Author's note
krito1389: Kazuhiko is a Namizake, for which he is Minato's ancestor, and later on you would know more about the reason that I portrait him as that. lolz
guest: Arigatou!
Prescripto13: yup... and the truth is beginning to reveal itself.
dreamer1084: well... cause I like sensei with glass, it's that simply. hahaha... and yea, I have not noticed that, thanks for telling... should really reduce the frequency but it's my bad habit. =.=
Yanvi
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An put on the speakers, letting a low, attractive voice filled the small train berth. He did not speak, as he could read from the younger vampire's face, he knew. The young blond didn't reach the train station on time, to say their goodbyes. He heard of the young priest's announcement. He wasn't particularly looking too positive regarding the whole situation, but he does welcome the young man's arrival, in the future, even though he doubted that it would take place before the New Year's Eve. He looked out of the window, as he knew that nobody was keen to talk, not even Madara who made an excuse to leave the berth. He simply let Toshi's voice echoing in his ear ducts.
'You say anything… the fitting word blesses but say anything to the heart that cannot sever…'
The fallen angel had come back and sealed his power into An's body again before their departure. He knew that he would live much longer than most of his clansman, as the power integrated into his body far too better than his predecessors. He sighed as he recalled the conversation that he held with the Fallen. They have managed to find the solution, with something that the once angle remembered of, they thought; the only thing they needed to do was then to wait. To wait until Kakashi was leased from the coffin and also wait until Naruto to learn the truth and decided to take it with him.
Since Madara agreed to assist, the Fallen decided to take his hundredth trip around the globe. An personally didn't want the said angel to go, however, he knew that even they were good friends, there was still some distance between them. "You say anything. Just tell me all your sweet lies," he whispered along with the singer, with his book opened on his lap, unlike his assistant, who was digging his nose into the book that he has been reading since the beginning of the trip.
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At the basement of the Sasaki's Mansion
"An- sama…" Tenzo hesitated as he inserted his charka into the wood cover of the coffin. "Senpai… He… I just don't want to see him get hurt anymore. Do we have to do this?"
"That's the only thing that I could do for him, Tenzo," An replied as he lifted his hand and began to insert his own charka into the wood. "I wish there is another choice. You and I will complete the task and that I have asked Madara to assist this time. He would finish off the seal and then the only thing we do is to wait."
Tenzo sighed slightly painfully as he continued his work. He remembered that he asked the same thing when he was assigned the task. He wanted to suppress his urge to beg for the forgiveness, for the sake of his senpai. But he knew that nothing he could do about it. He simply did not need anyone to remind him that.
Madara stood by the entrance of the cell in silence. It was not the first visit, however, he never found too comfortable in there. He could see the negative charka that was radiating from the coffin, just like a Hyuga told him when he first entered the cell.
On the other hand, Kakashi was soaking in a warm pool of onsen. He was thinking of the song that his aniki was listening to on the train. He did not like the song, to be honest, and that he did not see why his aniki was so in love with it. It was a sad song, and that the singer for sure has a good voice. But it was just… He was not sure how to describe his feelings.
He stood up and grabbed a towel to dry his body. He was not a pilgrim, but sometimes he could not help but thought that years after years, he might have become one. He might have been a pilgrim, on the road of love. "Time may change my life, but my heart remains the same to you… Time may change your heart, but my love for you never changes…" he hummed as he made his way to the changing room. No matter how hard his aniki tried to remove his memories and pain, he knew that his heart remained.
He put on his white yukata and approached the basement cell. His brain began to slow down as his conscious began to fade. He nodded softly to his kohai, who looked both exhausted and concern. Then he looked at his aniki and the remaining Uchiha. He stepped into the cold stone coffin and waited for the older vampire to close the door in front of him. "Ni-san…" He whispered, but he never begged, not the first time and definitely not this time either. He knew that he deserved it as he could recall the warmth of the blood. He could forgive when the man passed away in his arms for the first time. However, he could not let go his anger when it happened to him for the second time, especially when it was caused by the man's beloved villagers. He knew that it was not only his anger, but also the feelings that were sealed inside him. Nonetheless, he could not pass his guilt to the M-san's desires.
An kissed Kakashi's forehead gently and slowly closed the door. "Daijoubu, Kashi-kun. Once you wake up, everything would be alright." He locked the door and so Kakashi could only see the outside world from the window by his face. He sat on top of one of the alchemist circle that he asked Neji to draw for him yesterday, while Tenzo approached the coffin to check.
"Senpai, Sai and I will be here during your time here in the coffin. You could talk to us if you accidentally waken up. We will be here for you," Tenzo whispered lowly as he completed his final check.
"Arigatou," Kakashi replied softly.
The same song echoed in the room as Madara put on the CD player. Toshi's voice echoed in the room as An closed his eyes, in order to make his way to Kakashi's mind palace, closing the doors that were not supposed to be keep unlock.
'Jealousy embellishes a page of epic…
Desire is embraced in a dream…
But my mind is still in chaos and…'
