Ronin Warriors Fan Fiction ❯ Love's Flaring Light ❯ Nightmares ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: I have no connection to the Ronin Warriors or the Samurai Troopers. I simply wanted to write a fanfiction about them.

WARNING: This is a yaoi fanfiction.

So if you do not like that type of relationship or if you cannot handle mature situations, please do not read any farther. I will not accept any flames for this fanfic. You have been warned. Any comments or suggestions can be directed to bhollan2@hotmail.com Thanks I appreciate it. Oh and this symbol ~ denotes a dream sequence.

The forest called to his soul. He yearned for the soft comfort of the mossy ground, the cool comfort of the shady trees, and the gurgling of the stream that curled a meandering path throughout the woods. Striding up to the waterfall that hid amongst the rocks, he let the water mist his face before settling himself on a large boulder along the shore. Closing his violet eyes, he leaned back on the boulder feeling the warmth of the evening sun shining on his upturned face. A gentle smile played across his lips as he drifted off into dreamland, unaware of the lone figure who stood watching from afar.

Touma regarded the slender figure from his perch in a nearby tree. A wishful look flickered briefly across his face before once again turning impassive. He simply loved to watch Seiji when he came out to the forest. Seiji always looked so much at peace in this place and Touma longed to be a part of the tranquility. He enjoyed the way the sun glinted off of his friend's blond hair as a halo of light shimmered around the golden figure.

Unconsciously flexing his fingers, Touma ached to run his hands through those golden strands. But that was forbidden, except in rare moments when Seiji was left unguarded. Sighing, Touma dropped from his perch making no noise as he landed on the moss covered ground. Turning away from temptation, he began to head toward the mansion, running straight into Shin. "Shin . . ." he whispered. "What are you doing here?"

The auburn haired young man looked up at Touma with a knowing smile. He had seen the archer perched in the tree when he was coming to get Seiji for dinner. He could feel the longing that Touma was desperately trying to hide, and he also knew that Seiji had been watching Touma for quite some time. Grinning catlike, he said, "Oh hi, Touma. You startled me. I was just coming to get Seiji for dinner. But I don't want to disturb him." Shin paused slightly, letting his eyes flicker toward the reposed figure by the waterfall before slowly returning his gaze back to Touma's dark blue eyes. "I think I'll go now." Shin started to head back to the house, when Touma's voice stopped him.

"Shin, wait! Aren't you even going to try to wake him up? He needs to eat too ya know." Touma was desperately trying to piece together Shin's odd behavior.

"Yeah, I know. But since you're here, I thought that you could wake him up. You don't mind do you?" Shin asked casually, a ghost of a smile shimmering on his lips.

Touma's eyes flickered with suppressed emotion before he turned back to Seiji's prone figure. "I guess not. We'll be there in a little while."

"All right." Shin started to walk back to the mansion but stopped after only going a couple of feet. Slipping behind the trunk of a rather large oak, Shin watched as Touma approached the golden figure. The last rays of the evening sun were bathing the warrior of courtesy in an unearthly glow. 'Oh, this is going to be good' he thought to himself. He had been helping Seiji with some of his nightmares that had been plaguing him lately, and in doing so, he had inadvertently seen a dream of Touma and Seiji in a rather interesting position. Shin wondered if that dream was about to become a reality as he watched Touma kneel beside Seiji.

'How do I let myself get talked into these things?' Touma asked himself silently. Shaking his head, he wondered briefly what was going on with Shin. Being the bearer of wisdom, he hated it when others left him stupefied, as Shin had done a minute ago. For the life of him he could not understand the weird glances Shin kept giving himself and Seiji. Kneeling beside the warrior of light, Touma leaned over him, preparing to shake Seiji's shoulder when Seiji whispered something incomprehensible. Leaning closer still, Touma struggled to make out the garbled words. He was listening so intently that he did not notice when Seiji turned on his side, his hand reaching unconsciously for Touma until it was too late. Touma laid trapped within the other warriors' embrace. Startled, Touma struggled to get loose but Seiji was still trapped within the throes of his nightmare, and only tightened his hold on the archer.

~ Crying Touma's name softly, Seiji began to panic when he received no answer. His violet eyes searching frantically over the battle-scarred earth looking for a hint of blue amongst the carnage. 'Oh God no. Please let me find him. He can't be dead.' Seiji cried silently. He can't be among this destruction but Seiji feared it was so.

He and Touma had been coming home from a wonderful afternoon when the doors to the dynasty had opened before them, sucking them up. They landed in a clearing full of wildflowers but something had not been right. Red eyes were glowing all around them. They had no escape and no means to get back to the mortal realm. They would have to fight. Calling upon their armors, they stood back to back as the dark shapes moved toward them. Seiji did the best he could to protect Touma. His blue haired friend often faired better at long range combat instead of in close quarters but the things, for they were things, he knew not of a better description, were gradually putting a wedge between the two warriors. Then, a flash of intense pain hit Seiji in the back of the head and his world went black.

A few hours later, Seiji groaned as he came to, only to realize that the field had been completely decimated and that Touma was nowhere in sight. Feeling the warm blood trickling into his collar, he grimaced, wondering what had happened. He was still alive which shouldn't be the case, but if Touma were dead he no longer wanted to continue living. Stumbling through the ravaged landscape, he screamed as he saw Touma's lifeless form laying several meters to his right. His bow had been broken and it laid useless in Touma's lifeless grip. "TOUMA!!!!!" Running to his friend, he cradled the lifeless body that was once his friend as tears streamed down his face. ~

Screaming Touma's name once again, Seiji jerked awake with a gasp. A pair of dark blue eyes was staring concernedly down at him. Startled to see Touma's eyes right above his own, Seiji jerked away from his friend, upsetting Touma unto his rump. Seiji stared wide eyed at what he assumed was an apparition. Touma couldn't possibly be alive. He had cradled his lifeless body against his chest. Backing up in fear and incomprehension, Seiji turned and ran from his bewildered friend.