A Christmas Carol: Tsubasa Style

Chapter 4: The Ghost of Christmas Future

Yo minna! It's me again. I know I won't finish by Christmas but I'll try to finish before New Years'.

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Kurogane was left alone in the cold snow. He was confused that his dead partner's twin, Yuui, had visited him along with his apprentice, Ryuusei. The man was on his guard. The encounters with the previous ghosts made him wary. Yuuko whammed him on the head, and Ryuusei almost gave him a heart attack. Who knows what this next ghost would do. Then his thoughts wondered to Yuui and Ryuusei's parting words.

Kurogane you only have one more spirit to visit you, if you cannot change after you I'm afraid there will be nothing that can.

Ryuusei's reply is what sent chills down his spine.

He'll be fine! No one has ever not change with him!

Was this final spirit so terrifying? Kurogane thought to himself. He reviewed his night. Yuuko was a quiet Ghost of Christmas Past even though he could tell that she was much different than she played to be. When he relived his past Kurogane felt guilt for his behavior towards his kind nephew, beautiful wife, and his dedicated assistant. His cuckoo Ghosts of Christmas Present, Yuui and Ryuusei, showed the joy his family was having and how Syaoran's family lived. With all this information Kurogane was certain that the ghost would reside over the future.

Waiting annoyed Kurogane. He called "Oi, ghost if you're gonna come." He scanned the road. "Then come already." A strange mist rolled over the streets.

A hand grasped Kurogane's shoulder. This made him jump. He turned to see a hooded figure. "Are you the Ghost of Christmas Future?" Kurogane questioned.

The figure merely nodded. A portal appeared from nowhere. The obscured hand of the spirit pointed towards the portal.

"Don't talk much do ya?" the man asked. Again, silence was his reply. A sigh escaped his lips. Kurogane stepped towards the portal. "Let's get this over with already." Kurogane went in the portal with the ghost following suit.

The ground that the raven-haired man landed on was moist and damp. Headstones decorated the land around the man and the spirit. A fog made visibility horrid. What was this ominous environment? A cemetery.

Kurogane turned to the Ghost of Christmas Future. As he gazed at the landscaping Kurogane queried "Why the hell are we here?"

A pale, finger extended towards the right. His red eyes trailed until a sorrowful scene was unfurling in his line of sight. Syaoran, Sakura, Cherri, and Watanuki stood in front of a minute headstone. Sakura along with Cherri were crying rivers as they embraced each other. Both of the males tried to maintain their composure although they were grieving as well. Syaoran then whispered to his wife. The auburn-haired woman led Cherri and Watanuki from the graveyard. When they were gone Kurogane's assistant allowed few clear pearls to escape from his eyes as he placed the make shift cane of his son. A ghostly image of the boy appeared however his father couldn't see him.

Ryuusei appeared. She placed a comforting hand on Shaoran. "I'm afraid we must go." She gently chided.

Shaoran wiped his eyes. He nodded. Both spirits disappeared into thin air. The fog shrouded the rest of the spectacle.

"He died?"

A nod came from the ghoul. Feelings of pity and despair washed over him. He gazed at the mist that consumed the sight.

Then Kurogane saw two men carrying a casket. "Oi I'm hungry" a tall, lanky man complained.

His partner sighed "But we gotta bury this guy."

The tall man retorted "He can wait. He's dead after all. Besides there's no one here to mourn for him. We can go."

The other man looked to be in deep thought. "You're buying."

Both of the men walked away laughing. Kurogane approached the unburied casket. "Hey ghost who's lonely grave is this?"

A hand came from its hidden spot in the ghost's cloak. Its hand went near the headstone. A flame shot you from the hand. Warm flame illuminated the lettering. 'Kurogane Daijobi' was what the stone read. The ghost removed its hood. It was an older man with black hair, a double chin, and a monocle on his eye.

"Why it's your grave, Kurogane" Fei Wong Reed spoke for the first time. His hand came behind Kurogane and shoved him into the hole.

The hole was not normal because it was ungodly deep, and there were fiery flames at bottom waiting for him. They were the pits of Hell. Was he really gonna die now? He didn't, no couldn't die yet. The thought was unsettling to him.

"I won't let this end!" Kurogane yelled. "Allow one last chance. Just one!" His plummet seemed to continue until he made contact with something soft.

Kurogane's eyes shot open. Sunlight poured into his bedroom. He blinked his eyes. "I'm in the bed?" Kurogane was slightly disoriented. "But I thought-" He walked towards the window. It was wet near the window. He opened it and saw the streets of Japan. That's when he saw a passer-by. "Oi!" Kurogane called. The person was startled but looked up at Kurogane. "What day is it?"

"What day is it?" the person repeated. "It's Christmas!"

Kurogane blinked. He thought 'Christmas?'

Its short I know but there's not much to the visit in all the specials I've seen. This is unless you want to go back and compose some cheesy song. Didn't expect Lord Butt Chin did ya?

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