A Distant Shore by Experimental (PG-13)
Fandom: YAMI NO MATSUEI
Pairing: Mitani/Izuru
Length: ~70,000
Author on LJ: vanilla_klise
Author Website: Fanfiction.net profile
Why this must be read:
Because Experimental once again proves herself the queen of minor characters. This story starts Mitana and Izuru, two characters who only appeared in the St. Michel's chapter of the manga. In this fic, they've become shinigami. A routine case grows terribly strange and the two are forced to reexamine everything they know. This is a marvelous fleshing out of characters who didn't get a lot of page time. Not only that, but it's a great mystery too.
Izuru glared at Mitani out of the corner of his eye, but his partner missed it. "Sir, do you know who we are?"
"Sure do. You're shinigami here t' collect my soul. Sure took you fellas long enough. I been waitin' for you the past year and a half. See, I believe in that stuff they say's jus' superstition, 'cause I seen it with my own two eyes."
Mitani moved around to the other side of the bed across from Izuru. "What have you seen, Mr Oshiro?" he asked in a low, soothing tone of voice, as though his words were meant to massage the truth out of the old man.
Oshiro looked between the two like he thought it should have been obvious. "The hungry ghosts. They're real. They're here 'cause they want us livin' people t' suffer."
"Is that what they're doing to you?"
"Don' gemme wrong, young man," Oshiro said to Mitani. "I wanna go with you two, I tried doin' it myself, but he wouldn' let me." His gaze was intense as he whispered, as though afraid someone close by would hear: "He won' lemme go."
Izuru looked up at Mitani. "Who won't let you go?" the latter said. "Your doctor?"
But Oshiro just shook his head to himself, saying, "He's punishin' me, that's why . . ." He sounded more hopeless than ever. "That's why . . ."
A Distant Shore
Pairing: Mitani/Izuru
Length: ~70,000
Author on LJ: vanilla_klise
Author Website: Fanfiction.net profile
Why this must be read:
Because Experimental once again proves herself the queen of minor characters. This story starts Mitana and Izuru, two characters who only appeared in the St. Michel's chapter of the manga. In this fic, they've become shinigami. A routine case grows terribly strange and the two are forced to reexamine everything they know. This is a marvelous fleshing out of characters who didn't get a lot of page time. Not only that, but it's a great mystery too.
Izuru glared at Mitani out of the corner of his eye, but his partner missed it. "Sir, do you know who we are?"
"Sure do. You're shinigami here t' collect my soul. Sure took you fellas long enough. I been waitin' for you the past year and a half. See, I believe in that stuff they say's jus' superstition, 'cause I seen it with my own two eyes."
Mitani moved around to the other side of the bed across from Izuru. "What have you seen, Mr Oshiro?" he asked in a low, soothing tone of voice, as though his words were meant to massage the truth out of the old man.
Oshiro looked between the two like he thought it should have been obvious. "The hungry ghosts. They're real. They're here 'cause they want us livin' people t' suffer."
"Is that what they're doing to you?"
"Don' gemme wrong, young man," Oshiro said to Mitani. "I wanna go with you two, I tried doin' it myself, but he wouldn' let me." His gaze was intense as he whispered, as though afraid someone close by would hear: "He won' lemme go."
Izuru looked up at Mitani. "Who won't let you go?" the latter said. "Your doctor?"
But Oshiro just shook his head to himself, saying, "He's punishin' me, that's why . . ." He sounded more hopeless than ever. "That's why . . ."
A Distant Shore