Time of Dying
A Hagi story based off the song "Time of Dying" by Three Days Grace
Saya: Why are you typing another of your stupid mental conversations?? Shouldn't you be working on chapter 7??
Aldedron: You, too!!?
Saya: Yes, me, too. I wanna know why I called Hagi!!
Aldedron: You're the one who called him, so shouldn't you know??
Saya: This is YOUR imaginary story!! I don't know what goes on in that twisted imagination of yours!!
Aldedron: It IS twisted… *dark chuckle with a hint of insanity*
I walked briskly down the halls, heading to Saya. I did not know why she had called me, but was immediately compelled to obey and go to her. To leave a meeting that could determine our futures… it seemed very improper of me – not to mention irresponsible –, but going to her… it was almost compulsive. I didn't really have much of a choice on deciding whether or not to obey her call
I knocked light on the door before heading in. Saya looked up with surprise. "Huh? What're…? Huh?"
"You called for me?" I said with confusion. I'd heard her voice loud and clear. Had I just imagined it??
"I… was just thinking aloud… You heard that?" I didn't answer, too stunned. "Yeah…" She had set the tray of food on the bedside table. She had eaten everything. Nervously, I watched her twist her fingers together. I sat down in my chair beside her bed, waiting for her to speak. "I… wanted to ask you something…" I waited patiently for her to elaborate. "It's just… Will you…?" She stopped twisting her fingers together and looked up at me, smiling. "It's nothing. Never mind."
"Are you sure it's nothing?"
"Well… Yes. Yes, it's nothing. You can go back to whatever you were doing with David."
I smirked at that. "Actually, he wants to be called Joel, now."
She blanched at that. "Huh? But… he and Joel were never very close. Why would he…"
"In his father's honor."
"Oh. So what'd he want, anyways?"
"A meeting with some people." I knew what he was leading to. He had been going to ask me to fight against the Chiropterans. He had been planning on asking everyone to fight. But not just fight with lawsuits or duels. He'd been going to ask if we would all become his soldiers in an all out war.
"Really? What about?" Saya asked curiously, pressing for more information I did not wish to give.
I had no choice. "About starting an organization for Chiropterans."
She blanched at that. "For… Chiropterans…" she repeated uncertainly.
If I had mentioned "Chiropterans" before these past few days, she wouldn't have known what the hell I was talking about, but now, she knew exactly what I meant. All because of Diva, she knew the meaning of that word. She knew of the terrified emotions strung in between the letters, letting loose those hidden feelings by speaking the word aloud. Just as I had just done. The moment she'd heard me say that word, a spark of fear and hatred lit her eyes, and yet darkened them. Her brown eyes flickered red as she repeated that word, despair and detestation filling her mind. There was still fear, as well, for a reason other than the fear of being murdered by one of those monstrous creatures. Fear that she would become just like them and start killing. Like a wild animal. Like Diva.
And now I held such fear as well. For I was a Chiropteran, too. The smell of blood had enticed me just as much as those monsters. If not for my sense of urgency and need to protect Saya, I might've actually gotten on the ground and started licking it up. But why did I want it so badly?? My face was blank as these thoughts raged through my mind and I refused to look in her eyes, lest she see the fear and uncertainty in my own. My concerns were of no concern. These thoughts were trivial. All I had to worry about was Saya. As long as she was fine… As long as she was fine, I knew I could go on living. That nothing else in the world could matter. I didn't want to spread my own trivial emotions unto her when she had her own problems to deal with. My matters were nothing in comparison, anyways. Saya had been a Chiropteran her entire life and dealt with it accordingly. No, my petty confusions were completely pointless. I'd ignore them. Hopefully, they'd just deal with themselves and if they didn't, I'd worry about it when the time came. Hopefully… never. But if it did, and if it endangered Saya, I would do everything within my power to prevent it or kill myself if I dared harm her. My resolution on this decision was set and I knew that nothing could ever sway or convince me otherwise on this matter. Because it was Saya's life on the line if I considered myself and was selfish. If my death was what kept her safe, then I'd kill myself. No person or thing could stop me.
"I don't even wanna ask…" she muttered, yawning.
"You should get some more sleep," I suggested. She was already more alert and the color had returned to her face slightly. I wasn't nearly as fearful that she wouldn't wake up again. All I could think about was her recovering from the shock of seeing Diva kill Joel. Sleep was the only method I considered effective enough. "You look tired."
"No, I'm fine. I've already slept away more than half the day." She yawned again. My concern grew. I expected her to be a little tired, but usually she was more energetic after drinking her medicine and I'd just given her some of my own blood. If anything, it seemed to have given her five minutes of energy and then sapped her completely. Did I do something wrong? "I'm just… just a little tired. I'm…" yawn," fine…"
I gently pushed her down onto her pillow, pulling the covers up to her chin. "No, you need to rest. I'll play you to sleep."
She blinked slowly. Heavily. I could tell she was barely remaining conscious. She definitely needed to sleep. I set the cello case leaning in the corner on the ground and pulled out the beautiful instrument. I ran the rosin over the bow in three quick sweeps to get a better sound out of the horse hairs and metal strings. After plucking each string quickly, I found the instrument to be in tune and sat down in my chair, extending the inpin. I ran the bow between the finger board and the bridge slowly, beginning to play the song she had taught me so many years ago. Bach's Prelude. The deep sound echoed through the mansion soothingly. Saya's eyes slowly closed, although I could see that she was fighting it. But her exhaustion soon gave in as I played. Once again, I could watch her sleep… a peaceful smile crossing her lips.
Aldedron: Oh! That's so sweet!!
Neles: Cello freak
Aldedron: Hey! I got into Advanced Orchestra this year and I'm proud of it! I'm third chair!!
Saya: You play the cello??
Aldedron: Yeah… It's pretty nice playing with other cellos. A couple years ago, I was the ONLY cello in my class and we didn't have any basses, either…
Saya: Neles's right. You ARE a cello freak. "Horse hair", "bridge", "finger board", "inpin"… You even know what SONG he was playing!!!
Aldedron: (She just ignored me, so I'll return the favor *evil laughter*) That's a six and a half minute song, you know… I gotta get the sheet music for that *mutters thoughtfully*
Saya: You just ignored me…
Hagi: You've got that song on your iPod…
Saya: You were looking at her IPOD!!?
Serin: You know, the correct romanji for his name is "Haji", not "Hagi"…
Aldedron: … I know. But in the beginning of the anime and all the mangas, it's always spelled with a "g". Force of habit. It's just like in Soul Eater. You know he's really "Shinigami-sama", but the subbing is constantly saying "Death God" and next thing you know, you're calling him "Death God" even though you KNOW it's wrong!! *frustrated*
Neles: *giggle* Aldedron has ISSUES…
Aldedron: I do not have issues!!! … … Okay, I do … But that's beside the point!!!