Fushigi Yuugi Fan Fiction ❯ Wolfchild ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

Wolfchild

Chapter 1

[ ] means thought-speech

The present[1]

She burst in through the door, nostrils flaring from exertion. Her tongue lolled, she pushed it away in annoyance. Her Master! The house looked out of sorts, everything upturned. Furniture broken.

[Master, where are you?]

In response, a bloodied hand lifted from behind a stack of debris. His dark hair messy against the fair skin, made even more pale now. Blood everywhere. He had been dragging himself over. As she avoided the obstacles, making her way close to him to save him, she noticed the huge sword hilt from his chest.

[Master, the pain! Hang on! Don't move.] His eyes were closed tight over sweat-stained features. She eased him on his feet reassuring him that she would get a physician to attend to him but he couldn't stand, falling against her. Coughed up some blood. She knelt down carefully, not to injure him further.

Tried to calm, to listen in, for he was trying to speak. Oh, why couldn't she stop panicking for once?!

"Don't-don't let . the golden scrolls, don't let." then he coughed again. [It's okay. Stop talking. You need to rest.]

His hand took hers, small and feeble. They had broken his wrist. [Damn them.] She healed it, and cradled him against her some more. Tomo closed his eyes again.[ Where are the golden scrolls?] She felt afraid. Was he going to die? Her throat burnt, it was so irritating to weep from the throat and not the eyes. A small movement.

"Don't cry, my child. Please-listen. I know it is hard, come help me sit up." He leaned against a broken cupboard. Such soulful golden eyes. She had dreamt of marrying him, now that wasn't even possible. If only she hadn't left him. Then. "I'm going to die, Weike, can you promise me something?"

His broken wrist, she healed it so that he could touch her. "I. love Nakago. It..it's not him who sent people to do this. Don't. blame him, for this. Wait, tell him to protect the scrolls." Tomo gasped, squeezing her hand. [I promise.]

Then swiftly she tugged out the blade. He stared, starting to say no, then he screamed when it was out. [I said already, no more dying when I am around.] He grumbled under his breath.

She checked for poison. Yes, his fingers were going blue. Her hands went about his body, deeming to get him to a physician. "Too.late. I can't .. make it."

[No! No, you will. I won't let you die, Master. I'll bind up the wound then I'll run there. I am a fast runner.]

Then Weike was off, running swiftly, his free arm dangling . Some way, Tomo protested. He couldn't make it. Weike steeled herslf not to hear his protests, depressive ones of his death and pressed on. A villa! She rammed into an old man, a physician. [Please help! My master is hurt.] she thrust out the dying man. The guy recoiled in horror. "That's a corpse. I'm sorry, go bury him. Look, he's cold already."

And yes, her master was freezing. Weike growled. "What? Go away there's no hope for him." Her fingertips blazed with lightning. She placed Tomo down and then blasted the doctor into oblivion. Then she picked Tomo up again and walked on. After awhile, he said, "Why did you do that for? Do you want to get more people killed?"

[No, but he asked for it. You are not going to die. I won't allow insults to you!] Master smiled painfully, coughing.

[ Who did this to you? They'll pay.]

"Stop, this immediately, Weike. I don't want you killing more people." She blew on his face. Tomo passed out.

It was outside the doctor Robbins' clinic that she yelled. A middle-aged man came running, sleepy but alert when she told him about Tomo. The patient was put onto his bed. He applied anesthetic on the wound and laid him to rest.

Weike asked[ is he going to be alright?] [ I have given him some painkillers. He is very seriously hurt, and might die. But with the right herbs, he will cure.]

The man groaned. [Master, don't worry you'll be safe now. Robbins will save you.] She said, making him lie down again for the blood started. The doctor also leaned over him. Tomo smiled tiredly.

"If, I die. don't avenge me. Just protect the Scrolls. Give-to Nakago-sama. Weike, don't be too-sad. All humans will die some day. maybe I will, soon." She sniffed and ran her hand over his damp forehead. He gave her a shin. "Show.. this." The painkillers took full effect and he passed out. Weike pocketed the shin. Doc Robbins, an old friend, gave her a list of herbs which had to be returned by sunset so that Tomo would recover faster. She shapeshifted and started the long distance sprint, not a problem for wolf-blood.

And uttered a silent prayer for the patient.

The past

She had sensed the deep loneliness in his soul. Every night she tuned in to the dark seishi's thoughts. "Darn her! Why did she have to insult me?" he was muttering one night. She peeked in, able to see perfectly without the bedside candle. The man was rubbing some substance on the paint on his face, reaching for a cloth. Then the paint was gone. Too bad, she would have wanted that to stay on. She thought it was so beautiful.

"Who's that?" The wolf bounced downwards, just in time for the man had come to the window. He cursed, slamming the window shutters. She loved to watch him. Sometimes just to hear him speak was satisfying enough.

The people who lived with him were wrong, he was not a bad or lousy seishi, he was the most aesthetic person that ever existed. He was also very handsome.