The Forbidden Love of Yukari Yakumo

Chapter 13: The Final Flower of Forbidden Destiny

Mayohiga, Hachuurui's House, early morning

Yukari's mind was dancing ethereally through her beautiful, blonde-haired head, visiting the beautiful time when she married her dream man. She longed for that peacefulness to be back, when she could once again passionately make love to his beautiful, perfectly toned physique and be wrapped in the eternally ravelling silk of love-making. She knew that she would have to go into the home of the evil, dangerous Shinigami of malice to find the last ephemeral plant of healing, the Elderberry, but she needed to rest her delicate, ravaged body, which had been through such horrors that a young, innocent woman such as herself should never go though...

Waking up from her rest, Yukari opened her radiant purple eyes which glimmered as the morning light touched them gently with its straight fingers of beauty, and yawned sensually as she opened up a gap. Not needing the fattening, subfuscous meal of breakfast because of her perfect physique, Yukari walked into her mysterious hole of eyes, and gulped as she appeared in her final, deathly location. The cherry blossoms floated past the ivory-skinned, curvaceous Border Youkai as if trying to attack her, before spiralling away as if only there to unsettle the sensitive, perfect young woman. Cherry Trees filled the area, but the Elderberry which she was looking for seemed to be obscured among the deathly blood-pink blossoms which covered the blooming trees that seemed to flower as she walked over the dark grey ground that acted as a superficial cover of what great evils transpired within this world.

It was suddenly and hopefully that a distant glint of small, empyrean white flowers glowed among the pink sea of blood, and Yukari smiled for a moment, the thought of her raven-haired dreamboat finally being back to wrap her in the pure and true bandages of true love, however, the glowing was coming from the top of a large flight of eternal stairs of dark greyness that formed an empty, monochromatic void in Yukari's sight. And standing at the top was a great pillar of judgement and death, a kimono-wearing embodiment of true death herself, someone with short, curly pink hair, a perfect, ethereally pale ivory face, and a chest as full as Yukari's heart, and kneeling beside her was a far less glorious figure... the dark evilness of malevolence herself, the Shinigami of horror and reaping, who was wearing a torn, tight-fitting corset and black fishnets.

Although Yutaka was looking away from her, Yukari's heart filled with the gushing palpitations of fear and apprehension, which flowed through her body like a shadow in the dark midnight moonlight. Walking slowly up the Netherworld stairs, Yukari's heart beat faster and faster until finally, the evil Shinigami turned around to notice the Border Youkai. Instantly, her hair flared into a bright, phosphorescent flame, and her blood-red eyes glowed with redness, causing blood to even flow from her eyes like a gas of pure evil, and she grabbed her scythe, which was still covered in the pure untainted blood of the tragically dead Hachuurui...

"STOP! Stop right there! You can't get the last flower! I can't allow it!" Yutaka screamed maniacally.

Yuyuko stayed exultantly calm, "Yutaka, killing her is forbidden. You must harvest twelve more souls until..."

However, before the ghost of true justice could finish her life-saving sentence of justice, she felt the sharp, twisted blade of pain wrest itself through her back. Crying in agony as blood leaked slowly from her pure ivory back, Yuyuko fell to the floor as Satori Komeiji took a large, pointed cross of death from her otherwise flawless back.

"No! Yutaka... help me!" Yuyuko called.

Yutaka laughed maniacally, "Ha ha! Ha ha ha ha! I would but unfortunately, I was the one to set that up! You're the one who takes me orders now, and my first... and only order to you... is this. CEASE TO EXIST!"

Slashing at the debilitated and powerless ghost, Yutaka ripped the ethereal body of Yuyuko apart until the soft, pink ephemeral essence of Yuyuko's soul appeared in front of her. Taking it, and placing it into her jar of souls, Yutaka turned to Yukari, "As for you... there's nothing stopping me from killing you... any... more..."

Leaping with evilness at the innocent Border Youkai, Yutaka charged down the Netherworld stairs, and readied her scythe. Yukari was paralysed with the stiff, lubricating mercury fluid of horror that she couldn't move, and her delicate body got torn into by Yutaka's blood-lined scythe of oblivion, making her faint which shock and dizziness...

Yukari's Subconscious, exactly after what just happened

Yukari found herself lying in her dream world once more, but this time, it was black, filled with the ebony black darkness of a black raven in the midnight black dark night. Her eyes moved, but the image didn't change... black surrounded her, reached out to her and tried to grab her, but suddenly, a person shone light into the world... Hachuurui's hand grabbed the ebony darkness, dissolving it into nothingness.

Adjusting her sexy, silver bifocal glasses, Hachuurui said sensually, "Hello, Yukari. I bet you weren't expecting to see me here, were you?"

"No, I wasn't..." Yukari mused, very surprised that she could see her dead friend.

"I will always live in your heart... listen. I need you to believe in yourself... that's the only way you can beat Yutaka..." Hachuurui explained informatively, "If you believe hard enough, you can do anything, you can even resist the death that a Shinigami brings..."

"Is that how you survived Yutaka's first attack?" Yukari asked, unsure whether to believe her.

"Yes it is... now, you've got to do the same... Yukari! The fate of the world depends on you getting with Dawitsu! There's a catastrophic event that can only be stopped by you in the distant future! If your love is not enough to motivate you, please, hang in there... FOR THE WORLD!" Hachuurui encouraged, her epic speech rousing the Broken Bird into wanting to get this final flower.

"So... so Yutaka's trying to destroy the world?" Yukari asked.

"No... she is only concerned about ruining your life... she doesn't know the consequences..." Hachuurui answered, but she stopped speaking when she saw the ethereal figure of Yuyuko Saigyouji appear within Yukari's mind.

Yuyuko called out to Yukari, "Yutaka has double-crossed me! Yukari, you have to stop her. An errant Shinigami could cause a disaster!"

Yukari thought to herself, her great intelligence piecing together the situation, "I understand it now... I know what's happening. The calamity is Yutaka going on a rampage with unhindered Shinigami powers, which can only be avoided if I beat her, and thus end up with Dawitsu once again... I have to wake up! I have to stop her!"

Her will flowing through her like a glowing ethereal essence of ephemerality, Yukari felt her soft, delicate body fill with the strength that her dear, departed, beautiful friend had, and slowly, she returned into the Netherworld...

The Netherworld, immediately afterwards

Satori and Yutaka were looking over the collapsed, scar-covered body of Yukari, which bleeding a pure clear water instead of crimson red blood.

Yutaka asked, "Where's her soul? It should be leaving now!"

Satori laughed evilly, "Perhaps she never had a soul to begin with..."

However, the pure, strength-filled voice of the Forbidden Lover of Destiny called from the cold, grey stair, "No... I do have a soul... I have... LOVE!"

[Typist's Note: There were actually more than one of the exclamation marks on the word 'LOVE', but my inner sanity reduced the exclamation marks to make sure this looked somewhat... er... how do you say... presentable?]

Standing up, Yukari punched Yutaka in the face, and kicked Satori in the gut, making her fly into a building and burst into a million evil flames. These flames began to consume the Netherworld's wooden houses, and within a few seconds, the cherry-blossom covered home of the dead was blazing like the deep red hair of the evil Shinigami that now ruled the place.

"No! Satori!" Yutaka called, turning to the Border Youkai, the Shinigami lifted her scythe, "I was intending to reap her soul once she had served her purpose, but your pure, true killing must have left her soul unobtainable! Damn you! Damn you to hell!"

Yutaka swung her massive, evil blade of evilness, and almost hit Yukari again, but the beautiful, Ivory-skinned Youkai had already teleported away to the top of the stairs, and picked the Elderberry's flower before the fire could consume it.

"NO! No! Don't you dare leave now!" Yutaka screamed, "If you do, I'll just come back! I will find you, and I will kill you! You can never run forever!"

Yukari opened a gap, and slowly walked into it, and reappeared in front of the diminutive, evil Shinigami, pressing her large, perfect breasts in Yutaka's face to justly mock her short stature and tiny chest, "That's why I'm not..." Yukari's heart soured as it filled with the rich, beautiful juice of confidence, "...I'm going to finish you... once and for all..."

Yutaka stepped back, and cackled maniacally, "HA! Ha ha ha! You... you think you can beat me? ME? Your angel friend couldn't beat me! Even Yuyuko couldn't beat me! I am invincible! And now..." Yutaka proceeded to glare a chilling aura of coldness and malignity, "...now you'll see first-hand... why no-one will EVER hurt me again!"

Yutaka proceeded to rip the back of her corset off, and sprouted large, bat-like wings. Her phosphorescent hair began to float upwards, like a slow, constant flame of incandescence, and her sharp, ebony-black nails became, long, blood-red, and as sharp as evil knives of Diabolism. She began to grow, until she was even taller than Hachuurui when she was in her angelic form, and finally, her scythe grew to match her new, terrifying size.

"Ha ha ha!" Yutaka boomed diabolically, "I'm now the most powerful being in Gensokyo! The Netherworld may be burning, but that no longer concerns me. All that matters now is that this world needs destroying... and you're going to be the first bad thing to go!"

Yukari cowered in fear... her heart seemed to be drained of the liquid heroism that had filled it moments ago... and now she was trapped, like a precious buttercup trapped in the prison of tall river reeds...

Author's Notes: Oh! Oh, the suspense! Once again, sure fire proof of my writing genius! I know that I'm the best writer in the world, but even I think I outdid myself. I guess I'm like diamond... the only thing that can outshine me is myself!

I loved writing this chapter, especially because... huh? Who... who are... oh no, you're that woman who... NOOOOOOO!

Typist's Notes: While it does not agree with my conscience that I have left the Lizard Woman to run away from Miss Yuuka Kazami without attempting to help her, I have decided not to. There are many reasons for this; I do not think I could stop Miss Kazami, for one. Another reason is... I do not like her. I only... er... tolerated her before, now I am frustrated with her. Also, I preferred her when she was humbled by Miss Kazami... so... I am sitting here, typing instead of helping her. I am probably going to regret this. However, I do not care. I'm sure that the annoying voice of the Lizard Woman will remind me that I do not like her if I ever do feel the guilt...

Reviews for Chapter Thirteen:

Hebiko Bimyouna: Oh... oh crap. Um... I would love to try and stop Yuuka, but I fear she's already caught her. Plus, I'm no good at Danmaku anyway... I hope she's okay... wait, did I really just say that?

Mateyuu Dawitsu: Pffffff... gahahahahahahahahahaha! Oh! I love this! You know, I may buy a copy of this once it's done, just so I can bring it to the outside world at some point and leave its awfulness for posterity, and humour the humans there... also, am I the only one who kinda likes the idea of Yutaka as a bat-girl? Jean? What do you mean she looks like a teenager? She's one hundred and fifty nine! She's fair game!

Yutaka Hadekawa: BOSS! Boss! You'll hurt Hebiko's feelings if you express attraction to me! As well as hurting my own feelings! How dare you! This is an insulting depiction of me, and you're more concerned with the fact it's featuring me in skimpy clothes... men are so basal in their attitude... oh, no, that wasn't aimed at you, Jean... you're probably okay... sorry, I guess I was a little emotional there...

Yukari Yakumo: Hmph. So... I'm... actually incapable of death in this. At least you got something right. But it wouldn't be thanks to my informed Mary Sue best friend. How about the fact I can manipulate my Border of Life and Death? Yeah, minor detail there. Also, am I the only one concerned about the fact that Satori burst into flames? Is no-one reading this properly any more?

Koishi Komeiji: Is it wrong that I stifled laughter at the fictional death of my own sister? It was just... so silly.

Marisa Kirisame: Huh? I read your review in reply to me! Hey, Tokage, you may be a talented writer, but I thought that my idea was a good one! Well, screw you! I'm gonna write my own book. Oh, and by the way, I may like what you write, but even I thought this chapter was stupid! You've just lost your only fan! Thanks for nothing, Tokage. Don't come running to me when you get tortured by Yuuka again...