Beside you[7/?]
Title:Beside you
Rating:Not sure maybe 15
Warning:Violence,blood,sexual references,angst,romance
Genre:Fantasy
Characters: Hiromi:an incubus who was a half-human,now a powerful demon with a ruthless attitude.
incubi can change between male and female form so don't be confused when he is referred to as a "she" at times in the story.
Shiki:a demon who was originally a singing-doll named Nightingale,for his story go to Rose Noir
A/N:I had this chapter ready,but I wasn't sure if I should continue posting,since well let's face it my stories aren't fics of some ready characters,and it will strain your brain imagining..
Sleeping,Dreaming Doll
Ever since the moment he opened his eyes, Shiki never slept, he never needed it.
He'd spend the night watching people roaming the streets, all kinds of people with all sorts of expressions.
Things he doesn't do,he doesn't know how to do so,no matter how much he wanted.
And when he was abandoned at the depth of the pond, he spent more sleepless nights,
gazing at the distant stars, extending a hand in a useless attempt to grasp them.
Singing to the demons and angels equally, a sad and wretched song, that's all he knew.
"Why my song only does bring death ….I can't understand… "
Even when a beautiful unearthly creature came disturbing the calm of the waters and the life he had to that point.
Even after leaving to be by the side of that mystical demon,He'd spend the nights watching over him and watching him,
listening to that steady heart beat, he often wondered if he could try what it feels like to just lay there and dream.
Shiki didn't even realize how deep he has fallen; all he knew that it felt like a second only has passed.
He opened his eyes, his mind was still hazy, and it took him a while to realize he was laying on something soft.
There next to him was Hiromi, although he was sleeping, both were lying on a bed made of sea flowers,
he wanted to touch him, to confirm it's not an illusion, but held back. What if it was?
"For you only our dearest Shiki, the person you want the most is here beside you…"
Before him was standing the youngest of the fate sisters, with a smile on her face, the kind of smile you see on a child who accomplished something for the first time, proud and confident.
"He is very frightening, that Hiromi of yours, he wouldn't stop at any point if he got his mind set at anything,
even if it meant risking his life…"
Shiki didn't add anything to her words, he already know all about how the black haired demon acts and how ruthless he can be.
It came to his attention that Hiromi's hair was longer than when they parted ways, and there was thick red strands creeping their way amongst the raven locks of his.
"His hair is dyed red with the blood of his many victims, or so I've been told" and she giggled.
"Oh, He's only sleeping, to wake him up I believe you need to give him a kiss, like in those tales" the woman said half-jokingly.
Shiki wasn't amused at all, he knew deep inside that she was hiding something, but he settled for testing her patience.
He had known the fate sisters for a long time now and their youngest was no exception.
Although weakened and bleeding, he drew a conjuring circle with that deep red color,
asking for the younger of the fate sisters' favor.
She went on unveiling the mystery behind the king, who is a demon huntress in disguise searching for Nightingale.
"He killed them all, for your sake...going as far as using his own blood to do so…" the fate sister said.
"Hiromi's life energy is fading, you can sense it too, and soon he will fall deeper in his slumber and never wake up…"
she trailed stroking the sleeping demon's hair, admiring the intense red strands.
Rating:Not sure maybe 15
Warning:Violence,blood,sexual references,angst,romance
Genre:Fantasy
Characters: Hiromi:an incubus who was a half-human,now a powerful demon with a ruthless attitude.
incubi can change between male and female form so don't be confused when he is referred to as a "she" at times in the story.
Shiki:a demon who was originally a singing-doll named Nightingale,for his story go to Rose Noir
A/N:I had this chapter ready,but I wasn't sure if I should continue posting,since well let's face it my stories aren't fics of some ready characters,and it will strain your brain imagining..
Sleeping,Dreaming Doll
Ever since the moment he opened his eyes, Shiki never slept, he never needed it.
He'd spend the night watching people roaming the streets, all kinds of people with all sorts of expressions.
Things he doesn't do,he doesn't know how to do so,no matter how much he wanted.
And when he was abandoned at the depth of the pond, he spent more sleepless nights,
gazing at the distant stars, extending a hand in a useless attempt to grasp them.
Singing to the demons and angels equally, a sad and wretched song, that's all he knew.
"Why my song only does bring death ….I can't understand… "
Even when a beautiful unearthly creature came disturbing the calm of the waters and the life he had to that point.
Even after leaving to be by the side of that mystical demon,He'd spend the nights watching over him and watching him,
listening to that steady heart beat, he often wondered if he could try what it feels like to just lay there and dream.
Shiki didn't even realize how deep he has fallen; all he knew that it felt like a second only has passed.
He opened his eyes, his mind was still hazy, and it took him a while to realize he was laying on something soft.
There next to him was Hiromi, although he was sleeping, both were lying on a bed made of sea flowers,
he wanted to touch him, to confirm it's not an illusion, but held back. What if it was?
"For you only our dearest Shiki, the person you want the most is here beside you…"
Before him was standing the youngest of the fate sisters, with a smile on her face, the kind of smile you see on a child who accomplished something for the first time, proud and confident.
"He is very frightening, that Hiromi of yours, he wouldn't stop at any point if he got his mind set at anything,
even if it meant risking his life…"
Shiki didn't add anything to her words, he already know all about how the black haired demon acts and how ruthless he can be.
It came to his attention that Hiromi's hair was longer than when they parted ways, and there was thick red strands creeping their way amongst the raven locks of his.
"His hair is dyed red with the blood of his many victims, or so I've been told" and she giggled.
"Oh, He's only sleeping, to wake him up I believe you need to give him a kiss, like in those tales" the woman said half-jokingly.
Shiki wasn't amused at all, he knew deep inside that she was hiding something, but he settled for testing her patience.
He had known the fate sisters for a long time now and their youngest was no exception.
Although weakened and bleeding, he drew a conjuring circle with that deep red color,
asking for the younger of the fate sisters' favor.
She went on unveiling the mystery behind the king, who is a demon huntress in disguise searching for Nightingale.
"He killed them all, for your sake...going as far as using his own blood to do so…" the fate sister said.
"Hiromi's life energy is fading, you can sense it too, and soon he will fall deeper in his slumber and never wake up…"
she trailed stroking the sleeping demon's hair, admiring the intense red strands.