First fic I'll be posting here.....don't groan too loudly if it sucks,
kay? Midorikawa-kun's going to be in this!

Welcome the Darkness

Six years had the chosen star been gone from Tokyo.
Six years he himself had waited for the chosen one to return.
For those missing years had he beared the pain unbearable, walked the
paths unknown and almost killed himself more than five times.
But it didn't matter.
It never did. 
He was a mage-soldier, and the best you could get. 
A mercenary that didn't come cheap.
His customers knew that well.
The benefit was he did his job without a trace of him.
Except for the crimson, blood red rose he always left behind. 
Now he was returning with a new mission, one of his own desire and of
being hired to do.
Destroy Fuma Monou.
And become the twin of the chosen one. 
If Kamui should resist, destroy him too.
It was that simple.
And for a cold, unemotional boy like him, it would be easy.
He had been trained in secret, the skills of the shadow, the darkness,
onmyjitsu in itself and everything else he would need to be the best 
there is. And now the best had something to do.
He stood now at Tokyo Tower's beams, watching the moonlight as Kamui
had when the boy had arrived in the city. 
A thin half-smile or devilish-may-care or no care at all, his
trademark, curled at his lips as he folded his arms.
The wind billowed his cloak at his shoulders, staring at the full,
silvery moon in the nightskyline of Tokyo at midnight.
Under his hood, his midnight blue eyes seemed to glow magically like a
feline's, eyes so much like Kamuis, the boy he looked almost exactly 
alike to.  
How strange that one too many coincidences could come up any time here
and there.
He shimmered out of sight and landed again silently at the Sunshine
60's rooftop. 
This was the building he had to condemn.
Then, he launched into the sky, soon jumping smoothly from building to
building until he glided gracefully over the residential areas of
Tokyo. He landed softly on his feet at the neighborhood of the
Tugakushi Shrine, the place that stirred up horrored memories of
pleasure and pain so sweet and harsh.
The sakura swirled around him with the midnight breeze as he walked
down the quiet roads.
Soon, his mission would begin.

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        I hope you guys liked it. On another certain ML, I recieved
some pretty hurtful remarks about one work I sat down for months
trying to get it done.
                             -Pam





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