...*sigh* Hello. Sorry I am so late to update this... and not only that, it isn't everything I wanted to post. But I didn't want to leave everyone hanging for another week so I decided to update what I have. Sorry if there is misspells or if anything is unclear. Thank you to those who reviewed, it really helped me to write this. Just wait for the next chapter, it will be ten times cooler I swear! Also there is alittle action in this, but I am not very good at it so sorry in advance.
The usual: I do not own Loveless or Kyou Kara Maoh...but that doesn't mean I can't bend them to my will!
Heart's Eyes
Ritsuka's mind seemed to fog over, incasing his vision in white and giving him the sensation of floating.
"What is your name?..." came a disembodied whisper, reverberating across the empty space of the fog.
"Aoyagi Ritsuka." He heard his own voice say, not even noticing his lips moving.
"Hmm, Ritsuka is it? Tell me Ritsuka, can you read this book?" spoke the disembodied voice, an image of a green book seeming to flash across the fog.
"Yes." He heard his voice say again.
"That is good to hear. Now I was wondering if you could read this-"
But just then there was a loud boom and a voice that shouted, "My Lady!" dissolving the fog that had incase Ritsuka's mind and suddenly making his body feel heavy.
He looked around and saw a man who had just come through the door and panting slightly as if he had run the whole way there. Ritsuka could see from the corner of his eye the woman fix her steely gaze on the man who seemed to faultier and hastily bow to the woman.
"What has happened? Why have you disturbed me?" The woman hissed out in her bell voice, causing a shiver to travel down Ritsuka's spine.
The man on the ground shuddered before speaking in a shaky voice, "The M-Mazoku… The Mazoku are coming. They are almost here!"
The room fell deathly silent, Ritsuka suddenly getting butterflies in his stomach at the thought of a certain Mazoku that could be coming to rescue him.
"Go and delay their arrival! I still need to get a few more answers." The woman dismissed the cowering man, who instantly bolted, and fixed her eyes onto Ritsuka once more. "Jenus, bring the sword over here and release Ritsuka from his bindings."
The still kneeling man rose to his feet and walked up to the throne, reaching for an object that was lying right next to the ornate throne. When he withdrew his hand, he had a golden sheathed sword that was littered with rust. The one known as Jenus walked across the room and walked up to the woman where he handed over the sword before he extracted a knife from within his clothes and quickly stepping around Ritsuka and slashed at the knot that bound his wrists. Ritsuka pulled his wrists in front of him, rubbing where the ropes had bit into his tender flesh, glancing back over his shoulder at Jenus.
"Now Ritsuka," came the woman's smooth bell voice, causing Ritsuka to turn his head to look at the woman with wariness. "This is going to be a simple test, I just want you to try and pull the sword from its scabbard."
Ritsuka did not even move an inch; he simply stared at the sword as if it would jump up and bite him if he tried to touch it. He heard the woman sigh before he felt hands on his face that forced it up to look her in the eye. He scolded himself for not remembering that Jenus had been right behind him, as he stared into the golden eyes that turned that hypnotizing blue.
Like only moments before, he felt the weightlessness feeling as the fog assaulted his mind whispering for him to reach out and pull the sword. Ritsuka reached out feeling his fingers vaguely ghost over the golden hilt of the blade before his hand grasped it loosely. He felt his arm shift, tugging on the blade, but nothing happened. He sensed his body putting more effort into it, but still the blade would not budge.
Suddenly the mist was gone from his eyes and he quickly wrenched his arm away from the sword. But as soon as he let go, hands grasped his arms and forced them behind his back, making him wince. Ritsuka felt the rope slide once more around his wrists as he looked up and into the golden eyes of the woman, who looked as if she was disappointed.
"It seems it will not respond for you." She spoke in a slightly sad voice, before she turned towards the door. "No matter, you will still be useful in translating the ancient language. Come Ritsuka, Jenus."
Ritsuka felt a hand on his shoulder, that was clenched in a vice like grip, steer him towards the door and out of it.
*~*~*~*(Outside Fortress)*~*~*~*
Gwendal was slowly getting frustrated at the situation they were in. Here they had instantly set off after the kidnappers that had taken Ritsuka, travelling as quickly as they could. They had rested occasionally, but Gwendal could never find the peace of mind to sleep. They had divided their rescue team into two groups, one that is the relief watchers and the actual rescue force. As expected, Gwendal had demanded to be a part of the rescue group. And now they found themselves in a valley with a stone castle carved into the side of the rock wall, held off by a small army of men in robes all brandishing the White Raven insignia.
Gwendal raised his blade, blocking a potentially lethal stab of an enemy's sword. They stood locked together for a brief moment before Gwendal raised his leg and kicked the man hard in the stomach, causing the man to topple over, as Gwendal spun around and sliced another man across the chest.
He took a few steps forward, swinging his sword down onto another man, trying to make his way closer to the opened doors of the castle. But another enemy came from his left, thrusting at his chest, but Gwendal took a step back swinging his sword in a high arc and slicing the man's arm off, before refocusing onto the man who was blocking him.
Gwendal looked to his right to check on Yuuri and Murata, seeing that they were well guarded by Conrad and Wolfram, and thus refocused onto his own enemy. He slashed and stabbed at the infuriating man, but every time his sword came close the man would dodge at the last moment. Suddenly, Gwendal sensed a large build up of houjutsu causing him to glance to the side and see two cloaked figures aiming two houjutsu blasts at him. He quickly jumped out of the way, landing in a roll, and springing to his feet once more, preparing to charge at the two surprise attackers.
But before he could even take one step, he spots a white blur spring at the two, cutting them down with ease.
"Gwendal! Get through that door!" Gunter yelled at his long time friend, spring forward again and slicing into two more men, making a small opening in the ranks of the men to allow Gwendal to quickly shoot through.
Gwendal began racing down the hallways, allowing his heart instead of his head to guide his way. He weaved his way through the halls, disposing of all the obstacles that would get in the way. Suddenly his heart reacted violently, driving his pace to a whole new level.
Gwendal rounded the corner his eyes instantly landing on the one thing that seemed to have become the most important thing in his life. His voice escaping instantly,
"RITSUKA!"
*~*~*~*(BREAK)*~*~*~*
Ritsuka walked as fast as he could with his bum leg, ignoring the pain as his eyes focused onto the back of the man known as Jenus as they walked down the winding hallways following the woman and being surrounded by four very stiff guards. He mentally made a note of the green book and sword that were currently in the possession of Jenus, but thought no more on the subject as another sharp pain lanced up his leg making him wince.
They walked out onto any open walkway that was able to look down on to the floor below. They were able to make it out about half way before a voice was able to reach their ears.
"RITSUKA!" came the loud cry that hinted at both relief and fear all at the same time.
Ritsuka's head instantly spun to the left and looked over the small railing and to the floor below, seeing a panting form with slight blood splattered attire that made Ritsuka's heart swell with joy.
"GWENDAL!" Ritsuka cried out, allowing his joy to color his voice along with his pain.
He looked into Gwendal's cobalt eyes and watched as a smile tugged onto the unusually emotionless general before his eyes hardened in determination.
"Release him." Gwendal snarled, his eyes snapping over to the woman and brandishing his blade.
"Hmm, I never anticipated that one of you would be so reckless as to charge in here and make demands." The woman spoke in a slightly bored voice.
"I said, 'RELEASE HIM'!" Gwendal roared, his eyes never leaving the woman.
The woman simply turned, glancing over her shoulder back down at the angry Mazoku. "To bad I do not have the time to play with you." She spoke in a slightly disappointed voice. "Kill him."
Suddenly the four guards that stood around Ritsuka jumped over the railing, landing with an almost cat-like grace when they touched down on the floor. All drawing their swords with a simple flick of their wrists and charging at Gwendal, who held his ground with an intense glint in his eyes.
"GWENDAL!" Ritsuka cried out, trying to race towards the railing but was suddenly lifted up at the waist and slung over someone's shoulder.
He squirmed, twisting around to see that it was in fact Jenus that had picked him up like a sack of potatoes, holding both the book and the sword in his other hand. He squirmed even more, trying to break free from the iron grip, but to no avail.
"Come Jenus, we have wasted enough time here." The woman spoke calmly, continuing down the hallway they had been travelling down only moments ago.
Jenus instantly followed down the hall with a screaming Ritsuka over his shoulder.
*~*~*~*(BREAK)*~*~*~*
Sadly, that is it for now. I know it is so short, but trust me I will write so much more! Just need to get through the lasts of my exams...TT-TT Please review! It really makes me so happy when I get reviews! No matter what they say!