http://clampfix.fanworks.net/x-fix/prayer.txt </head><body><pre> Well, this is my first shot at a fanfic, so if it's the worst stuff you've ever stomached in your entire life, sorry about this poor fanficker's attempts! I felt like writing it after listening to a Lodoss song called 'Reincarnation' (anyone know which CD has it?) Comments are WELCOME!!! Incidently, important note: this story's about Nataku (the only name mentioned in this entire story is Fuuma/Kamui). Second note: Nataku's memory is about his 'other' lifetime as a little girl (I think it's mentioned in one of the X manga, and in his character file). An Angel's Prayer Tomorrow is the day. Tomorrow is the Fated Day. Tomorrow is the day Earth's fate is decided. Tomorrow is the day I will die. Should I be frightened? It is, after all, a natural, human emotion. But am I human? I feel nothing. I was not made to have feelings. I was made to be a part of the Fated Day, a replacement body for the correct 'soul.' But I am troubled. I feel 'worry.' What is this memory I have? It is not 'my' memory. Why do I feel 'empty' and 'alone' with this memory? With this memory, I have made a Wish. The Wish to understand this memory. But my Wish was not fulfilled... Why do I feel sad? I feel sad because my Wish will not be fulfilled before I die. To die...is it any different then to be alive? Will I feel any different? No. Prayer. A form of a plea made by humankind to an unknown, higher being in hopes of having their plea granted. Usually used when their plea cannot be granted by any other means. I pray...so that my Wish can be granted before I die... ...before I die... Fuuma. No. He is 'Fuuma' no longer, but 'Kamui.' Kamui. Do you know what 'love' is? Do you know what 'pain' is? Are they the one and same thing? Why is it that when I look at you, I think of my meory? I am in your arms. You are singing a soft lullaby. You are holding me, as I sleep. Holding me as I die. My 'heart' feels odd, wrong. It is full of some emotion, an emotion that causes pleasure. Is that 'love?' If it is 'love,' it is painful. My memory hurts. Will I ever understand this memory? Will my Prayer ever be granted? I pray to You... ...Kamui... ...pray to have my Wish granted... ...please... Kamui. Will you grant my Prayer? Will you hold me once more before I die? ---End--- It's not really a story...sorta more like an poem...but it's basically about his thoughts...and you know how thoughts can wander in weird ways, right? --Kaoru/Dilandau </pre><p><a href="./">Back</a></p><p><a href=http://www.dreamhost.com/donate.cgi?id=216><img border=0 alt="Donate towards our web hosting bill!" src=https://secure.newdream.net/donate1.gif></a></p></body></html>