Ronin Warriors Fan Fiction ❯ Christmas Eve: The Past Returns ❯ Part 8 ( Chapter 8 )
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By: Firestar 
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Anime/Manga: Ronin Warriors Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.30.2001 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 395 | Status: Completed
The end.
Anime/Manga: Ronin Warriors Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.30.2001 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 395 | Status: Completed
Christmas Eve: The Past Returns
Firestar
Part 8
Disclaimer: Ronin Warriors not mine.
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Rowen was jerked out of the most peaceful sleep he'd had in weeks by the shrill ringing of the phone.
Blinking sleepily, he fumbled for the reciever, knocking it off it's stand.(It's one of the older models
with a cord.) He tried to pick it up off the floor, but then a heavy weight slammed into the bed.
Rowen gasped in shock as a trail of fire traced its way down his side, leaving behind a sticky, warm
wetness. Ryo was pinned beneath Rowen, struggling to get out from underneath his lover's body when he
felt the warmth making its way down his back and heard Rowen's pained breathing.
And then his worst nightmares came true as a pale face loomed over his in the darkness. "Hello boy.
I'm back. And this time is going to be even more fun. For me, at least." The voice was gravelly,
shocking Ryo into stillness.
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The young police officer stared at the phone in his hands. He'd heard what sounded like a struggle on
the other end. Then he turned to face his superior. "Sir! I think we have a problem."
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Cye jerked into a sitting position when he heard the crash in the next room. He'd almost drifted off
to sleep. Reaching over, he shook his companion's shoulder urgently. "Kento, wake up!"
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Sage was a naturally light sleeper and was out of his bed in a flash when the sound of something breaking
invaded his room. he thought frantically.
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Ryo would have stayed frozen like a statue if Rowen hadn't been in so much pain. It was obvious that
Sares' first rush had really hurt him. Ryo's first instinct was to run, as fast and as far as he could,
but he would not forsake Rowen. And as he glanced at his love, Ryo felt anger flooding through him,
burning away his fear.
"You should have stayed away Sares." Ryo's eyes glittered dangerously and his voice was full of suppressed
rage as he wormed his way out from beneath Rowen. Sares was taken aback by Ryo's unexpected defiance.
He'd been prepared for a boy cowering in fear. A boy who was broken...and easy prey.
For the first time in years, Sares felt just the tiniest bit of fear creep into his rotten heart. The defiant
young man stood proudly before him and to Sares' disbelieving eyes, flames seemed to dance faintly around him,
flaring with his anger. (A/N don't forget, he is the warrior of fire, even if he doesn't have his armor.)
But Sares shrugged it all off, disregarding his fear and the voice at the back of his mind telling him to flee.
After all, he was the one with the knife, and he'd beaten this boy senseless many times.
The twisted man forced his lips into a mocking smile. "So confident, boy? Don't you remember the last time we
played?"
A bitter smile stretched across Ryo's grim face. "I remember."
Sares felt a chill run down his spine and he took a step forward, preparing to play once more. He was interrupted,
however, when the door slammed open and three frantic young men came flying into the room.
Seeing he was more then outnumbered, Sares took advantage of the distraction they caused and grabbed the blue-haired
boy who lay just barely conscious on the bed.
The three boys pulled up short when they saw the creepy looking man holding a knife to Rowen's throat. Ryo's face lost
all expression as he stared at the cold steel menacing Rowen's throat. "Let him go, Sares," he demanded.
Sares just grinned and pressed the knife closer. "I'm not stupid, boy. If I can't have you, he should be entertaining
enough. Now just tell those fools by the door to step out of the way and I promise to let your boyfriend live. For now."
Ryo was all knotted up inside, his anger ready to explode, but he held it in check. He nodded shortly
to his friends who stepped, wide-eyed, out of the way.
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Rowen struggled to stay consious. He knew his life depended on taking the first opening Sares presented.
The warrior of air opened his saphire eyes cautiously, not wanting to catch Sares attention. Quickly, he
scanned the room, assesing the situation.
When he caught sight of Ryo's face, he felt tears start at the edges of his eyes. That cold, blank
expression imprinted itself on his heart. He knew then that his life was not the only one on the line. Ryo
was already blaming himself for this, and if Rowen died, he was sure Ryo would, too.
Rowen felt Sares making his way to the door, dragging his hostage with him. There wasn't anything Rowen could
do right then, the knife was held too firmly and too close. By all rights, Sares should have made a clean getway,
from the room at least, but he couldn't resist a parting jab.
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Sage looked on in horror as Rowen was drug from the room. Then, as his captor crossed the threshold, the man
turned to face Ryo mockingly. "I win, boy!" he taunted, but as he did so he pulled the knife away slightly,
not paying attention to his hostage.
Rowen didn't hesitate. He was moving even as the knife wobbled, grabbing Sares arm and pushing the evil
man away.
Ryo was moving also and when Sares staggered back, Ryo leapt forward, grabbing him mercilessly by the throat.
Sares swung his knife wildly, slicing it across Ryo's chest, but the raging young man didn't even flinch.
Beyond the point of mercy, of compassion, knowing only that this man had HURT him, had hurt his lover, and had
haunted his dreams for years, Ryo tore the knife from Sares' fist and plunged it into his stomach.
Sares' eyes bulged as the knife sliced through him and then he went limp. The hunter had become the hunted, and
what's more, the hunt was over. Sares sagged to the floor, dead before he even touched the carpeting.
Ryo stumbled back then, covered in blood, and fell to his knees. Tears came and he sobbed in a
strange mixture of relief, horror, and pain. Rowen walked over to his love, bending down next to him. Although
the movement was painful, Ryo needed him now.
Rowen took the blood-covered boy in his arms, cradling the shaking form. In the distance, police
sirens were faintly sounding.
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EPILOUGE
The police came then, too late. They took away the body and declared the case closed. Rowen and
Ryo's wounds were doctored and they both fell asleep on the couch downstairs just as the sun
was rising. Their room was destroyed. The lamp was shattered, the nightstand overturned,
and the carpet was soaked in blood. It would take awhile to repair, but Rowen and Ryo didn't plan
to return to it. They would move into the spare bedroom at the end of the hall.
When Ryo woke up late in the afternoon, he was pale and silent. But Rowen understood.
He took Ryo in his arms and whispered soothingly in his love's ear. "It's okay Ryo. It's over now,
and it was NOT your fault."
Ryo whispered back, just as quietly. "I know." Rowen smiled then, knowing everything would be okay.
Although it would take time and patience, his love would recover.
"Hey love, how 'bout we go try out that new bedroom now." Ryo smiled weakly, but smiled nonetheless.
"All right."
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Sage, Cye, and Kento watched the pair from the doorway of the kitchen. They'd been anxious about Ryo
but a collective sigh of relief sounded as the two headed up the stairs and smiles lit their faces.
Maybe the five heroes really could live happily ever after, even if the happy part came a bit late.
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A day later, the story leaked and made the headlines of every newspaper in the city. A girl
picked up the paper lying on her foster parents kitchen table and an incredulous look of astonishment
and relief spread across her face as tears welled up in her eyes.
Elsewhere, a young man was also reading the paper. His new wife walked into the living room to find
her husband in tears. "What's wrong love?" she asked in concern. He just looked at her and a joyful
smile crossed his face.
In yet another home, two teenage boys held the paper between them, reading it over and over. Tears
flowed down their faces and the older one turned to the younger, barely daring to believe the words
printed on the paper in his hand.
"It's finally over."
~Owari~
Firestar
Part 8
Disclaimer: Ronin Warriors not mine.
*****************
Rowen was jerked out of the most peaceful sleep he'd had in weeks by the shrill ringing of the phone.
Blinking sleepily, he fumbled for the reciever, knocking it off it's stand.(It's one of the older models
with a cord.) He tried to pick it up off the floor, but then a heavy weight slammed into the bed.
Rowen gasped in shock as a trail of fire traced its way down his side, leaving behind a sticky, warm
wetness. Ryo was pinned beneath Rowen, struggling to get out from underneath his lover's body when he
felt the warmth making its way down his back and heard Rowen's pained breathing.
And then his worst nightmares came true as a pale face loomed over his in the darkness. "Hello boy.
I'm back. And this time is going to be even more fun. For me, at least." The voice was gravelly,
shocking Ryo into stillness.
------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------
The young police officer stared at the phone in his hands. He'd heard what sounded like a struggle on
the other end. Then he turned to face his superior. "Sir! I think we have a problem."
-------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------
Cye jerked into a sitting position when he heard the crash in the next room. He'd almost drifted off
to sleep. Reaching over, he shook his companion's shoulder urgently. "Kento, wake up!"
------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------
Sage was a naturally light sleeper and was out of his bed in a flash when the sound of something breaking
invaded his room. he thought frantically.
----------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------
Ryo would have stayed frozen like a statue if Rowen hadn't been in so much pain. It was obvious that
Sares' first rush had really hurt him. Ryo's first instinct was to run, as fast and as far as he could,
but he would not forsake Rowen. And as he glanced at his love, Ryo felt anger flooding through him,
burning away his fear.
"You should have stayed away Sares." Ryo's eyes glittered dangerously and his voice was full of suppressed
rage as he wormed his way out from beneath Rowen. Sares was taken aback by Ryo's unexpected defiance.
He'd been prepared for a boy cowering in fear. A boy who was broken...and easy prey.
For the first time in years, Sares felt just the tiniest bit of fear creep into his rotten heart. The defiant
young man stood proudly before him and to Sares' disbelieving eyes, flames seemed to dance faintly around him,
flaring with his anger. (A/N don't forget, he is the warrior of fire, even if he doesn't have his armor.)
But Sares shrugged it all off, disregarding his fear and the voice at the back of his mind telling him to flee.
After all, he was the one with the knife, and he'd beaten this boy senseless many times.
The twisted man forced his lips into a mocking smile. "So confident, boy? Don't you remember the last time we
played?"
A bitter smile stretched across Ryo's grim face. "I remember."
Sares felt a chill run down his spine and he took a step forward, preparing to play once more. He was interrupted,
however, when the door slammed open and three frantic young men came flying into the room.
Seeing he was more then outnumbered, Sares took advantage of the distraction they caused and grabbed the blue-haired
boy who lay just barely conscious on the bed.
The three boys pulled up short when they saw the creepy looking man holding a knife to Rowen's throat. Ryo's face lost
all expression as he stared at the cold steel menacing Rowen's throat. "Let him go, Sares," he demanded.
Sares just grinned and pressed the knife closer. "I'm not stupid, boy. If I can't have you, he should be entertaining
enough. Now just tell those fools by the door to step out of the way and I promise to let your boyfriend live. For now."
Ryo was all knotted up inside, his anger ready to explode, but he held it in check. He nodded shortly
to his friends who stepped, wide-eyed, out of the way.
------------------------------------------------------------- -----------------------------------------
Rowen struggled to stay consious. He knew his life depended on taking the first opening Sares presented.
The warrior of air opened his saphire eyes cautiously, not wanting to catch Sares attention. Quickly, he
scanned the room, assesing the situation.
When he caught sight of Ryo's face, he felt tears start at the edges of his eyes. That cold, blank
expression imprinted itself on his heart. He knew then that his life was not the only one on the line. Ryo
was already blaming himself for this, and if Rowen died, he was sure Ryo would, too.
Rowen felt Sares making his way to the door, dragging his hostage with him. There wasn't anything Rowen could
do right then, the knife was held too firmly and too close. By all rights, Sares should have made a clean getway,
from the room at least, but he couldn't resist a parting jab.
------------------------------------------------------------- -----------------------------------------
Sage looked on in horror as Rowen was drug from the room. Then, as his captor crossed the threshold, the man
turned to face Ryo mockingly. "I win, boy!" he taunted, but as he did so he pulled the knife away slightly,
not paying attention to his hostage.
Rowen didn't hesitate. He was moving even as the knife wobbled, grabbing Sares arm and pushing the evil
man away.
Ryo was moving also and when Sares staggered back, Ryo leapt forward, grabbing him mercilessly by the throat.
Sares swung his knife wildly, slicing it across Ryo's chest, but the raging young man didn't even flinch.
Beyond the point of mercy, of compassion, knowing only that this man had HURT him, had hurt his lover, and had
haunted his dreams for years, Ryo tore the knife from Sares' fist and plunged it into his stomach.
Sares' eyes bulged as the knife sliced through him and then he went limp. The hunter had become the hunted, and
what's more, the hunt was over. Sares sagged to the floor, dead before he even touched the carpeting.
Ryo stumbled back then, covered in blood, and fell to his knees. Tears came and he sobbed in a
strange mixture of relief, horror, and pain. Rowen walked over to his love, bending down next to him. Although
the movement was painful, Ryo needed him now.
Rowen took the blood-covered boy in his arms, cradling the shaking form. In the distance, police
sirens were faintly sounding.
-------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------
EPILOUGE
The police came then, too late. They took away the body and declared the case closed. Rowen and
Ryo's wounds were doctored and they both fell asleep on the couch downstairs just as the sun
was rising. Their room was destroyed. The lamp was shattered, the nightstand overturned,
and the carpet was soaked in blood. It would take awhile to repair, but Rowen and Ryo didn't plan
to return to it. They would move into the spare bedroom at the end of the hall.
When Ryo woke up late in the afternoon, he was pale and silent. But Rowen understood.
He took Ryo in his arms and whispered soothingly in his love's ear. "It's okay Ryo. It's over now,
and it was NOT your fault."
Ryo whispered back, just as quietly. "I know." Rowen smiled then, knowing everything would be okay.
Although it would take time and patience, his love would recover.
"Hey love, how 'bout we go try out that new bedroom now." Ryo smiled weakly, but smiled nonetheless.
"All right."
---------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------
Sage, Cye, and Kento watched the pair from the doorway of the kitchen. They'd been anxious about Ryo
but a collective sigh of relief sounded as the two headed up the stairs and smiles lit their faces.
Maybe the five heroes really could live happily ever after, even if the happy part came a bit late.
------------------------------------------------------------ ----------------------------------------
A day later, the story leaked and made the headlines of every newspaper in the city. A girl
picked up the paper lying on her foster parents kitchen table and an incredulous look of astonishment
and relief spread across her face as tears welled up in her eyes.
Elsewhere, a young man was also reading the paper. His new wife walked into the living room to find
her husband in tears. "What's wrong love?" she asked in concern. He just looked at her and a joyful
smile crossed his face.
In yet another home, two teenage boys held the paper between them, reading it over and over. Tears
flowed down their faces and the older one turned to the younger, barely daring to believe the words
printed on the paper in his hand.
"It's finally over."
~Owari~