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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 12, 2012 0:41:00 GMT -5
I do the first thing i can think of... I pull him into my arms, "Oh, Neku... Things are tough now... And maybe we need to take a break... But, just like always, we'll get through this... I promise."
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 12, 2012 0:43:35 GMT -5
I hugged her back, resting my head on hers, closing my eyes. It felt right, complete.
"A break..." I murmured, playing a little with her hair. "A break sounds nice. We can just... get away. And figure out what to do next..."
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 12, 2012 0:59:04 GMT -5
And... Something wraps around me, encases me. I frown before whispering, "Um...... Neku?" I think... His wings......... Just........ huggled me........  ? |
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 12, 2012 1:12:10 GMT -5
"Hm?" I asked. I'd started to space there for a moment. "What is it, Namine?"
That's when I realized that when I'd hugged her, my wings had also wrapped around her. Keeping her safe.
I flushed. "O-oh. Uh.... sorry." I folded them back again, feeling really embarrassed and awkward.
I wasn't used to having two extra limbs. Hadn't been used to it for ten years.
And... they were so big... when I was a little kid, they were tiny, just big enough to let me hover for a little while. To give me an extra burst of speed if I needed it.
"....Sorry," I said again, shaking my head slightly to dispel the memories.
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 12, 2012 1:14:44 GMT -5
"Its alright... Just a little weird," I admit before frowning. "Hey. It wasn't all that bad, just new............. erm...... So........?"
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 12, 2012 1:16:01 GMT -5
I coughed again.
"Ahmm.... yeah. Sooo...." Cough cough. "Um, this is... awkward...."
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 12, 2012 1:19:33 GMT -5
I frown and pull away, "Yeeeeeaaaah." And then head for the door. "Be right back....... need to get ice."
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 12, 2012 1:26:03 GMT -5
Suddenly, I blinked.
"Ice? Why?"
Then I notied.... she was hurt.
She was.... she was hurt!
The surge of anger was unexpected, though nothing I hadn't dealt with in the past few months. It was jsut... so much more immediate, so much stronger than it should have been over something so small. I dug my claws into the wall, chipping off paint flecks as I mastered the surge.
"....what happened?" I asked, quietly. I didn't want to scare her, but... I had the feeling it was too late.
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 12, 2012 1:34:22 GMT -5
Suddenly I freeze and I find myself falling into that place again. One deep inside yet far out. I can hear myself gasp as I feel them drag a crossed my already bleeding skin, carving deep into me as I--
My hands clench and I cry out out, whining in the back of my throat before dashing from the room, "N-nothing. Its my fault, don't worry!" And I calm my heart as I slide into the kitchen, refilling my ice bag with a deep frown.
Those visions are happening again...
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 12, 2012 1:45:57 GMT -5
Suddenly......
I clutched at my head, suddenly overwhelmed. Her voice, it was so much louder than ever before.
And... and I brought up memories of... of him.
That also made me angry, but I squashed it before it got too far. I closed my eyes, shook my head, my brain still feeling the echoes of the pain. I sat back down on the bed, laid back, wings spread out to either side of me. I'd give Namine her space.
Namine, I'm sorry, I thought to her, and I felt the words slip easily into her mind. As though she were standing right next to me.
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 12, 2012 1:52:15 GMT -5
Its okay, Its okay... Nothing is the matter.
And I keep repeating that to myself afterwards. Gently I press the ice to my hand and sigh, "Get a grip... This is Neku... Neku... Just..." I frown and then sit in the middle of the floor. "Just... The... Same..."
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 12, 2012 2:00:45 GMT -5
But..... I'm not the same...
I hadn't meant to project that, but I realized a split second later that she'd heard it anyway.
I'm not the same.... I'm different, completely and utterly. I'm...
Somehow, even knowing what I was didn't make it any harder to think about myself. I'd spent too long as Neku Sakuraba, Leader of the Network, for it to be easy to accept.
....I..... I'm....
I took a deep breath, even though I didn't need it to think. In fact, while I was taking the breath the word slipped out by itself.
Demon.
I raised one hand to my forehead, gently running it over the curving, ivory horns. Those were new... I didn't remember them, so they were probably something I should've gotten between the age of 6 and now. I knew Lea's had grown in. mine shouldn't be any different...
The part of me that remembered was fine with it, just interested. After all, I was a demon, it was a natural thing. The part of me that had been human for the four years of my previous memory was disturbed. I was just... conflicted.
And Namine's fear just exacerbated that conflict. I didn't want her to be afraid of me. Afraid of who I really was.
And as long as I was a demon. As long as I was demonic. I would be like Angel.
And she would never not be afraid, at least a little.
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 12, 2012 2:11:27 GMT -5
I hear his words and sense his emotions. My eyes narrow and I growl, anger flashing a moment before I sigh and stand. Returning to his room I whisper to him softly, "Neku?" And I go to sit next to him. "Look... I'm sorry... I don't even know what's going on with me... BUT YOU... You stop that! You're Neku, my Neku! You're an angel, despite being a demon!"
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 12, 2012 2:27:49 GMT -5
"You've always been my little angel."
The words echoed through my memories.
"But Mommy, don't angel wings have feathers? Mine are all scaly and weird..."
"Oh, sweetie, your wings are fine the way they are. Angels come in all shapes and sizes, little Neku."
I felt tears slip down my face. I'd never really had the chance to cry for her. And Namine's words... they brought the memories back. All of them.
"Mommy... why am I different?"
"Well.... that's because.... Neku, daddy and I are different from regular people."
"....Am I.... differenter?"
"You're a very special child, Neku. A little miracle. Don't ever forget that, even when things are hard. We still love you."
Tears fell freely now. "...Namine..." My voice was thick with the tears I hadn't shed in ten years, the tears for people I barely knew, had never gotten the chance to know. Six years isn't enough time with a family you should have your whole life and I clung to Namine, hoping my thoughts could do the talking for me. My wings wrapped around the both of us, clinging desperately.
This was so familiar, I thought with irony through the sadness, the mourning, and the tears.
Mommy, I miss you, why, why'd you have to go away...? I want you back, I WANT HER BACK!
Another face, another memory, entered my mind, kind blue eyes and orange hair like mine.
Daddy, you too, why? Namine, Nami, why did they have to leave me alone?
Thoughts and words were pouring out of my mind like the tears were pouring from my eyes. Everything, everything just hit me. The enormous truth of who and what I really was, the loss of my parents, the fact that my life had been saved for selfish reasons by the city's most powerful demon; the fear my new-old powers and appearance would inspire in everyone, not just Nami.
I felt like my brain was short-circuiting. I clung to her, desperately. My rock. My island in the storm. My mate. My fiancee. My love.
Namine...!
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 12, 2012 2:34:16 GMT -5
My arms wrap around him, holding him close. I don't know what to say. All I can do is think softly to him, Sorry. My lips press to his temple and I hold him close, allow his emotions to find a place to rest inside me, allow him the right to breath while drowning. I smile softly against his skin before taking my good hand and wiping up some of his tears. "I'm sorry, but... Everything will be okay." I can't promise him... this is up to him, not me...
Please.
Please don't...
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