STANDARD DISCLAIMER:

Fushigi Yuugi still isn't mine… never was, never will be.

AUTHOR'S NOTES:

This is my first attempt at a not-so-angsty fic featuring Tomo and Soi. I got this idea after watching "Toothless" on dub over a local network. One of my more absurd ideas and that's saying something. Please read and review. I won't continue if you don't. Mild spoilers as to Tomo's and Soi's deaths respectively as well as their pasts. However, be forewarned that this fic, though a little bit light in theme, would have a serious tone, attributed to this humble author's writing style. Enjoy!

UNWILLING ANGEL

By: Ryuuen

Prologue

            "Aniki!!!"

            It all happened in a split-second. Seiryuu shichiseishi Tomo barely had time to react before he felt the Ryuuseisui embed itself upon his chest and through his heart courtesy of an enraged ally. His eyes widened at the sight of his slayer.

            "Suboshi… you little…"

            The words came out in a whisper as blood began spilling  from his mouth. He was going to die. He knew it. But why did it feel as though… His entire life flashed before his eyes… His mother, wouldn't she laugh knowing that no matter how he did escape the death she sentenced upon him as an infant, he still met the same fate? But then, isn't life just that… an illusionary journey towards the reality of death? But after death, what?  He let out a bitter smile. Funny how he managed to think of such things at a time like this… Not that his death would matter to anyone… Soi would probable sneer and go out to celebrate the elimination of her archrival. The Seiryuu no Miko wouldn't care. after all, he was just  her seishi.  The others wouldn't even notice. It's not like he paid them any attention, either. And Nakago… well, Nakago would be the stoic , almighty leader that he is consider his death the consequence of failure… Failure… Just when the damned Suzaku no Miko was within the grasps of his illusion…

            Damn you, Suboshi, he cursed. Damn you and that pathetic excuse for a seishi… Damn you Suzaku no Miko… Damn you all to hell… And, Seiryuu knows, I'd be there waiting for you…

            He coughed up more blood as he continued to fall. So this was how it felt to die. Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. Funny… He never did believe in death…

The darkness… It was coming. But strangely, he found comfort in the thought. After all, he always had an affinity with darkness. Maybe…

He was falling… deeper, faster… He felt as though he'd fallen for ages now… But when he thought his fall wouldn't come to an end, he felt the impact of the ground against his already impaired body and his breath caught in his throat… With that, Seiryuu seishi Tomo closed his eyes and succumbed to the final allure of eternal slumber but upon his last breath, two final words were carried by the wind from his lips…

"Gomen, Nakago…"

Funny…

            Alright, nothing much happened there. Just my own version of the things that might have been running in Tomo's head during his death. Gomen, but it's intended. After all, it's just the Prologue. Things would start to happen in the first chapter which I'm currently about to finish and the only way that you can make me post it is by doing your part and reviewing. Till the next chap… Ja!