True Feelings
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Descendents of Darkness/Yami No Matsuei › General
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Chapters:
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Category:
Descendents of Darkness/Yami No Matsuei › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
23
Views:
7,619
Reviews:
84
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Descendants of Darkness (Yami no Matsuei), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Sweets & Photos
Hey, guys. Sorry for the long ass wait. I got a bad case of the laziness. I had the story written in my notebook but never was in the mood to type it up. Anyway, I got back in the mood a bit to type up more so I should have another out soon.
And you know what else sucks. I like to make my stories match the anime/manga and I just got vol.8 manga. I have an urge to go back and change Muraki\'s past a bit, but a friend told me it was bad news to do it. Oh well.
Disclaimer: I don\'t own YnM in anyway.
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Tsuzuki walked to the bedroom and searched for his clothes. They were no where to be found so he went into the doctor’s closet and got something to wear.
He walked to the kitchen, now fully clothed and opened the fridge. Inside there was a white box and nothing else. \' Geez... isn’t there anything else to pick from. How the hell did he get all the food for the dinners if he never came in with any bags?.......oh well; better not question or it might taste bad,\' Tsuzuki thought scrunching his face with disgust.
He took out the box and turned it to read what was written. The box had the words ‘Heaven’s Bakery’ written in pink. The amethyst eyed man walked out to the porch walking out no bothering to test if it was safe. Bird’s chirping their songs, and rustling of tree’s leaves took the ease off everything that entered it’s domain.
Tsuzuki walked out to the tree and looked up into it. A smile spread across his face as seeing that one of the branches hung low enough to the ground for him to reach. He grabbed the branch and lifted himself up with little difficulty due to the box of sweets.
Settling himself against the tree he opened the box. His eyes shown brightly as he scanned the box over. Caramel apple cakes, strawberry tarts, and his favorite: apple pies filled the box to the top. Trying to keep his excitement contained enough so he didn’t fall from the tree, he picked up the first piece of apple pie.
Sniffing it lightly to see if it was real, he smelled apples with a light mix of cinnamon. Licking his lips he bit into the pie and the flavors came floating across his tongue.
He finished the box except for the last piece of apple pie. Tsuzuki gave the last piece a teary look before finishing it off as well. The dark haired guardian dropped the box on the ground and looked up relaxed. Tsuzuki noticed a birds nest was up on one of the higher branches. He got up and climbed up to the branch to look into the nest. A patch of sunlight shown down on the nest warming it. Inside was a baby bird; it had feathers but looked too young to fly.
The bird noticed this big thing close to it and hopped slowly to it not knowing any better. Tsuzuki backed up a bit not wanting to touch the bird in fear of it’s mother no longer wanting it’s baby. The baby still coming closer to him stopped at the edge of the nest. The bird cocked it’s head and hopped off the edge of the nest trying to get closer.
The shinigami quickly trust his hands out, cupping them to catch the bird. The bird landed softly in his hands and kept flapping it’s wings as if it were still falling. After a bit the bird stilled itself and looked up at the human. Tsuzuki brought the bird up to his face.
“ Your so cute and a pretty bird.”, the guardian said not attempting to touch the bird anymore then he already had. After lifting it to the nest and placing it inside, Tsuzuki went back to where he was resting in the tree.
He closed his eyes and thought about the things Muraki had in store for him later. He shivered at the thought and a picture of the doctor came to his mind. His silky platinum blonde hair, his determine filled eyes. How sexy he looked in the moonlight shining down on him. Tsuzuki blushed, \' dammit I can’t stop thinking of him this way. He is evil and sadistic but... No! I will not think of him this way.\'
Feelings inside ignited ever since he first saw Muraki in the church while investigating the case of Maria Wong. The poor girl was brought back to life by the man holding him captive. Tsuzuki snorted at the thought; him being captive, yeah right. Captives usually fought back to get away, but not him. He could easily have killed Muraki in his sleep but he never lifted a finger against him.
Everyone else would have laughed at him, shunned him. How could someone like Muraki remove the passion to extinguish his life. He murdered people; no reason behind it, but just because he seemed to enjoy it.
\' I’m no different; I’ve killed humans too for no reason. Killed them all in a blind fury because that’s what ended the pain; at least that is what I thought.\'
He slowly drifted off to sleep in the tree. The bird flew down to the shinigami and landed on his stomach. Tsuzuki turned his head to the side but didn’t stir. The bird nested on his stomach and slowly fell asleep too.
Muraki hopped in his car and drove off after leaving a dumbstruck Tsuzuki at the door. He traveled to the main house he had once grown up in as a child. Bad memories filled his head as he approached the house. Nothing had been moved since the day Saki had died. After that day had transpired he moved out of the house, hoping never to return.
He was nervous as he exited the car. He walked to the doorway and stopped to let his eyes adjust to the sudden darkness. No lights leaked through the cracks in the windows. He walked the path to his mother’s room. The dust ridden floors showed his footsteps as he walked through the hall.
He saw nothing of what he was looking for so began to head for the shed across the lawn. In his father’s study he searched through all the drawers for what he was looking for. Opening drawers, he found a wallet that once belonged to his dad. He looked through the wallet and found a set of pictures. He saw a few of his mother and one of himself. As he closed the wallet another picture fell out.
He bent down to pick up the picture; knees cracking. He found the picture he was looking for. \' Now to find the boy again\', he thought with a smile on his face as he left the house.
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I know it was short but the next chap will move back to the other shinigami. Hope you like the shortness. ^_^ Please Review
And you know what else sucks. I like to make my stories match the anime/manga and I just got vol.8 manga. I have an urge to go back and change Muraki\'s past a bit, but a friend told me it was bad news to do it. Oh well.
Disclaimer: I don\'t own YnM in anyway.
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Tsuzuki walked to the bedroom and searched for his clothes. They were no where to be found so he went into the doctor’s closet and got something to wear.
He walked to the kitchen, now fully clothed and opened the fridge. Inside there was a white box and nothing else. \' Geez... isn’t there anything else to pick from. How the hell did he get all the food for the dinners if he never came in with any bags?.......oh well; better not question or it might taste bad,\' Tsuzuki thought scrunching his face with disgust.
He took out the box and turned it to read what was written. The box had the words ‘Heaven’s Bakery’ written in pink. The amethyst eyed man walked out to the porch walking out no bothering to test if it was safe. Bird’s chirping their songs, and rustling of tree’s leaves took the ease off everything that entered it’s domain.
Tsuzuki walked out to the tree and looked up into it. A smile spread across his face as seeing that one of the branches hung low enough to the ground for him to reach. He grabbed the branch and lifted himself up with little difficulty due to the box of sweets.
Settling himself against the tree he opened the box. His eyes shown brightly as he scanned the box over. Caramel apple cakes, strawberry tarts, and his favorite: apple pies filled the box to the top. Trying to keep his excitement contained enough so he didn’t fall from the tree, he picked up the first piece of apple pie.
Sniffing it lightly to see if it was real, he smelled apples with a light mix of cinnamon. Licking his lips he bit into the pie and the flavors came floating across his tongue.
He finished the box except for the last piece of apple pie. Tsuzuki gave the last piece a teary look before finishing it off as well. The dark haired guardian dropped the box on the ground and looked up relaxed. Tsuzuki noticed a birds nest was up on one of the higher branches. He got up and climbed up to the branch to look into the nest. A patch of sunlight shown down on the nest warming it. Inside was a baby bird; it had feathers but looked too young to fly.
The bird noticed this big thing close to it and hopped slowly to it not knowing any better. Tsuzuki backed up a bit not wanting to touch the bird in fear of it’s mother no longer wanting it’s baby. The baby still coming closer to him stopped at the edge of the nest. The bird cocked it’s head and hopped off the edge of the nest trying to get closer.
The shinigami quickly trust his hands out, cupping them to catch the bird. The bird landed softly in his hands and kept flapping it’s wings as if it were still falling. After a bit the bird stilled itself and looked up at the human. Tsuzuki brought the bird up to his face.
“ Your so cute and a pretty bird.”, the guardian said not attempting to touch the bird anymore then he already had. After lifting it to the nest and placing it inside, Tsuzuki went back to where he was resting in the tree.
He closed his eyes and thought about the things Muraki had in store for him later. He shivered at the thought and a picture of the doctor came to his mind. His silky platinum blonde hair, his determine filled eyes. How sexy he looked in the moonlight shining down on him. Tsuzuki blushed, \' dammit I can’t stop thinking of him this way. He is evil and sadistic but... No! I will not think of him this way.\'
Feelings inside ignited ever since he first saw Muraki in the church while investigating the case of Maria Wong. The poor girl was brought back to life by the man holding him captive. Tsuzuki snorted at the thought; him being captive, yeah right. Captives usually fought back to get away, but not him. He could easily have killed Muraki in his sleep but he never lifted a finger against him.
Everyone else would have laughed at him, shunned him. How could someone like Muraki remove the passion to extinguish his life. He murdered people; no reason behind it, but just because he seemed to enjoy it.
\' I’m no different; I’ve killed humans too for no reason. Killed them all in a blind fury because that’s what ended the pain; at least that is what I thought.\'
He slowly drifted off to sleep in the tree. The bird flew down to the shinigami and landed on his stomach. Tsuzuki turned his head to the side but didn’t stir. The bird nested on his stomach and slowly fell asleep too.
Muraki hopped in his car and drove off after leaving a dumbstruck Tsuzuki at the door. He traveled to the main house he had once grown up in as a child. Bad memories filled his head as he approached the house. Nothing had been moved since the day Saki had died. After that day had transpired he moved out of the house, hoping never to return.
He was nervous as he exited the car. He walked to the doorway and stopped to let his eyes adjust to the sudden darkness. No lights leaked through the cracks in the windows. He walked the path to his mother’s room. The dust ridden floors showed his footsteps as he walked through the hall.
He saw nothing of what he was looking for so began to head for the shed across the lawn. In his father’s study he searched through all the drawers for what he was looking for. Opening drawers, he found a wallet that once belonged to his dad. He looked through the wallet and found a set of pictures. He saw a few of his mother and one of himself. As he closed the wallet another picture fell out.
He bent down to pick up the picture; knees cracking. He found the picture he was looking for. \' Now to find the boy again\', he thought with a smile on his face as he left the house.
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I know it was short but the next chap will move back to the other shinigami. Hope you like the shortness. ^_^ Please Review