Ronin Warriors Fan Fiction ❯ Christmas Eve: The Past Returns ❯ Part 7 ( Chapter 7 )
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By: Firestar 
Anime/Manga: Ronin Warriors Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.30.2001 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 368 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Ronin Warriors Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.30.2001 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 368 | Status: Completed
Christmas Eve: The Past Returns
Firestar
Part 7
Disclaimer: The Ronin Warriors are not mine, but I wish they were.
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Later that night, Ryo slept almost peacefully in his love's arms, too exhausted too dream. Rowen
tried to slip into sleep as well, but it proved futile and he was left contemplating what had happened
to Ryo.
The final part of Ryo's tale worried him more than all the others. He'd never even imagined that the
warrior of Wilfire might be suicidal. What if he attempted it again? From the looks the others had
given him, he knew they'd be increasingly watchful.
Rowen started as the warmth in his arms moved. Ryo's delicate blue eyes opened under Rowen's gaze.
They looked up at him lovingly, trustingly, and to his suprise and great delight, a tiny bit of the
courage and fire that had always resided in his fiery love had returned.
The two stared at eachother a long moment, as if they were trying to memorize every detail. Then slowly,
ever so slowly, they came together, and their questing lips met, drenching them both in fire. Rowen stopped
for a moment, breathless. "Are you sure-" Ryo cut him off with another kiss. "I'm sure. It'll be different
with someone I love." The rest of the night was not so peaceful, but it was even more memorable.
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Several weeks passed, and although Ryo was still wracked with nightmares, there was alway someone there to
soothe them away. As time went on, the fire returned to his eyes and his laugh came more readily. Some days,
he was completely his old self, except now he was more open. But lurking in the backgroung, almost imperceptible,
was the breath of a fear. It niggled at the back of his mind, haunting him when he was alone. He could barely
stand it when the other Ronins left him by himself for even the briefest space of time.
Ryo found himself unable to drop his guard, to relax, because the fear whispered to him, reminding him of the last
time he allowed himself that freedom. Sares was still out there, and Ryo could never forget that.
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"Hey Ryo! Me'n Sage are going into town. Ya mind being alone for awhile? Someone has to stay home by the phone
and wait for Rowen and Cye's call to get picked up."
Ryo hesitated and then yelled back at Kento. "Yeah, sure, I'll be fine."
Kento walked into the kitchen where Ryo was washing dishes. "We won't be gone too long. Cye's care is parked in
the driveway if Cye and Rowen call before we get back."
Ryo nodded in acknowledgement, not looking up from the sink. Still Kento didn't leave. "Are you sure you're okay
being alone? Sage and I can always put this off until tomorrow if you need us to."
"Kento, I said it before, I'll be fine. Besides, it'll be nice to have a bit of time to myself for a change."
"Okay then, we'll be back soon."
Ryo waved one soapy hand in acknowledgment. "Yeah, yeah, get outta here."
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Once the door shut and he heard the car pull away, Ryo looked up from the dishes with tears in his eyes. "C'mon, get ahold
of yourself Ryo. You've got to get over this. The guys can't keep playing nursemaid to you forever." Ryo spoke quietly
to himself, trying to banish his fear of the empty house.
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He swore to himself silently.
Sares was very angry. He should have gotten away easily, but the police had been working on the Sanada boy's
case tirelessly. Even the most stone-hearted officer had been affected by the atrocity of the crime. Although
Ryo didn't know it, the rest of the Ronins had been working with the police since the night Ryo was hospitalized.
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A few hours later, Sares found himself once again standing outside the Ronin's home. He watched angrily as a car pulled up and Ryo, Rowen, and Cye
got out. he told himself.
Sares set himself down and watched the window where he knew Ryo slept. He'd been doing his homework on the boy,
but he also just assumed that Ryo slept alone.
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Ryo recieved Rowen and Cye's phone call not long after the other two Ronins left. They wanted him to pick
them up at the bookstore in town. Rowen, typically, had bought an arm-full of books and even Cye had picked
up a few.
Immeasurably relieved at the thought of having someone to keep him company, Ryo had his friends home within a
half-hour of their call.
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Sage and Kento got home to find Rowen and Ryo curled up on the sofa, the TV blaring. Neither boy seemed to paying
it much attention, though, and both were lip-locked in each other's arms.
"Geez, you two, get a room!" Sage teased. Rowen and Ryo looked up sheepishly, twin blushes staining their cheeks.
Then Rowen put his mouth to Ryo's ear, whispering. Ryo smiled shyly and nodded. Rowen got up and held out his hand.
Ryo took it and Rowen hauled him to his feet. Together, they took Sage's advice, heading to the room Sares thought he had
all to himself.
As they walked up the stairs, Sage and Kento looked on in astonishment. Then Kento turned to Sage. "Now look what you
started," he accused.
Sage stared at him wide-eyed. "They weren't supposed to take me seriously!"
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Sares watched with pleasure as the last light in the mansion went out. It was just a little after ten.
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Cye tossed restlessly in his bed. He and Kento retired over an hour ago, and Kento had fallen asleep immediately after
they, well, after they spent a very energetic 30 minutes. But Cye hadn't been so lucky. This strange feeling kept
nagging him. It felt like something bad was going to happen, but premonitions were Sage's department, not his.
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Ryo slept peacefully in his lover's strong arms. Those arms kept the nightmares away when nothing else could bring
comfort.
Rowen gazed lovingly at the composed boy in his arms. Ryo looked so much younger when he slept. The years of pain,
the responsibility of a leader, the scars of abuse, they all fell away to reveal the carefree soul Ryo should have
been, if only Fate had conspired differently.
Rowen could never look long enough at his love, but soon sleep dragged him down into the sweet dreams of a man who
knows he is loved. Unfortunately, he fell asleep just in time to miss the faint sounds coming from downstairs.
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Sage had been dreaming up until just moments ago of the newest girl to catch his eye. He, unlike the rest of his
friends, found far more pleasure in a woman's body than a man's. But just as the dream started to get good, something
intruded into his sleep. He woke to hear what he thought were faint creaks on the stairs.
he thought with a malicious pleasure.
The locks had been simplicity itself to pick and he headed directly to where he knew Ryo's room was.
He held his breath as he passed the other Ronins rooms.
Finally, he reached the door to Ryo's room and carefully grabbed the knob, turning it slowly and inching his way forward.
He gave a start of suprise when he saw that there were two people in the bed, but then grinned with sick pleasure.
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Several police officers were pulling a late shift on the Sanada case. They'd been frustrated by Sares narrow escape and
were anxious to find him before he skipped town. The officers had had a streak of luck earlier that day and found an
apartment that Sares just vacated. They'd been going over it with a fine tooth comb ever since.
"Sir! Look at this," said a young officer excitedly. He held in his hands the pieces of a shredded photograph
of the victim in the case. "Somebody get me the number of those guys staying with the Sanada boy. And get a patrol
unit over to the house right away. It looks like this guy might not be through Ryo Sanada."
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Sares started violently at the sound of the phone ringing and swore to himself as he saw the blue-haired kids fly open.
Not giving Rowen any time to react to the stranger in the room, he flung
himself at the bed, a viciously long knife held at the ready.
Firestar
Part 7
Disclaimer: The Ronin Warriors are not mine, but I wish they were.
**************
Later that night, Ryo slept almost peacefully in his love's arms, too exhausted too dream. Rowen
tried to slip into sleep as well, but it proved futile and he was left contemplating what had happened
to Ryo.
The final part of Ryo's tale worried him more than all the others. He'd never even imagined that the
warrior of Wilfire might be suicidal. What if he attempted it again? From the looks the others had
given him, he knew they'd be increasingly watchful.
Rowen started as the warmth in his arms moved. Ryo's delicate blue eyes opened under Rowen's gaze.
They looked up at him lovingly, trustingly, and to his suprise and great delight, a tiny bit of the
courage and fire that had always resided in his fiery love had returned.
The two stared at eachother a long moment, as if they were trying to memorize every detail. Then slowly,
ever so slowly, they came together, and their questing lips met, drenching them both in fire. Rowen stopped
for a moment, breathless. "Are you sure-" Ryo cut him off with another kiss. "I'm sure. It'll be different
with someone I love." The rest of the night was not so peaceful, but it was even more memorable.
------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------
Several weeks passed, and although Ryo was still wracked with nightmares, there was alway someone there to
soothe them away. As time went on, the fire returned to his eyes and his laugh came more readily. Some days,
he was completely his old self, except now he was more open. But lurking in the backgroung, almost imperceptible,
was the breath of a fear. It niggled at the back of his mind, haunting him when he was alone. He could barely
stand it when the other Ronins left him by himself for even the briefest space of time.
Ryo found himself unable to drop his guard, to relax, because the fear whispered to him, reminding him of the last
time he allowed himself that freedom. Sares was still out there, and Ryo could never forget that.
------------------------------------------------------------ -----------------------------------------
"Hey Ryo! Me'n Sage are going into town. Ya mind being alone for awhile? Someone has to stay home by the phone
and wait for Rowen and Cye's call to get picked up."
Ryo hesitated and then yelled back at Kento. "Yeah, sure, I'll be fine."
Kento walked into the kitchen where Ryo was washing dishes. "We won't be gone too long. Cye's care is parked in
the driveway if Cye and Rowen call before we get back."
Ryo nodded in acknowledgement, not looking up from the sink. Still Kento didn't leave. "Are you sure you're okay
being alone? Sage and I can always put this off until tomorrow if you need us to."
"Kento, I said it before, I'll be fine. Besides, it'll be nice to have a bit of time to myself for a change."
"Okay then, we'll be back soon."
Ryo waved one soapy hand in acknowledgment. "Yeah, yeah, get outta here."
----------------------------------------------------------- -----------------------------------------
Once the door shut and he heard the car pull away, Ryo looked up from the dishes with tears in his eyes. "C'mon, get ahold
of yourself Ryo. You've got to get over this. The guys can't keep playing nursemaid to you forever." Ryo spoke quietly
to himself, trying to banish his fear of the empty house.
----------------------------------------------------------- -----------------------------------------
He swore to himself silently.
Sares was very angry. He should have gotten away easily, but the police had been working on the Sanada boy's
case tirelessly. Even the most stone-hearted officer had been affected by the atrocity of the crime. Although
Ryo didn't know it, the rest of the Ronins had been working with the police since the night Ryo was hospitalized.
---------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------
A few hours later, Sares found himself once again standing outside the Ronin's home. He watched angrily as a car pulled up and Ryo, Rowen, and Cye
got out. he told himself.
Sares set himself down and watched the window where he knew Ryo slept. He'd been doing his homework on the boy,
but he also just assumed that Ryo slept alone.
----------------------------------------------------------- -----------------------------------------
Ryo recieved Rowen and Cye's phone call not long after the other two Ronins left. They wanted him to pick
them up at the bookstore in town. Rowen, typically, had bought an arm-full of books and even Cye had picked
up a few.
Immeasurably relieved at the thought of having someone to keep him company, Ryo had his friends home within a
half-hour of their call.
------------------------------------------------------------ ----------------------------------------
Sage and Kento got home to find Rowen and Ryo curled up on the sofa, the TV blaring. Neither boy seemed to paying
it much attention, though, and both were lip-locked in each other's arms.
"Geez, you two, get a room!" Sage teased. Rowen and Ryo looked up sheepishly, twin blushes staining their cheeks.
Then Rowen put his mouth to Ryo's ear, whispering. Ryo smiled shyly and nodded. Rowen got up and held out his hand.
Ryo took it and Rowen hauled him to his feet. Together, they took Sage's advice, heading to the room Sares thought he had
all to himself.
As they walked up the stairs, Sage and Kento looked on in astonishment. Then Kento turned to Sage. "Now look what you
started," he accused.
Sage stared at him wide-eyed. "They weren't supposed to take me seriously!"
------------------------------------------------------ ----------------------------------------------
Sares watched with pleasure as the last light in the mansion went out. It was just a little after ten.
------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------
Cye tossed restlessly in his bed. He and Kento retired over an hour ago, and Kento had fallen asleep immediately after
they, well, after they spent a very energetic 30 minutes. But Cye hadn't been so lucky. This strange feeling kept
nagging him. It felt like something bad was going to happen, but premonitions were Sage's department, not his.
------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------
Ryo slept peacefully in his lover's strong arms. Those arms kept the nightmares away when nothing else could bring
comfort.
Rowen gazed lovingly at the composed boy in his arms. Ryo looked so much younger when he slept. The years of pain,
the responsibility of a leader, the scars of abuse, they all fell away to reveal the carefree soul Ryo should have
been, if only Fate had conspired differently.
Rowen could never look long enough at his love, but soon sleep dragged him down into the sweet dreams of a man who
knows he is loved. Unfortunately, he fell asleep just in time to miss the faint sounds coming from downstairs.
------------------------------------------------------ ----------------------------------------------
Sage had been dreaming up until just moments ago of the newest girl to catch his eye. He, unlike the rest of his
friends, found far more pleasure in a woman's body than a man's. But just as the dream started to get good, something
intruded into his sleep. He woke to hear what he thought were faint creaks on the stairs.
he thought with a malicious pleasure.
The locks had been simplicity itself to pick and he headed directly to where he knew Ryo's room was.
He held his breath as he passed the other Ronins rooms.
Finally, he reached the door to Ryo's room and carefully grabbed the knob, turning it slowly and inching his way forward.
He gave a start of suprise when he saw that there were two people in the bed, but then grinned with sick pleasure.
--------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------
Several police officers were pulling a late shift on the Sanada case. They'd been frustrated by Sares narrow escape and
were anxious to find him before he skipped town. The officers had had a streak of luck earlier that day and found an
apartment that Sares just vacated. They'd been going over it with a fine tooth comb ever since.
"Sir! Look at this," said a young officer excitedly. He held in his hands the pieces of a shredded photograph
of the victim in the case. "Somebody get me the number of those guys staying with the Sanada boy. And get a patrol
unit over to the house right away. It looks like this guy might not be through Ryo Sanada."
--------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------
Sares started violently at the sound of the phone ringing and swore to himself as he saw the blue-haired kids fly open.
Not giving Rowen any time to react to the stranger in the room, he flung
himself at the bed, a viciously long knife held at the ready.