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Tears of Blood
By : SultrySundina
Category: +. to F > Blade of the Immortal
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Tears of Blood (My Story Arc: Finale to Blade of the Immortal):

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Chapter 18: Goodbye

Rin looked down at Manji. She could no longer be scared, no longer hide behind her fears of what could happen, and simply just be. It was time to find the answers she so desperately needed. The closure she feared she would finally get. It was time she pushed her heart aside and listened to her head. It was time she really did let any expectations go and simply let her heart break, if that was what was meant to happen.

"Manji-san, we need to talk."

"Figured you say that. You should be gettin' y'er ass to sleep, tomorrow will be a long journey cause we're gettin' outta this shit hole town as soon as the sun rises."

"No Manji-san, not until we talk."

"Then spit it the fuck out already woman." Manji flinched, he hadn't meant to sound so cruel. His gaze shifted back to the floor. He was stone sober, even with three bottles of saké coursing through his system. The bitter alcohol was not going to save him this time.

Rin, perturbed at his rudeness, bluntly asked, "Is that what I am? A woman? Or am I still a child to you? I want the truth."

Manji looked up at Rin, dreading the question, but realized there was no point anymore. Either way he would have to answer it, sometime. "You're not a kid."

"That does not fully answer the question Manji-san." Rin's voice was calm again, but what she was feeling inside was far from that.

"What do you expect me to say Rin? I'm not some hero come to rescue you. I'm a samurai; a dog. A dirty fucking dog! Nothing more."

"I know full well you aren't a hero, but I don't believe that you're a dog either! You're my yōjimbō, and I would hope, after all we have been through together, my friend. I told you before I don't have any expectations of you. I just want to know what I am to you."

Manji pondered the question. What was she to him exactly; he wasn't sure, but he knew how he should answer her and that was exactly what he did, gave her the answer he should have long ago, "You're right, I am your yōjimbō. I will never be anything else. I have given my word to protect you and I will do so. That is all I can give. You are my duty. That is all."

"Then what happened Manji-san? W..Why did you do all those things with me?"

"I'm still a man Rin. Like I said, a dirty, dumb dog. Get it through your thick skull. It's over, whatever it was, is over. No more of whatever it was that happened. I'm your yōjimbō. It's my duty to protect you, even if it is from me. It's over. Got it?"

"I understand Manji-san." However, Rin really didn't understand and Manji was still not making it clear, but she felt no more need to press the subject. She had very few answers, most were what he had already told her before, then when she started to ask him questions; but as a yawn crept from her lips she realized perhaps her hot headed yōjimbō was right, and sleep soon occupied her thoughts as she crawled under the covers of herfūton. She knew it would be pointless to ask anything else. He was avoiding her, but at least she got out of him that he no longer felt she was a child. It was more than she thought he would say to her. Finally, as sleep encompassed her, she drifted into yet another nightmarish haze.

Rin looked around her, it was dark, and cold. She could feel the tears staining her cheeks. Beside her lay Manji, lifeless; headless. Him dead was a scene she was used to, but this time, it was different. He was not coming back and she knew it. He died for her, died saving her. He protect her, just like he said he would do. Rin's heart ached for the man she would never get to touch again in the way her body yearned to. She never would be able to be in his arms again, or talk to him again, or kiss him again. He was gone; yet another person taken away from her. A man dressed in black stood before her, his hand stretched out to her, beckoning her to stand. Rin stood, ignoring his gesture, her sword in hand.

This man, this unknown man, had just killed Manji. Rin lunged, her sword in her hands, at the man in black before her. She hated him, hated him more than she had ever hated anyone in her life. She could not see his face, it was a blur, unknown to her; his identity hidden from her, but he felt familiar. She felt her sword plunge deep into his abdomen. She quickly pulled it back out and as the man fell to the floor she plunged it into his chest, aiming for his heart. As she wrenched the sword from his body one more time the man fell to the floor, but not before outstretching his right arm to Rin and muttering, "I love you." and taking his last breath. Rin fell to the floor, her sword still in hand. She clung to the lifeless and bloody body of Manji before her. Her hand grazed a small dagger that way lying on the floor. Slowly she brought it up to throat. She would not live without him, not like this. "Goodbye Manji." She was ready for the pain to finally end...

Rin's eyes shot open and she was almost gasping for air. Never before had her dreams felt so entirely real, so entirely hopeless. Most of her nightmares were memories and fears, but this; this was entirely different. It felt like nothing she had ever felt before, and as a single tear fell from her right eye she moved her head to the left to see Manji on his back; asleep on his fūton a few feet away from her, his blankets down at his feet. She looked at the window which had not been covered over: It was just before dawn. She looked back to Manji, he seemed almost peaceful, and she wanted to reach out to him and take him in her arms and not let go. It was then that she realized if she didn't leave now, he would end up just like in her dream, and she would end up alone no matter what path she chose.

Rin slowly and quietly rose and looked around the room. Her belongings were still packed and she knew her clothes would have been washed by the maids, and have been laid just inside the shoji by now. She could dress downstairs in the bath room. She did not wish to wake up Manji. As she gathered her items and got to the fusuma - which was open so she assumed Manji hadn't gone to sleep at the same time she did - she peered back at Manji. She couldn't leave without one last kiss, even if it would be a stolen one, she wanted to feel his lips on hers just one last time.

Rin bent down beside Manji's sleeping body, knelt over him and practically mouthed, "I'm sorry Manji-san. I am leaving now." With that she lowered herself to him, she could smell the usual scent of blood and earth from him. She leaned in closer and kissed him gently on the lips. His lips were warm and when she pulled away she licked her lips; she could taste the bitter after taste of saké. She closed her eyes and again, a single tear fell from her right eye, landing on Manji's bare chest. "Goodbye Manji." She whispered. With those last words Rin stood up, and was about to leave when she felt a hand grasp her wrist and pull her back down to her knees.
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Tears of Blood	By : SultrySundina Category: +. to F > Blade of the Immortal Views: 1863 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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