Blood+ Fan Fiction ❯ First Kiss, First Confusion ❯ Kiss Me When You Wake ( Chapter 10 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: CheshireCat 
The very last chapter, please enjoy. More of my writings can be found on www.fanfiction.net under the user name CheshireCatAlex
Anime/Manga: Blood+ Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Supernatural | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 03.17.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 220 | Status: Completed
The very last chapter, please enjoy. More of my writings can be found on www.fanfiction.net under the user name CheshireCatAlex
Anime/Manga: Blood+ Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Supernatural | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 03.17.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 220 | Status: Completed
Alex: FINALLY!! Here it is the last chapter of FKFC! I'm happy and sad at the same time, happy that I finally got this chapter written and up for you guys and sad because it's the end of the story. Anyway here we go. -keeps Sally tied up and gagged- . Pay no attention to the fairy under the bed!
Sleep Pt 2: Kiss Me When You Wake
Pain was nothing new to him, in fact he had built up quite a tolerance for it. But as those rocks crashed down upon him, crushing him farther onto the claws that speared his belly, he new a new meaning to the word. Not physical, but emotional, as he watched her disappear from his view, her voice scream out his name, still screaming as they dragged her on out of the building. Then it was silent, except for the falling rumble, the calm before the storm.
For a moment or two the darkness closed in around him, he shook it off as lesser injuries healed, yet the claws stabbing through his stomach didn't. The calm before the storm, those words continued to echo through his mind. He twisted shoving at the rubble that covered him until it started to slide, finally it fell with a crash giving him his first breath of fresh air. He pulled, hard, feeling his immortal muscles strain as he fought to pull the katana free of the crystallized beast attached to him. With a grating sound the blade slid free, he hacked down thrusting the blade through the crystallized body finally falling free with the claws still stabbed through him. He pulled the bottom half of his body out of the rubble hearing cloth and flesh tare, all was numb now, except the pain in his chest, that pain not even linked to the claws stabbing through him.
He tumbled and found that he wasn't as numb as he thought because pain radiated through his being as he pushed himself up onto shaky limbs and stumbled towards the nearest door. He had to get out, he wouldn't be able to protect his Saya again if he got blown up. His mind blanked out other then that need to get out of the building, had to get back to Saya. Faintly he noted that he was outside, he stumbled farther away, the farther away the better. His heart pounded scraping against that claw stuck through his chest, he turned in time to watch the building crash down the flash of light and flames form the bomb taking it all that much easier. A heavy breath rushed through his chest, it was over, his Saya could rest now.
Finding a dark alley way wasn't hard, finding one that was deserted was harder. When he did he fell to his knees in the back of hit a cough wracking his body, blood splattered the pavement, the sword he'd somehow clutched to clattered and skittered away with a metallic sound. He sat back on his legs and stared down at the monstrosity of a claw through his body. Of course, Amshel the bastard had to curl his talons so that they couldn't be easily removed. Reaching behind himself he groped for the first one, the one near his lower back, gripping the other end just at his abdomen her jerked down on both ends, biting his lip until the blood flowed as the pain tore through him. The crack of the talon breaking in two was a sound of relief as he slid the broken curved part out of his flesh. Four more to go and he was already shaking. Crack, another stifled cry of pain and the sound of stone hitting stone. Crack...crack... He panted leaning down to rest his hot forehead against the cold pavement, just one more, the dangerous one, the one directly in the center of his chest. Raising up on shaking bloodied claws he gripped the last one, this one was more awkward then the others, harder to reach behind him to grasp, then he jerked, CRACK! This time there was no holding it back as the thing broke and fell out of him, the weight of the main hand pulling the rest of it out, freeing him. Blood rained to the ground and he fell, half lidded eyes watching the blood pool. His eyes fluttered then closed, "Saya..." the word whispered out of him before the darkness took him.
***
His head turned at the sound of two little girls talking to their adopted father as they came up the steps, he sat just inside the tomb doorway leaned back against the wall, his elbows propped up on his knees his pale skinned hands clasped together. Thirty years was always such a long time, beside him sat a new cello, he'd left his old one with the others, sneaking back in only to place Saya's sword and his daggers where they belonged.
His midnight blue eyes stayed locked on the large pink cocoon holding his queen, his Saya. She was late waking up, fighting it, yet lovely all the same. Her hair had grown curling around her body so that it created a shroud to hide her pale body from view, her angelic face seeming so sad that you could almost see the tears she wept. His heart ached for her, his arms longed to hold her. His hands clenched tighter together.
"Do you think Auntie Saya will wake up today?!" two young voices chimed together, "Oh look! Another rose!" Saya moved, her heart skipping a beat. He smiled, she was aware at least, she should have known he would always leave roses for her, always to show his love. She shifted and he surged to his feet, heart beat picking up. She struggled reaching out to claw at the cocoon, sharp nails slicing so easily through the tough membrane, a pinkish clear goo flowed out taking her with it. She lay there for a moment then pushed herself on shaky arms and knees, after a few moments she stood swaying and stumbling with the first few steps she took, another step and she went sprawling. He was there to catch her.
"Haji!" the older yet still distinct voice of Kei was shocked. The dark head that was burrowed into his chest tilted up to blink large bewildered eyes at him. Her hands tightened on his white sleeves where they had caught hold as her body fell into his.
"H..Haji...my Haji..." the whispered words fell from her lips, his chest crowded full, happiness filling him. His head leaned down his lips pressing against hers until her arms slid around his neck and she kissed him back. The two little girly giggles and a male throat being cleared made him lift his head and smile his slight smile down at her. She grinned, her entire being glowing at him joining love with the full feeling in his chest, "I thought you were gone, never leave me again." she gripped his shoulders and shook them weakly.
"I promise, my Saya, that I'll always be here to kiss you when you wake." her face flushed pink before he slid his jacket over her shoulders then scooped her up in his arms turning to look at his new family, but then again, wherever Saya was was where his family was.
"So.. you'll always kiss me when I wake?" she peeked up at him through her lashes, he nodded.
"Always."
***
Alex: So there it is! Kind of a bit different then my others but I like to differentiate and try new things, and to tell the truth Haji is a hard guy to write for considering he doesn't really show all that many emotions, physically, other then that little bitty ass smile of his! But this is the end of this! -Takes a bow- Although if you guys are too terribly mad at me I wouldn't mind hearing about it and maybe being talked into a second part? Anywho it's 7a.m. And I have to work soooo night all enjoy!
Sleep Pt 2: Kiss Me When You Wake
Pain was nothing new to him, in fact he had built up quite a tolerance for it. But as those rocks crashed down upon him, crushing him farther onto the claws that speared his belly, he new a new meaning to the word. Not physical, but emotional, as he watched her disappear from his view, her voice scream out his name, still screaming as they dragged her on out of the building. Then it was silent, except for the falling rumble, the calm before the storm.
For a moment or two the darkness closed in around him, he shook it off as lesser injuries healed, yet the claws stabbing through his stomach didn't. The calm before the storm, those words continued to echo through his mind. He twisted shoving at the rubble that covered him until it started to slide, finally it fell with a crash giving him his first breath of fresh air. He pulled, hard, feeling his immortal muscles strain as he fought to pull the katana free of the crystallized beast attached to him. With a grating sound the blade slid free, he hacked down thrusting the blade through the crystallized body finally falling free with the claws still stabbed through him. He pulled the bottom half of his body out of the rubble hearing cloth and flesh tare, all was numb now, except the pain in his chest, that pain not even linked to the claws stabbing through him.
He tumbled and found that he wasn't as numb as he thought because pain radiated through his being as he pushed himself up onto shaky limbs and stumbled towards the nearest door. He had to get out, he wouldn't be able to protect his Saya again if he got blown up. His mind blanked out other then that need to get out of the building, had to get back to Saya. Faintly he noted that he was outside, he stumbled farther away, the farther away the better. His heart pounded scraping against that claw stuck through his chest, he turned in time to watch the building crash down the flash of light and flames form the bomb taking it all that much easier. A heavy breath rushed through his chest, it was over, his Saya could rest now.
Finding a dark alley way wasn't hard, finding one that was deserted was harder. When he did he fell to his knees in the back of hit a cough wracking his body, blood splattered the pavement, the sword he'd somehow clutched to clattered and skittered away with a metallic sound. He sat back on his legs and stared down at the monstrosity of a claw through his body. Of course, Amshel the bastard had to curl his talons so that they couldn't be easily removed. Reaching behind himself he groped for the first one, the one near his lower back, gripping the other end just at his abdomen her jerked down on both ends, biting his lip until the blood flowed as the pain tore through him. The crack of the talon breaking in two was a sound of relief as he slid the broken curved part out of his flesh. Four more to go and he was already shaking. Crack, another stifled cry of pain and the sound of stone hitting stone. Crack...crack... He panted leaning down to rest his hot forehead against the cold pavement, just one more, the dangerous one, the one directly in the center of his chest. Raising up on shaking bloodied claws he gripped the last one, this one was more awkward then the others, harder to reach behind him to grasp, then he jerked, CRACK! This time there was no holding it back as the thing broke and fell out of him, the weight of the main hand pulling the rest of it out, freeing him. Blood rained to the ground and he fell, half lidded eyes watching the blood pool. His eyes fluttered then closed, "Saya..." the word whispered out of him before the darkness took him.
***
His head turned at the sound of two little girls talking to their adopted father as they came up the steps, he sat just inside the tomb doorway leaned back against the wall, his elbows propped up on his knees his pale skinned hands clasped together. Thirty years was always such a long time, beside him sat a new cello, he'd left his old one with the others, sneaking back in only to place Saya's sword and his daggers where they belonged.
His midnight blue eyes stayed locked on the large pink cocoon holding his queen, his Saya. She was late waking up, fighting it, yet lovely all the same. Her hair had grown curling around her body so that it created a shroud to hide her pale body from view, her angelic face seeming so sad that you could almost see the tears she wept. His heart ached for her, his arms longed to hold her. His hands clenched tighter together.
"Do you think Auntie Saya will wake up today?!" two young voices chimed together, "Oh look! Another rose!" Saya moved, her heart skipping a beat. He smiled, she was aware at least, she should have known he would always leave roses for her, always to show his love. She shifted and he surged to his feet, heart beat picking up. She struggled reaching out to claw at the cocoon, sharp nails slicing so easily through the tough membrane, a pinkish clear goo flowed out taking her with it. She lay there for a moment then pushed herself on shaky arms and knees, after a few moments she stood swaying and stumbling with the first few steps she took, another step and she went sprawling. He was there to catch her.
"Haji!" the older yet still distinct voice of Kei was shocked. The dark head that was burrowed into his chest tilted up to blink large bewildered eyes at him. Her hands tightened on his white sleeves where they had caught hold as her body fell into his.
"H..Haji...my Haji..." the whispered words fell from her lips, his chest crowded full, happiness filling him. His head leaned down his lips pressing against hers until her arms slid around his neck and she kissed him back. The two little girly giggles and a male throat being cleared made him lift his head and smile his slight smile down at her. She grinned, her entire being glowing at him joining love with the full feeling in his chest, "I thought you were gone, never leave me again." she gripped his shoulders and shook them weakly.
"I promise, my Saya, that I'll always be here to kiss you when you wake." her face flushed pink before he slid his jacket over her shoulders then scooped her up in his arms turning to look at his new family, but then again, wherever Saya was was where his family was.
"So.. you'll always kiss me when I wake?" she peeked up at him through her lashes, he nodded.
"Always."
***
Alex: So there it is! Kind of a bit different then my others but I like to differentiate and try new things, and to tell the truth Haji is a hard guy to write for considering he doesn't really show all that many emotions, physically, other then that little bitty ass smile of his! But this is the end of this! -Takes a bow- Although if you guys are too terribly mad at me I wouldn't mind hearing about it and maybe being talked into a second part? Anywho it's 7a.m. And I have to work soooo night all enjoy!