind these attacks." She looked meaningfully at the others, and they returned her grave expression.
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It had been six days since the deaths of Kazuo and Dai, and in those six days Sakura and Syaoran had been taking turns in watching over Kurogane. The healers had instructed them to give him a sleeping draught concocted with special herbs they had made each time he woke, because the pain would be too much for him to bear at first.
Tomoyo had gone the next day to the Sembian Embassy to explain to the King what had happened to Dai. The King had been furious at first, then dismayed, and, finally, revolted with his son's actions. He was a wise king, and he did not blame Tomoyo for Dai's death. It was common knowledge that priestesses were incapable of lies and deception, and Tomoyo was renowned for her honest heart.
Tomoyo had then found the opportunity to ask him why he had launched the war against Nihon eleven years ago, for she deemed him too wise and cautious to have made such a ruthless move. He admitted that it had been his brother, in fact, who had first been elected as Warleader, and he had died when Tomoyo's father had killed him in a duel, but not without first wounding him gravely. And so, he had assumed his brother's authority, and had later on been decreed the King.
He had then promised Tomoyo that he would undertake a search for the person who called himself the One Without Destiny, and that he would try to somehow make up for the way Dai had treated her. Tomoyo had simply smiled, and had said that it was not necessary for him to make up, but that she would really appreciate any information regarding the One Without Destiny. So, the King of Semba and the rest of the Sembians had departed peacefully for their country the next day, gossip thriving among the courtiers on both sides.
Fay had then undertaken to help Tomoyo in finding more information. Since they were both skilled mages, they compared and contrasted their experience and knowledge in order to better determine what had really happened. Then they had delved into Shirasagi's library in hopes of finding something there that would aid them.
Mokona had tried to pin the feather's vibes down, but to no avail. It had told Syaoran the day before that there were mysterious forces interfering, preventing it from pinning down an exact location. This did not stop it from trying at least eight times a day however, something that drained it terribly. Syaoran had finally told it firmly to quit trying, at least until they had more leads to help them.
It had fallen to Souma to tell Kurogane's family what had happened to him. Souma had been dreading their reactions, and with good reason; Kurogane's mother had been reduced to hysterics, Suzue had shouted her head off, demanding why Souma hadn't done anything to prevent something like this from happening, but Kurogane's father had said nothing, only stared blankly into space.
Souma had been very lucky that she did not develop a migraine that day. Whenever she had to deal with Kurogane's family, she almost always returned to Shirasagi Castle with splitting headaches. But her luck had obviously run out on her that day since they had decided to accompany her back to Shirasagi to see Kurogane.
Look out, she thought dryly, they've been unleashed.
She did not blame Kurogane for wanting to spend as much time away from his family as possible. Who would? His family did, in fact, hold much honor, but Souma secretly suspected that it went to their heads sometimes. They were extremely emotional; his mother was incredibly fussy, his sister was as hot-headed as him, and his father as strict as they came. The fact that he used to be a ninja like Kurogane did not help at all. He always thought Kurogane's efforts were not up to scratch, and whenever he clapped eyes on him he always had something negative to say. Until Kurogane had succeeded in beating him and taking his place as Lead Ninja, that is. His father had then wordlessly handed over his sword Ginryuu, accepting the fact that Kurogane had defeated him. The only time he had actually shown any pride for his son, for he had later on continued criticizing him whenever he could.
Well, Souma thought with a chuckle, let's see what he'll say when he sees Kurogane... and when he finds out he doesn't have Ginryuu anymore...
Souma did not think of Kurogane's family unkindly. She was sincerely fond of them—they were her family too, after all—but it was just their attitudes that got on her nerves sometimes...
Like now.
"No," Souma told Suzue firmly.
"Why not?" Suzue demanded heatedly. "I want to see him!"
"He's still too weak. He hasn't even regained consciousness yet," she pointed out.
"That doesn't matter! I'm family!"
"I said no, and that's that."
Suzue crossed her arms and assumed a prominent expression.
Fay poked his head in the room. "Hey, Souma-san! I thought I heard you dulcet tones from the hallway!"
Suzue snickered as Souma frowned. "I was simply explaining to Suzue-san why she can't see Kurogane," she said from behind clenched teeth.
"Why can't she?" Fay asked her curiously as he let himself in. "I just did."
"You did?!" Suzue exclaimed as she rounded on him. "How is he?!"
"Fast asleep! Like yesterday, like today, and by the looks of it, he's going to be sleeping tomorrow, too!" Fay grinned.
"Er..." went Suzue. "But... you said you just saw him..."
"Yeah," Fay chuckled. "All I did was check up on him, though. He's still totally unconscious," he said as he waved his hand to emphasize his statement.
"So there's no point in seeing him?" Suzue asked him dully.
"Not unless you call watching someone sleep exciting!" Fay laughed. "You can, of course. He doesn't talk, but you can see him. And you're family! It'd be pretty strange if his family didn't check up on him and his friends did!" He elbowed Souma and winked. "Right, Souma-san?"
Souma rubbed her arm and grumbled, "Do what you want. I'm going to bed. I feel as if I'm about to have a splitting headache."
"Thank you, Souma-chan!" Suzue squealed and embraced her happily. "Let's go!" She grabbed Fay's wrist and propelled him out of the doorway.
"Hyu! Slow down!" Fay grinned as he pulled back his hand. "It's this way." He pointed in the opposite direction Suzue was dragging him.
"Come on, then!" Suzue said impatiently as she pushed him forward. "I want to see my Nii-chan!"
"Nii-chan?" Fay snickered. "Is that what you usually call him?"
"Yup! It always gets on his nerves," she giggled.
"I'd better try it sometime," Fay said humorously. "I've run out of nicknames!"
After a few minutes, they reached the room and Fay rapped smartly on the door. They heard a shuffle from inside, then it opened a crack. "Yes?"
"It's me, Sakura-chan. I've brought a visitor for Kuro-rin!"
Sakura opened the door wider and skirted to the side for them to pass. "Come on in. But be quiet. He's sleeping."
"What else has he been doing for the past six days?" Fay said wryly.
Sakura stifled her laughter as she turned to Suzue. "Aren't you Kurogane-san's sister?"
"Yes..." Suzue said distractedly. Her eyes then fell upon Kurogane. "Kurogane!" she gasped in a strangled voice as she rushed to his side and knelt down by his sleeping pallet.
Kurogane's chest was rising steadily as he breathed, the bandages stretching about his bare torso each time he inhaled deeply. A spot in the bandages near his heart was stained with dry blood. But despite his weak and battered appearance, his face was calm and serene; a small smile played about his lips.
"Why is he smiling?" Suzue whispered.
"He must be seeing a good dream," Sakura surmised as she sat across from Suzue; on Kurogane's other side.
"Is he in any pain?"
"Only when he comes round to. The healers told me to give him a sleeping draught every time he wakes, so he won't hurt."
"But won't he want to wake up sometime?"
"Yeah..." Fay grinned. "But he hasn't been able to say anything yet. All he's managed are grunts and moans, so until he actually starts speaking in a coherent language, we'll continue to water him with the potion."
"He's not a plant, Fay-san," Sakura chided him.
"Really? The way we're tending to him makes me think otherwise."
Suzue stifled her giggles. "You're funny!"
"Why, thank you!" Fay said lavishly. "I've been waiting for someone to compliment me like that for ages!"
"He's really funny!" she whispered to Sakura. "I can't wait until Kurogane wakes up! We'll have so much fun pestering him!"
"Dost my ears deceive me?" Fay said as a huge grin decorated his face. "Have I found a partner in crime? Someone to help me torment Kuro-tan?"
"You got it!" Suzue winked.
"Why... I never thought it possible I'd meet someone quite like you! Fascinating..."
"Someone like you, you mean?" Sakura suggested with a smile.
"Not exactly... I mean, I thought Souma-san had a sense of humor, but she's too down-to-earth. She doesn't take it to the limits... you know what I mean?"
Suzue nodded. "She always draws the line somewhere."
"Ahh... but that's where you and I come in," Fay winked at Suzue. "You see, we're not afraid of Kuro-pii, because we know that no matter how angry he gets with us, he'd never intentionally hurt us."
"You're going to have to teach me all of those nicknames," Suzue grinned. "I can't wait to use them on him!"
"All right then!" Fay laughed as he settled down beside her. "Let's see... the first one I made for him was Kuroi-san, if my memory serves me. It was when we had first met and he was wearing those unfashionable black-and-red ninja garments. I hadn't caught his name properly, so I..."
As Fay's voice trailed on, Sakura's anxious frown grew more and more prominent. Kurogane was in for some interesting times with Suzue and Fay teaming up to torment him. Sakura silently decided to continue giving him the potion to keep him asleep for as long as she could. She felt that she owed the slumbering ninja that much, at least. A small repayment for his help with finding her feathers. Which reminded her...
When Mokona would eventually pin down her feather's location, they would have to leave Nihon without Kurogane. She tried to get used to the idea of not having him around. It made her feel uneasy. She had gotten so used to his presence and vaguely wondered how they would be able to continue onward without him. His peculiar demeanor, his perceptive thinking, his expert fighting skills... he had helped them out hundreds of times, and if it hadn't been for him in some tight spots, they would have been in deep trouble. So how would they fare without him?
Sakura shook her head slightly. They could make it without his help. Kurogane deserved to find peace after four years. And there were compensations, Sakura giggled.
She hoped things would work out between him and Tomoyo. She knew that Tomoyo also felt the same for him, and now that they had discovered that Dai had never loved her... well, things were looking up for Kurogane.
He would eventually wake up to find a number of surprises in store for him.
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To Be Continued
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A/N: So... yeah, Tomoyo acts reaaally OOC here. But I did that because I thought... well, wouldn't she have been pissed off with Dai for deceiving her in such a manner? D'oh. I don't think even Tomoyo would've been able to control her temper in such a situation. If I were in her place, I'd be ready to do him in! (Nyeh, but Tomoyo and I are two totally different people, so never mind.) And Souma is still OOC with Dai and all. Bleh. Sometimes, writing stuff that's never going to happen in the real storyline makes you worry about these tiny little details concerning the characters... how would they react in different situations? It's quite a hassle.
I decided to maintain 'Nii-chan' even though I'd decided to forgo all those Japanese phrases. I just found it too awkward for Suzue to call Kurogane 'Big Brother' or 'Big Bro' or something. Reminded me too much of the reality, hehe.
And did you guys honestly think that I'd kill off Kurogane? My favorite character? NO WAAAAY!
At least not today... ;)
Tell me if you like it or tell me if you hate it. Please review!