[Fic] The Past | LDH Inc
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. It is in no way associated with the original LDH (Love Dream Happiness).
AU The ever cliche vampire and werewolf as natural enemies. And the ever cliche vampire and werewolf getting along very well. In LDH Inc, Hiro's word is law. Multi-chaptered oneshots in the same universe. (LDH = Life, Desires, Harmony)
Summary: During the early days of LDH Inc, a malevolent parasite in town had killed many residents. Shun was the last to be infected.
Characters: Atsushi, Shun
Rating: T
Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five
A/N: Who says this AU is all unicorns and rainbows?
“I can’t, Atsushi. Someone has to be the sacrifice, to make sure this vermin doesn’t spread. I’ve decided I want you, and Hiro-san, and the rest, to live on.”
"Don't give me that garbage with such a peaceful look on your face," Atsushi said, dread filling his heart. His grip on his sword tightened. "If you really feel that way, wasn't there something you could've done, before this happened?"
“Goodbye, Atsushi. Live on for me, yeah?” Shun's arms were spread out, quiet filling his face. He looked so at peace, and ready to die. Ready to leave Atsushi behind.
More tainted blood spilled from Shun’s lips and the corners of his eyes.
“Hurry, before I lose control.”
The sword fell.
Atsushi gathered himself and lunged. A blade through his heart. Standing there for what seemed like hours. Not enough time. Atsushi's duty killing his comrade. Killing himself. Feeling his heart shatter like that of glass with a sword through it.
Shun giving him a hug. Shun's last words of gratitude, the warmth of his smile bleeding into his eyes. Feeling Shun's last breath, and the dead weight of him.
A silver sword dripping in red blood coated with specks of black.
Then Atsushi fell to his knees, rocking back and forth, holding Shun's slowly disintegrating body. Atsushi screamed as his world died, as Shun’s ashes fell between his fingers, swept away by the wind. Atsushi felt his duty settling in on his shoulders, heavier than it had ever been now that there was no one to help him.
Because Shun's dead. And Atsushi killed him.
He barely registered the other clansmen’s shouts and Hiro’s firm hand grasping his shoulders. All he knew was, Shun's gone. Gone with the wind. Going to wherever the stars beckoned.
Take me with you.
No. Stay alive, Atsushi. Hiro-sama needs you.
=====
Many years later...
“Takahiro?”
“Yes, Atsushi-san?” The younger vampire cocked his head, a glass of warm blood in his hand. He looked so young, barely three centuries old, one of the rare dhampirs born to aristocrats rather than made by a Master vampire.
“Thank you.” For saving us from a pile of ruin. For being the one we need. For being our beacon of light.
For everything.
Surprise painted across Takahiro’s handsome features. Eyes softening, he smiled.
“No problem, Atsushi-san.”
AU The ever cliche vampire and werewolf as natural enemies. And the ever cliche vampire and werewolf getting along very well. In LDH Inc, Hiro's word is law. Multi-chaptered oneshots in the same universe. (LDH = Life, Desires, Harmony)
Summary: During the early days of LDH Inc, a malevolent parasite in town had killed many residents. Shun was the last to be infected.
Characters: Atsushi, Shun
Rating: T
Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five
A/N: Who says this AU is all unicorns and rainbows?
“I can’t, Atsushi. Someone has to be the sacrifice, to make sure this vermin doesn’t spread. I’ve decided I want you, and Hiro-san, and the rest, to live on.”
"Don't give me that garbage with such a peaceful look on your face," Atsushi said, dread filling his heart. His grip on his sword tightened. "If you really feel that way, wasn't there something you could've done, before this happened?"
“Goodbye, Atsushi. Live on for me, yeah?” Shun's arms were spread out, quiet filling his face. He looked so at peace, and ready to die. Ready to leave Atsushi behind.
More tainted blood spilled from Shun’s lips and the corners of his eyes.
“Hurry, before I lose control.”
The sword fell.
Atsushi gathered himself and lunged. A blade through his heart. Standing there for what seemed like hours. Not enough time. Atsushi's duty killing his comrade. Killing himself. Feeling his heart shatter like that of glass with a sword through it.
Shun giving him a hug. Shun's last words of gratitude, the warmth of his smile bleeding into his eyes. Feeling Shun's last breath, and the dead weight of him.
A silver sword dripping in red blood coated with specks of black.
Then Atsushi fell to his knees, rocking back and forth, holding Shun's slowly disintegrating body. Atsushi screamed as his world died, as Shun’s ashes fell between his fingers, swept away by the wind. Atsushi felt his duty settling in on his shoulders, heavier than it had ever been now that there was no one to help him.
Because Shun's dead. And Atsushi killed him.
He barely registered the other clansmen’s shouts and Hiro’s firm hand grasping his shoulders. All he knew was, Shun's gone. Gone with the wind. Going to wherever the stars beckoned.
Take me with you.
No. Stay alive, Atsushi. Hiro-sama needs you.
=====
Many years later...
“Takahiro?”
“Yes, Atsushi-san?” The younger vampire cocked his head, a glass of warm blood in his hand. He looked so young, barely three centuries old, one of the rare dhampirs born to aristocrats rather than made by a Master vampire.
“Thank you.” For saving us from a pile of ruin. For being the one we need. For being our beacon of light.
For everything.
Surprise painted across Takahiro’s handsome features. Eyes softening, he smiled.
“No problem, Atsushi-san.”