This is a dark fic featuring two of my favourite Clamp manga/anime, CCS and TB. This fic was set in an alternate universe with the time frame all mess up and OOC in some of the characters. Standard disclaimers applies, all characters belongs to Clamp. No profit is made from this fic. Some of the fics will involve shounen-ai and maybe yaoi as well. You are being warned beforehand. If you feel uncomfortable with this kind of material or are under 18 years of age, please do not read the yaoi section. Generally, this fic is safe for consumption. But for now stay and enjoy the story as it unfolds.
Trapped Within My Soul
By Jackie
(Written on 22/01/02)
Prologue
He was on his way home from work just like always, and yet for some untold reason he felt strange. A foreboding of some sort played about on his mind.
"Ridiculous", he thinks to himself. He started to walk faster. The night seems to have turn colder and somehow the eerie feeling was still there. The sky seems cloudy and rain seems not too far away. He decided to walk faster.
He looked at the watch. It shows 11.30pm. The road stretch out in front of him. He sighed. He decided to use a short cut through the park. The park does look eerie with only a few street lamps to brighten it. But he reminded himself that he can’t see ‘that kind’ of things anymore and that he was fully capable of defending himself when the need arises. With that thought firmly lodged in his mind, he made his way through the park.
He didn’t know that it was a decision that he was going to regret later on.
*****
He walked quickly through the park. He had been to this park on several occasions, so it seems pretty harmless at that time not to take advantage of using the shortcut. The sakura tree wasn’t in bloom at this time of the year. He took in his surrounding as he waked. Somehow or rather he seems to have gotten off the track. Instead of cutting short his journey, it only seems to have prolonged it.
"Baka", the word echoed into the stillness of the night.
He continued walking but suddenly a flashed of white caught the corner of his eyes. He froze on the spot.
"It couldn’t be. Was it his imagination or was it something else." He was perplexed. When he looked again, it was gone. He rubbed his eyes vigorously. Nothing, not a damned thing in sighted.
/I must have imagine it/ He resolved to walk away but after going around in circles, he gave up. He was leaning against a tree trunk taking a short rest when he heard voices.
/Voices, here, now/ He crane his neck around looking for it’s source.
He heard it again. It was coming in the direction directly behind him. Against his better judgement, he walked in the direction of the voices. He froze when he was about twenty feet from the tree.
It was a sakura tree. Nothing strange about that except that this particular tree was blooming magnificently at this time of the year. He could even smell the fragrant coming from the tree. All the others tree in the area was bare of flowers except for this one. For some untold reason, he felt a sudden chill.
/Strange, it was very, very strange/. He turned his attention back towards the figures under the tree.
There were two peoples standing there. A guy and a girl. There was nothing strange about that. The guy stood slightly in the shadow looming there like a dark specter. The girl was wearing all white. It looks like some kind of traditional costume. He thought that they were lovers but the way they were standing together doesn’t look like lovers at all. He was about to turn away when suddenly one of the figure moves.
The couple was embracing. But something about the way they stood looked weird. Belatedly he realizes that the other man’s hand wasn’t wrapped around the girl. It was plunged through the girl. Even from his distance he could see blood spilling down onto her white clothes.
He sucked in a furious breath, standing rooted to the spot. One part of him wanted to go forward to help the girl but another part of him wanted to run away from the scene before his eyes. He wanted to move but found that he couldn’t. His body seems to have turn to stone. He couldn’t move even if he wanted to.
Somehow, the scene in front of him looked rather familiar. Something hazy formed in the back of his mind. He put a hand on to the tree for support. Something triggered at the edge of his memory.
Another time but in a similar setting. Two figures like the one before his eyes.
He heard the girl screamed and slowly fell to the ground.
A woman screams pierce the evening sky. Blood was gushing out of the woman in great torrents. Blood, there was so much blood. The child look down and saw that he was covered with blood.
He saw the way the man smile and suddenly something tripped in his brain.
He removed his hand from her body. There was a hole gaping where the heart has been. He had a smile upon his face while he wiped the blood off his hand on his trouser. And then he turned and fixed his stare upon him.
The child looked at the woman lying on the ground. Blood was still oozing out from her wound. The ground around her was already stained scarlet. He fell to his knee, unable to move and unable to look away.
"Well, well, well. Now what should I do with you?" The youth look at the child before him.
The child looked up at him with blank eyes. Unseeing eyes. He looked back down at the woman before him. Slowly, the child reached out his hand to touch the woman for the very last time. Her body still felt warm to the touch. Comprehension dawned on him that he was never going to see her smile again. He choked on a sobbed and screamed.
~Okasan~
The screamed reverberate around the park. Flocks of bird took to the sky. The screamed seems to have come from the very soul of one who was tormented. And then there was no more. The child fell to the ground beside the woman in a dead faint.