Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Rock My World ❯ Requiem For Fallen Angels ( Chapter 11 )

Dc-chan: I couldn’t sleep for the past few days, this chapter was begging to be completed.

MCT: I wonder why

Dc-chan: It’s like a feeling you have nagging you in the back of your head that wants to be written…erm, typed…

MCT: That was me gnawing on your brain.

Dc-chan: Oh…>-<# You’re so mean!

MCT: X3

Disclaimed, although I own volumes 1-3 of Yu Yu Hakusho and lots of bubblegum.

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Chapter 11 of Rock My World

Requiem For Fallen Angels

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Her fingers crept over the old piano keys in the middle of the darkened room creating a truly sad melody which echoes off the walls. The tone was clear and crisp, every note played precisely and rang out with sorrow. It was a slow masterpiece which seeped into her heart as her bloodied hands continued playing. Under her breathe she sang in a low tune the words of the song which haunted her mind day in and day out. He voice was syrupy and ever so soft.

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“I wanted to you to feel

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Something that was never real

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I wanted to hear you lie

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As you held me as I cry

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I wanted to see your ghostly eyes

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When everything begins to wither and dies

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I wanted to smell your scent that filled my head

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But I soon learned everything about you was dead

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I wanted to taste your forlorn tears

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As I hid from all my tormenting fears…

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My abandoned angel long since forgotten

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You now lay festering and rotten

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Alone in darkness

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Your eternal and forsaken sanctuary

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You fell through the black sky

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From shadowed clouds up so high

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And we all know that fallen angels

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Have their bloody wings…

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You tried to hide from me

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But it was you who couldn’t see

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Dying to escape the pain

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As you lingered sorrow filled in the rain

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Haunting nightmares and agonizing your fate

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Cloak yourself in misery before it’s too late

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Kill yourself and bleed

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No one hears your worthless plead

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Vanish into eternity so you can finally rest in peace

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May your screaming forever cease…

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My abandoned angel long since forgotten

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You now lay festering and rotten

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Alone in darkness

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Your eternal and forsaken sanctuary

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You fell through the black sky

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From shadowed clouds up so high

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And we all know that fallen angels…

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Have their bloody wings…

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So fall

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And regret it all

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Drown in your crestfallen grin

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I know your past and where you’ve been

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Leave now and never return I beg you

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I want to paint this new world in rainbow hues

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I can see everything so clear

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The silent whisper that you were never here…”

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Her white hair, damp and moistened with her own blood, fell over her shoulders as her fingers played the last note which pierced through the darkness of her cell.

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A man emerged from the shadows behind her, his eyes hidden by the shadows of his black bangs. He clapped as he stepped forward then put a rough hand on her shoulder, “My cage bird, you sing so beautifully…your voice is like honey.”

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She bowed her head and her fingers dropped off of the keys leaving bloodstains. “Can I go home now?” She asked, her ghostly blue eyes finally once holding hope.

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However, he crushed it instantly, “Now, now my dear Hikaru.” He cupped her chin in his calloused hands and sneered down at her taking pleasure at how she winced inwardly from his gruff touch. He bent down and whispered into her ear, allowing his warm breath to blew against her neck, “Remember, now, I own you.” He stroked her falling tears away with his thumbs affectionately as the two separate beings were silent in the darkness.

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Kurama stood by his phone wearily wondering if he should dare to call her, Kira that is. She had just gotten back from Genkai’s and during her time away he had contemplated some things that were aggravating him like crazy such as feelings…for her. Despite her idiosyncrasies he had missed being in the presence of her loud and obnoxious company. He had gotten so used to her being at his home and pestering him, talking to him, teasing him and everything else she did that pissed him off. He tapped his fingers on the phone’s receiver idly.

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Suddenly it rang and he jumped at the ringing sound it emitted then berated himself afterwards as he picked it up.

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“MOSHIMOSHI!!!KURAMAIT’SMEKIRAANDIGOTBACKFROMGENKAI ’SYESTERDAY!!!WANNAHANGOUT?I‘MREALLYBOREDANDIDON‘TWANNAGO SHOPPINGWITHKAASAN!!!”

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She nearly blasted his eardrums as she screamed into the phone and said everything in one quick breath. Leave it to Kira to do some harm to him when she was over twenty blocks away.

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It took him a few minutes before the throbbing in his ears subsided before he replied, “Hai…that would be lovely…” That was just what he had on his mind too.

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“Ohh,” he heard her excited voice, “let’s go clubbing again at Tenshi!”

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He sweatdropped at the word ‘clubbing’ and instantly remembered the mosh pitting. He shuddered at the thought, “Wouldn’t you prefer to go out to dinner or something or maybe a nice movie?”-

“Iie,” she said on the other line crossly, “that sounds too much like a date Shu-kun.”

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He sighed into the receiver, “Well at least it’s safer…”

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“Iie,” she repeated, but then hastily added, “I could choke on a piece of popcorn at the movies, my shoes could get stuck to the sticky floors, I could slip in someone’s spilt beverage, the bathrooms may not be sanitary and I’ll contract some horrible disease from the toilets, I could be sat on by some fat guy who doesn‘t see that I‘m already sitting in the seat because the lights are too dim, I might-” (A/N: All those things have happened to me at a theatre…except for the bathroom one…but I read about some guy getting a disease from the theatre in the newspaper awhile ago, neh.)

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“Okay,” he cut her off disliking how she was listing all the unlikely things that could happen at a movie theatre, “we’ll go to Tenshi again.” He heard her give a satisfied squeal and held the phone away from his ear for protection grimacing at the situation he had gotten himself into…again. “Tonight, then?” He queried, his enthusiasm plummeting faster then a skydiver. So much for something romantic.

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“Hai,” her voice answered solemnly, noting mentally his worried tone despite how hard he was trying to hide it, “it’ll be like last time, but without Kuwabara, Yusuke and Hiei. But you can’t be such a wallflower this time, think of it as a reprieve from studying so hard Shu-kun.”

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“As opposed to you who hasn’t attended school since her first day, everyday to you is a reprieve from studying,” he sighed airily.

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“How do you know I haven’t been to school?” She asked then berated him, “It isn’t like you to partake is gossip…you aren’t getting concerned about my education are you? Don’t you dare start to give me a lecture, Kami-sama knows my kaasan loves to start that with me every time I’m in her earshot…”

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There was no point arguing with her, “So, I’ll see you tonight Kira.”

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Kira walked along the busy sidewalk to the club, occasionally brushing past or bumping into people on accident. The night had settled in about an hour ago and the nightlife of Japan seemed to come alive so quickly. It reminded her of New York sometimes and that a small smile curl on her lips.

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Her hair was woven into two French braids tonight tied at the ends with red hair ties. She wore a black sleeveless blouse with a pirate patch pinned on the front packet and silver denim jeans with the chain of her wallet dangling freely. For shoes she went with torn up black chucks. She didn’t want to seem like she was overdoing it, after all it wasn’t a date or anything, it was just a night to have fun.

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Despite it still being winter, some of the snow had melted rather quickly and any winter was better then a New York one to her.

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When Kurama came into her view she gasped inside her mind and felt her heart race. He was wearing battered jeans and a white t-shirt with a…leather jacket over it. A leather jacket, she drooled mentally in her mind, he looked so good in leather. Why didn’t he wear it more often? Why didn’t she know that he even owned one?

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He waved at her with a slightly smug smirk, “Ohayo.”

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Kira nodded in response eagerly, “Nice to see you wearing something other then your school uniform Kurama.” She said haughtily hiding a grin the best she could.

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They entered the club and Kira welcomed the loud beat of the music as the room vibrated from the stereos. It seemed much more intoxicating then it did last time. She eyed the mosh pit warily and stared at Kurama out of the corner of her brown eyes maliciously, it would be fun to push him into it again, but he seemed to have anticipated this thought.

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“Kira, don’t you dare,” he warned her loudly.

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She rolled her eyes and muttered, “Once a wallflower, always a wallflower.” The wheels in her head kept turning though, trying to decide how else to get him into some sort of chaos. Push him into the girl’s bathroom?-no, he looked too much like a girl for there to be an uproar about it.

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“We’re here to dance, aren’t we?” He smiled while pulling a long stem red rose out of his hair and handing it to her.

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Kira blushed deeply as she took the rose, not quite knowing how to react. She just stared blankly down at it and fingered it between her fingers for a few awkward moments before glancing up at him with a flushed expression, “This isn’t a date Kurama…” she reminded him quietly.

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“I know.”

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A bulky man sat in a huge black chair while staring at the monitors of various spots in the club, he was the Tenshi Club owner. Blonde hair was cascading to his shoulders and his golden eyes had a tint of malice in them. His white shirt wasn’t all the way buttoned up, leaving part of his chest exposed and his black leather pants were skin tight on his legs. He waved his hand in the air, “Namiko.”

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A young teenage girl appeared beside him shyly. Her light blue hair draped to the small of her back and lavender bangs reached down past her chin. Her dark blue eyes were hidden behind thick black brimmed glasses. Around her neck was a black chocker with a silver stone in it that matched her light purple button up blouse, black cargo pants and pastel blue sandals. Her silver bracelets around her wrists clanked together as she intertwined her fingers, “You called, Rakura-sama.” Namiko’s tone was bashful.

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“Hai,” he replied standing up and looking closer at one of the monitor’s. He pointed at a certain black haired and crimson banged teenager dancing with a kitsune, “Bring this one to me.”

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Namiko cocked her head to one side, but then nodded slowly. She had almost forgotten that she was in no position to refuse anything that he said, “Hai, Rakura-sama. I shall bring that one to you.” She bowed her head before whirling around to leave the dark room.

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He watched as his puppet left and then returned to watching the monitors, not hiding his satisfaction at all, “It is a blessing to have the daughter of one such as Toshihiro working for me no matter how unwillingly…” He snapped his fingers a female neko youkai dressed in a silky black dress came up to him and poured him a glass of what appeared to be red wine. Rakura took a huge gulp of the liquid before holding the half filled glass up to the light, “Ningen blood…despite how horrible those creature’s flesh taste to me, I can never get enough of virgin blood…”

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Dc-chan: *sneezes* Sorry this update took a little longer (and is kinda short), I’ve seem to have come down with a cold.

MCT: Then shouldn’t you be in bed sleeping and eating chicken noodle soup?

Dc-chan: In two days I’ve slept for 43 hours MCT, only waking up for meals and going to the bathroom.

MCT: *shakes head* You’re so lazy…

Dc-chan: Any who, for those who want to know *sneezes* I’m currently 14, turning 15 at the end of February *sneezes and falls over* z.Z

MCT: *drags Dc-chan back into bed hastily and tucks her in with plushies of her favorite bishies* Baka, trying to write with a cold…*returns* Cookies for Kaja!

Other: The poem that Hikaru sings is property of Dc-chan and if you steal it she will beat you down with her MALLET OF JUSTICE!!! Or she’ll bite you…

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