Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ A Place for Us to Dream ❯ Living at the Speed of Light ( Chapter 13 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Chapter Thirteen: Living at the Speed of Light:
Aki opened his eyes and looked around.
“Master?” he asked.
“No,” a voice said. The kitsune turned. Hisoka stood
inches away. Aki looked surprised at first and then smirked.
“So that was your plan all along,” he said. “Are
you going to finish me off?”
Hisoka didn't answer. Aki shook his head.
“And what of him?” he asked. “Are you going to
kill him too?”
No answer.
“Not talking, huh?” the kitsune asked. “Fine by
me.” He changed into his human form.
“Much better,” he said. Hisoka watched in silence. Aki
frowned.
“Are you really not going to talk?” he asked.
“Lame.” The kitsune sighed.
“Oh well,” he said. “Doesn't matter to me. How
long have I done this?” Aki shook his head.
“God, I don't know,” he said. “I don't care
anymore.” Hisoka studied Aki for himself. The young man's
body looked normal at first. He had on long white robes. His feet
didn't touch the ground. Was it normal for someone, anyone to have
eyes that silver?
But, the cracks started to show.
Aki's skin was literally cracked. Hisoka could see the blood,
veins, and bones in his body. The kitsune's skin looked like
powder.
“Does it hurt?” Hisoka asked. Aki about fell
backwards.
“Excuse me?” he asked.
“Are you okay?” the shinigami asked. “Does it
hurt?” The kitsune smirked.
“Well what do you know? You can talk after all,” he
said. “And yeah. It does hurt, but only a little.” The
kitsune touched his ribs.
“It's not over, you know?” he asked. “There are
still the elders. They are super pissed. Killing off their children
at high rates.” Aki shook his head.
“I pity you all,” he said. “You won't win.”
He sat down on the ground. Hisoka stood watching.
Fifteen more minutes.
Did it have to be that long? Hisoka could feel the creature dying.
Aki looked up at him.
“You feel it too, don't you?” he asked. “You're
empathist, aren't you?” Hisoka dared not to react. The whole
time he kept count. How many minutes left? Aki narrowed his
eyes.
“You won't win this, you know?” he asked.
“There's too many of us to kill Mother knows that. You're
years too late, you know? Why even bother?”
“He loves her,” was all Hisoka would say. Aki
smirked.
“Heh,” he said. “Lucky bastard.” The
kitsune laid down on the ground. Hisoka still watched him. Aki's
skin was breaking now. Blood seeped through his robes. His fingers
were crumbling. The kitsune started laughing. He looked like he
would say something, but no sound came out. Aki reached out to
touch Hisoka, but stopped. Instead, the kitsune said his final
words.
“You will never end this war,” he said. Aki closed his
eyes and went limp. Hisoka checked his pulse. The kitsune's body
changed back to its original form. Hisoka looked up at the endless
black sky. He closed his eyes. The darkness faded away.
“Hisoka!” someone yelled. The shinigami looked up to
see Tsuzuki holding Yasuo by the collar and grinning.