Disclaimer: X and associated characters belong to CLAMP ect. ect. You
get the deal. All original characters herein belong to me ect. ect.
Timeline: I'm trying to set this after the 10th manga. So spoiler up
to there may and can apply.
The sky darkened as billowing clouds of shadowed gray and a velvet
black began to blot out the sun. A chilling breeze wafted about
throughout the city, an almost nonexistent howl of things to come
following closely in its wake. Deep fog rolled in from the east
obscuring the towering skyscrapers and creeping across the empty
streets until he truly couldn't see much of anything anymore.
A black umbrella cut off the last lingering rays of sunlight above
him as someone unfamiliar came to a halt next to him. Slim, pale
fingers reached out beyond the edge of the umbrella as if to catch
the first drops of rain cast down from the darkening heavens.
'It's going to rain.'
< Who? >
Kamui blinked several times in confusion as he awoke to find himself
back in school, far away from where any sort of rain could reach him.
A dream then, he wondered, it must have just been a dream. A strange
dream, but nonetheless, still a dream. Though it had felt different
from any dream he had had before. Different from even the
Dreamgazer's dreams. Odd...
He shivered slightly from a sudden chill and turned to glance out the
classroom windows. He shivered again, more violently this time, as he
watched a bank of thunderclouds cover up the last lingering rays of
the mid-morning sun. It WAS going to rain.
Why did he feel so cold?
The fire that had so often rage through his nightmares was dying of
its own accord. Each strand of crimson pain danced lower and lower as
the winds grew colder and colder. In the center of the dying fires
his mother kneeled, the last flickering flames still alight within
her shimmering hair.
< Kaasan. >
She gazed up intently at the ever darkening sky, her hand held out as
if to catch the first drops of the oncoming downfall. The chilling
winds teased the last flame out of her hair, tossing the tiny ember
about until it finally died out and was gone.
She turned to look at him then, a frown of concern upon her lips and
something unnameable darkening the depths of her eyes.
'You forgot something.'
Kamui awoke again, shaking his head as if to clear it, at lunch.
Twice now, he had fallen asleep and dreamt. Surely, he had gotten
enough sleep last night and he didn't feel tired. So why was he
drifting off at the slightest inclination? Maybe he was coming down
with something. Or something...
He shook his head again to clear out the last lingering bits of the
recent dream. Whenever he dreamt of his mother or even thought about
her he felt the heat of the fire, the rush of burning pain in his
heart. But this time it had been different.
The dream had been cold and he had been numb. It was as if he had
become disassociated with himself. An observer but not a participant.
Perhaps he should talk to someone about it...
No, it was only a dream. A strange one, but just a dream after all.
He had better things to think about. Like...
Why was it so cold today?
Kotori smiled sweetly as she came towards him, crimson droplets
spattering the fair skin of her bare feet as she walked across the
blood drenched ground. The sky darkened further as more and more
rain-filled clouds rolled in from the east.
Kotori came to a halt before him, a smile of fondness brightening her
features. He closed his eyes as she reached up to brush his cheek
with a feather-light caress.
He opened his eyes to find a trickle of blood seeping out of the
cornerof her mouth. She smiled sadly as she watched tiny cracks form
across the hand she had touched him with, a small stream of blood
coming from each tiny wound. She made as if to touch him again, but
stopped short of his cheek. Something unnameable gleamed within her
eyes as she frowned in concern.
'You left something behind.'
Kamui awoke in time to hear the last bell, heavy lids and a lasting
confusion keeping him in his seat as he watched the rest of the class
file out. He slowly pulled himself to his feet and started putting
his things in some semblance of order. He shot a cursory glance
outside, it hadn't started raining just yet. It would soon though.
At last content that he could at least figure out this organization,
Kamui gathered his things and headed out. He wondered briefly if
instead of rain it would snow. It felt cold enough for it to him.
His mind wandered as he tried to remember if he had anything to do.
Every time it seemed he would at last settle on one thought, it would
fly away from him. Why couldn't he seem to think straight?
He shook his head, trying to clear up some of the clutter as he
passed through the school doors into the open. He stopped abruptly
and looked up at the dark cloud cover, briefly wondering when it
would begin to rain.
He shivered violently as a numbing cold creeped up from the base of
his spine, reaching through to the center of his bones and finally
engulfing his heart in shards of ice.
He blinked as his vision darkened. A faint ghostly touch of fingers
brushed up his back and came to rest on his shoulder. Within his
minds eye, it seemed as if a flame went out. Instantly snuffed out by
the endless numbing ice that gripped him.
He returned his gaze to the skies as the first few drops of rain
landed in his tousled hair, darkening the strands before dripping
down onto his face, leaving trails of ice that burned even as they
chilled him even more.
"It's going to rain."
As if on cue, the rain truly began. A deluge fell from the heavens,
drenching him in scant seconds from its fury. He blinked as water
droplets gathered on his eyelashes and then dripped off as more and
more gathered. He was too cold, too numb to feel the rain that
peppered his skin. Too cold inside to feel much of anything.
Where did this come from? What brought this on? These questions
flitted through his mind, only to be chased away by the cold
It was getting darker now. Or was that him? He couldn't really tell.
Didn't feel like mustering up the effort to find out. It was too cold
to do much of anything except fall into the icy darkness that seemed
to reach up and drag him down within its depths.
And even there, it was raining.
The almost nonexistent shadow of an umbrella covered the upper half
of the sprawled figure on the ground, blocking the rain from him for
a moment. Slim, delicate fingers reached out from beneath the safety
of the umbrella to catch a few drops on their tips.
"See Kamui, I told you it would rain."
A second passed and then the rain returned again to soak the boy's
hair as the umbrella and its owner faded back into nothing.
To be continued...