AN: Yes, I know it's been way too long! Let's do this!
~Ghosts~
Ghosts are an ever constant fixture. Humans try to convince themselves of just the opposite, afraid of their own deaths and what exists beyond them.
It's funny really, just how much time Humans devote to avoiding the thought and taste of death.
Ai Enma doesn't understand why they all try so hard to avoid death.
Of course death is never an ending.
"It's just another beginning…" She whispers
She sits on a random rooftop in a mostly empty section of Okinawa, her features set in the ever present mask of coldness.
Humans believe that death means leaving, but no, death is staying - its ghosts that continue to haunt us.
"Mistress" Ichimoku Ren's voice, which Ai observes is more subdued than normal, interrupts her thoughts.
Ren approaches quietly so as not to overstep his position.
"We have a request…" His voice trails off as he glances at her face. Her expression shakes him.
It was very slight and wouldn't be noticeable unless you knew Enma Ai well. Or if not well, at least could read her face. Which Ren supposed, after all this time he could. Her face was tight, jaw clenched and eyes…
Ren is momentarily shocked
She looks so pained; almost as if she were going to cry or maybe scream. It was more than sadness, no her gaze seemed to burn into him with inhuman rage.
Ren stands motionless; he is completely out of his depth. He's sure that his terror shows and he doesn't try to hide it. For Ren is sure she can feel it.
His skin crawls as she steps into his personal space. The setting sun casts eerie shadows on Ai's face as he meets her piercing gaze.
"We have, all of us ghosts." Ai says with more intensity than he thought possible.
Ren stands still for another moment, before nodding slowly in agreement.
"I guess we all have our demons." he replies Shakely
Ai looks at him quizzically for a moment, but just as suddenly as she had come close. His mistress backs away - her sudden movement causing Ren to back up and stumble. He ends up quite literally, on his ass.
His mistress stands above him, watching as he tries to regain his composure. Slowly she offers Ren her hand. Reminding him of when they first met. Ren gratefully takes it, surprised even now, at her hidden strength.
Her hand is almost warm, as he holds it for a second too long.
Gently, yet firmly Ai pulls away from his uncertain hand.
"Come." Ai says softly
"We have a request."
Ren stands still for a long moment, shell-shocked as his mistress disappears to investigate the request.
He feels… odd to say the least. Ren hasn't felt any particular way for so many centuries, that he can't handle the sudden onslaught of…. emotion.
The only thing Ren can process or begin to comprehend is the startling, yet familiar comforting warmth of his mistress's hand in his own.
~FIN~
AN: So what'd you think? I wanted to make it a little longer, because it's been so long since my last update. I'll try to update soon! (: Also, if you have suggestions of where you'd like this to go, I'm all ears. I want to get people involved as much as possible!
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Mia ^~^