Tsubasa Chronicle Fan Fiction ❯ Everyone Must Face the Dark ❯ The Demon ( Chapter 3 )

So welcome to chapter three. This chapter is more from Kurogane's point of view. I personally am a 75% Kurogane like and 25% Fai. I understand Kuro better so more of the story is from his point of view. Besides he's sexy so who cares? :D

 

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Fai opened his eyes regretfully. He wanted to sleep more. He felt drained of all he possessed. How had he let himself become so run down? He moved his left arm and was painfully reminded of the ninja. He had taken an arrow for him. Fai opened his eyes wide with shock. He had never been a sacrificial person. He tended to look after himself and then others, but here he was, wounded for no reason.

 

Fai marveled at this new character trait. Was he going to be heroic now, the first to fight and take the lead? No, that was more of Kuro-kichi's thing. Fai didn't mind helping out and fighting but he refused to be a martyr. He didn't want to die, not even for a good cause.

 

This arrow business was a special event it seemed. A grunt to his right made him turn over. The swordsman was half on his bed asleep, holding his hand between two of his own. Fai heart raced with this contact. He was panicking. What did this mean? Why did he save the man's life? He had armor on and was fully capable of taking care of himself. A small voice in his head was scolding that he knew that wasn't true. An unconscious warrior is just as helpless as anyone else. But why did he save the raven haired man?

 

Suddenly he felt a magical force pressing on him. Scared that it may he who sleeps beneath the waves, he tensed.

 

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Kurogane sense motion in the caught and opened his eyes with a snap. He looked up to sea the ocean from his dreams. The warrior blushed slightly, withdrawing one of his rough hands to run in through his night-like spikes. He was too happy the mage awakened to notice how distressed he was at first. About to brush a golden lock from those ocean eyes he saw the fear within them.

 

“Are you all right? What happened?” he asked, concerned. He put extra care in making his voice soft. The mage looked so horror stroke he wanted nothing to do with alarming him further. The blonde took back his hand slowly and turned over with obvious pain, facing away from the warrior. Kurogane started to turn red in embarrassment and rage.

 

“You could at least do me the curtsey of telling me what the hell I am!”

 

He turned away from the mage to regain his control. The man was injured and he shouldn't be yelling at within minutes of him waking up. Kurogane looked over him to see he was growing more pale as he stood there. It was as if the blonde man was being drained. The swordsman didn't care very much about the distance the elegant patient had evoked between them. Kurogane caressed his pale skin.

 

“How can I help you fight this?” he was a warrior after all. He new something was wrong and that fighting is what was needed.

 

“Mokona…” was all that slipped between those pale lips before the mage fell into his own darkness. Kurogane sat back down on the floor. There was nothing he could do but wait and it killed him. What was wrong with his companion?

 

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Fai was in his own dream world. It was filled with red clouds and black glossy stones. He reached from his lying down position to touch one of the rocks and was surprised to find it warm. This place was so warm, he loved it. It had a certain edge to it but Fai loved it. He lay on his back enjoying the way the rough but still soft soil hugged his body.

 

He thought is may be a new world but quickly thought otherwise. He had been here before but he couldn't say when or even why. Maybe this is the kind of place people go when they meditate. Fai was not very certain how it worked but he had often watched the warrior slip into his own mind, becoming oblivious to the world around him yet it seemed still very aware. He was always exactly an hour even though he never moved or checked the time. Fai had been fascinated by it at first but quickly got bored.

 

It was an excellent opportunity to watch the ninja without having something thrown or being chased. Fai knew he deserved it though. The mage did pester the poor man beyond sanity. It was just too much fun to seem him freak. Now it was different though. He wanted to put as much distance between the two as he could. They were getting too close and Fai didn't want that.

 

Long ago he swore never to be close to anyone again. It only ended in pain and suffering. He really liked the poor warrior, and for that reason he must run again. He must protect Kuro-tan from himself. What if he lost control like last time? His mark was gone so there nothing holding him back.

 

The air around him grew cold. A frigid flake landed on his cheek as he shivered. What was going on? He rolled over to see himself, but different. It was a 14 year old Fai, kneeling in a pile of ash, naked and weeping. Fai's heart stopped as he remembered the night his life changed. His inner nightmares took shape and all he could do was lie there and watch as a demon entered his youthful life a second time. A dark form laid a cloak on the young Fai shoulders before turning and looking at him. The shadowy figure was exactly who Fai thought it would be, his king, Ashura.

 

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This chapter was a little shorter but I fell it more impact plot-wise. Fai has such a mysterious past I couldn't help but make one for him. I actually don't know how the real tsubasa story ends because Canada is slow in getting the manga. I am on the verge of having a stroke because I have to wait until March to get book 12. I am going crazy and if anyone spoils it for me I just might die. My point, there are no intentional spoilers in this. I'm good at predicting how stories will end but I don't actually know. I am just writing to relieve myself of a potential stroke. :D