| Title: Of Past and Present Author: Kitsune Spirit Warnings: DEATH, ANGST, MURDER, sad romance. R-NC-17 Part 17 ~ souls entwined will never be seperated~ Kala-nesh rushed back from town. Today was Zesians 20th birthday and he had gotten up early to go into town and get his present. After his own birthday he wanted to give Zesian something to last forever. He had ordered a ring from a merchant he had found one week, it had arrived just a week earlier. It was a simple gold ring but etched onto it was both of their names in Kanji. Along with that was sake and candy, he didn�t think his life could be better. As he approached the cabin, a shiver ran through him. The cabin door was wide open as he parked the bike he grabbed his items, he walked in and felt his blood run cold. �Zesian?� came the whispered reply, he dropped his items and ran to the middle of the room lying on the floor was his love, clutching his stomach. All colour drained from his face. �Zesian? What happened?� he knelt next to him and pulled him up, Zesians hands slid off limply and Kala-nesh saw the blood. �Oh my god Zesian, what happened. Zesian god no�. He clutched the other man in his arms pulling him to his chest, his hand going to the wound, pulling off the cloth. �Oh kami� he cried. The wound was thick, seeping blood; Zesian was close to losing consciousness �what happened! Who did this!� Kala-nesh cried, /oh god what do I do, you can�t die, please no I can�t lose you/ �Zesian please speak to me, you can�t die, you can�t leave me, it�s not fair. I LOVE YOU; you can�t leave me here alone. I�m nothing without you�. Zesian cried out at his loves grief. �It doesn�t matter�. Kala-nesh it�s the way it has to be, I�m dying�. �Wait I can heal you, I can�. Kala-nesh ran his hands over the wounds, closing his eyes concentrating. /come on, you can do this goddamn it/ he sat and concentrated, opening his eyes he felt the tears spring forth. �I can�t! I can�t do it, I�m so sorry, Zesian. I can�t�please don�t die I need you�. Zesian reached a blood-coated hand to his love's cheek, whispering softly to him. "We will be re-united in the next life, my love� he whispered gently as his hand fell from its position, leaving a blood stained trail and his eyes closed. �Noooooooooooooo!� came the sob from the Kala-nesh as he clutched the body to his own, rocking back and forth as the tears flowed from his closed eyes. He hadn't cried for over six years, and now the tears came freely. Gently, he placed the body to the ground; leaning over he kissed the cold lips, stroking the silky black hair. �I love you, I love you so much. Why would someone do this to you? WHY!!!!�. He collapsed, leaning over Zesian holding his hands crying softly into his hair, his sobs wracked his body. �Wait for me Zesian, I�m coming for you�. Walking over to his forgotten packages, he opened Zesians gift placing it on his hand. �We will always be together Zesian, in this life and the next�. He stood up, coming to rest at the fireplace where he withdrew Zesian's katana. His feet led him back to the body, and he knelt over it. Closing his eyes he positioned the blade over his heart. �Ai shiteru, Zesian� he whispered as he slowly drew the sword back and rammed it into his own chest. The sob of pain racked through him filling the room. He slumped down over the body, falling to his knees as he swiftly pulled the katana out, blood flowing freely from the wound, soaking his kimono. Grasping his love's hand, he let the darkness surround him. "Forever,� he whispered as death took him. As the wind howled outside there was no one left to see the figure in the shadows, a glint of a katana darkened with blood as it was slid back into its sheath. The sun reflected off of a metalic eyepatch, the shadowed figure smirking. �Mission accomplished� the person whispered. �Never cross Hawiga, you might get hurt�. The man laughed as he disappeared, returning a deathly silence over the area, where not even the birds chirped as if in morning for the ones that had died. No one discovered the bodies until Lo-ki came to visit a few days later with a birthday gift. He opened the door and was almost sick. Zesian lay in Kala-neshs arms, hands intertwined, a katana cast away, blood darkened surrounding them, marking where they lay. He cried hot tears for them both. He didn�t know what had happened but the site brought him to his knees. He had first lost Zanan and now his brother and his friend. He cried until he was raw before going to the tool shed, taking a spade he began to dig in the garden, a hole for both. He buried them together, marking it with a prey of forever love. He whipped away his tears as he left, leaving a single rose atop the grave. �I hope you�ll find each other again my friends� he whispered. �I will never forget you�, and for each year after he took care of the grave, placing flowers from Zesians much loved garden atop it, until he himself was no-more. |