Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Suicide's Intent ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )
I don't own Weiß. I still wish I did because like always I would have more creative freedom than this… unless it came to drawing…>.<
Italics- thoughts as usual
Aya drifted aimlessly through a darkened void. His thoughts were a jumbled turmoil as he fell steadily within the never ending abyss. He continued to descend for what seemed like an eternity when he finally came to a stop. He gazed down to see what had halted his progression. An endless field of stars lay below his feet, causing the red head to feel slightly dizzy at their sight. So, this is hell, thought his mind when the turmoil from within died.
He looked around to gain better knowledge of his surroundings and to stop himself from looking down. Everywhere was blackness, except for in the distance. A bright white light flared like a beacon guiding him homeward. As he stood there taking in his surroundings, a figure appeared out of nowhere.
Reiji Takatori stood there smirking at Aya.
"So, what do we have here? Why, it's the mighty Ran Fujimiya. What are you doing here? Oh, wait, I remember now. You committed suicide," he taunted Aya. "What? Couldn't handle life after you finally extracted your revenge on me?"
"Takatori…" Aya growled low in his throat as he glared at the man who had once destroyed his life.
"I should have killed you when I had the chance, back then. By the way, how's your sister doing? Has she awakened from her coma yet?" He said off handedly.
Aya clenched his fists in anger and lunged at the still smirking figure of Takatori. As he was about to connect his fist to his deceased enemy's face, Aya felt himself pass right through the grinning man.
Reiji let out a bark of laughter at Aya's failed attempt at harming him.
Aya stared at Takatori in surprise. I… went straight through him. How's that possible? He asked himself. Something dawned within his mind. Is spending eternity with him my punishment for being Weiß?
"You flatter yourself too much, Fujimiya," Takatori said in disgust. "You don't even deserve being near me."
Aya looked at his enemy again. So it seems like he can read my mind, he thought as he studied the man again.
"Of course I can read your mind, you moron," Takatori said heatedly. He smiled again. "You never answered my question, though. How is your sister doing?"
Aya's teeth ground with frustration as he prepared to strike the smiling man once more.
"It's none of your damn business, how my sister is," Aya snarled out as he charged at him again. This time, instead of passing right through Takatori, he misjudged the power of his punch and fell off balance, landing face down on the floor.
Reiji let out another bark of laughter. "You're so pathetic, haven't you realized by now, that no matter what you do, you can't harm me. I created you after all, gave you life. There's nothing you can do to get rid of me. I'm a part of you."
Aya sat up and glared at the old man. The fire burning within the depths of his violet eyes grew larger as did his anger. His eyes widened as Takatori disappeared as quickly as he had appeared.
Aya stood up and started to brush himself off. He stopped when he realized how asinine it was, since there was no dust on him. He glanced around once more, to make sure that Takatori wouldn't jump out at him. Since he was alone still, he found his gaze being drawn to the white light.
Unconscious of his actions, Aya started to head towards the light. Walking towards the light it grew brighter and bigger with each passing step he took. As he continued his trek towards the light, an outline of a figure appeared within the distance abruptly blocking his path to the light.
He caught sight of the shape and slowed down, mentally and physically preparing him if it just happened to be Takatori coming back for another round of "taunt the Fujimiya". The distance between the two figures decreased. After a while, Aya could make out a distinct shape about the figure. It was obviously lacking the shape of the man who had tried to browbeat Aya earlier.
It was a slender young woman around the age of 18. Blackish-purple hair hung around her shoulders in two pigtails. Aya gasped slightly as recognition passed through him stopping him in his tracks.
"Aya," he whispered her name as he looked at her.
"Ran-niichan," she said to him. "What have you done to yourself? Why have you dishonored our family so?"
"Aya, I can explain," Ran began. "I only wished to pay Takatori back for the suffering he caused you and me."
"I'm not talking about that, onii-chan," she said. "I'm talking about that." She pointed at Aya's wrists.
He glanced down at where she was pointing and noticed the previously unseen slashes that ran along his wrists. There was a slow trickle of blood coming from them. After gazing at them in comprehension for a few minutes, he looked back up at his sister.
"Aya…" Ran tried to begin, but couldn't. A thought flashed in his mind. Aya's dead? When did this happen? How long have I been dead? He looked at his sister, disbelief flashing in his eyes. "No this isn't true, your not dead Aya."
"How do you know that onii-chan? You could have been falling for days, weeks, months or even years. Time has no meaning within this realm. This is the halfway point between life and death. Below us is life the unending starry field and above us is death the eternal blackness consuming our souls."
"I don't understand," Ran said as he looked at her.
"I was afraid of that, onii-chan," she said. "Right now you are in between life and death. You must decide which way you are to go. You can go back to what was once your life, back to the killing, back to the one who holds your sanity within his grasp, or you can completely forsake them all and spend eternity with in this blackness. Your mind your only comfort in the unending cycle of death, waiting to be reborn once again. With this last choice though, there is no promise of being near the ones you loved ever again. That is for the fates to decide."
"What if I don't believe in fates or in destiny?" he asked.
"That is for you to believe, onii-chan," she answered. "I'm not the one to decide which you should and should not believe in."
"Aa."
"It's time for me to go now," she said softly. "Remember choose wisely the path upon which to take."
Ran watched as his sister disappeared from sight. Swallowing back the tears, he thought back over what she had said to him. What have I to live for? Killing? What makes that worth living? He asked himself as he cast his thoughts back, searching for what could possibly give him a reason to continue living. One person flashed through his mind, Ken. Ken smiling, laughing, laying in bed asleep with his arms wrapped around Aya.
Aya stared at the spot vacated by his sister. Comprehension dawned on him. He realized then what he should decided. He raced towards the light and prayed to whatever gods heard him that he made the right decision.
Aya slowly opened his eyes and heard in someone speaking.
"Doctor I think he's waking up," someone said besides him.
Aya felt the rustle of someone moving closer to him. His eyes opened fully and saw a young woman standing over him.
"Ah, good to see you awake Mr. Fujimiya, I'm Doctor Garrison," she said. "I'm just going to give you a run down on how you are here. You tried to commit suicide, you missed your major arteries so you'll be all right on that account. You also experienced a mild concussion from the fall. Now I must go inform your friends."
She walked out of the room leaving Aya alone.
Aya lay there staring up at the ceiling. As he lay there, he thought over the dream he had. Minutes passed as he rested on the bed. He was about to fall back asleep when he heard muffled sounds coming from outside his door. He turned his eyes towards the door waiting for the person outside to come in.
Author's… Ok screw this I'm a woman for the sake of the gods, so to start over again.
Authoress' notes: Heh, gomen for this cliff hanger, I just didn't want this chapter to be TOO long. Yes the next chapter will have those two talking and some. Anyway, I still wish to thank everyone who has reviewed… I hope you've enjoyed this chapter to. Thanks again for reading.