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Summary: AU story of Riddick finding his long-lost love. And the chaos that can bring. Crossover with Chronicles of Riddick (Pitch Black) and Yu-Gi-Oh.

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Anime > Yu-Gi-Oh!
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IdaliaFR1823,883042,3035 Aug 065 Aug 06No


Title: Chronicles of Arashi
Authors: Kellenmage and Wingleader Sora Jade
Disclaimer: We don’t own Yu-Gi-Oh or Pitch Black *bows* thank you.

Chapter Two: Counseling

The female psychiatrist raised an eyebrow at her patient, who wasn’t really paying attention to her at all. “And?”

“God, he was a nutcase!” Tenshi threw up his hands, pacing the length of the room. “He nearly raped me!”

Tenshi, she decided, was in more trouble than she had originally anticipated. He was a boy with a particular background that was long, detailed, and needed a tape recorder and about three hundred pages to get all of it. Short story, he was a demi-god. The Child of Fate to be precise and at the lovely age of 14 or so, got an item of value that had an Egyptian spirit locked in it. Said spirit took him over for some odd years, got a body, went good, and was now posing as his big brother.

But what was the worst, and what had put the poor boy over the deep end, was what happened in his college days. In his sophomore year of college, one of his enemy’s took both his brother’s and his own girlfriend (Youkai had proposed by then) and made them have a tournament by Duel Monsters. Whoever lost got to watch their beloved die. In a very brave and unfortunately deadly plan to save both, they both lost them. And in the same process, their best friends. In one day, five people died.

And the whole world knew about everything, down to the last detail. Tenshi had jumped off of his girlfriend’s dorm roof to catch her as she fell after being pushed. His angel wings (gift from his mother) had appeared and the scene was caught on a live news broadcast. After which, Tenshi broke and became the man before her, and Youkai turned into himself for retribution.

Shaking herself out of her thoughts, Shelly continued the conversation. “Because he wanted to love you?”

“He was just messing with my head, trying to hurt me!” Tenshi was in full rant mode, and had been about this same subject since he had walked in the door. Even though his brother had bribed him to attend these things, he did get a chance to vent. Which he obviously needed at the moment.

“Really? Why do you think that?”

“Because everyone knows I don’t do romance! Fuck, I haven’t since-since…then.” Before he could have said her name, the name of the one he loves, he faltered and seemed to deflate. Of course, knowing Tenshi it wouldn’t take much to make him launch again.

“From what you tell me this man isn’t normal…what if he doesn’t know?”

“Of course he knows! Youkai and I are on the news every fucking day, seems like!”

Shelly sighed. “What’s his name?”

“I don’t fucking know! He never told me!”

“Did you ask?”

“Why would I?”

“You’re so obsessed already. Why not?”

“I am not obsessed!”

Shelly raised her eyebrow again and looked at her watch to gauge the time. “You have been talking about him for 56 minutes.” She spread her hands and looked him right in the eye. “What do you feel about that? About him. His version of sex to yours.”

Tenshi put a hand over his eyes, closing them. “Oh Allah, I can’t…romance and love are myths that don’t exist. I don’t give a damn about him or whatever he wants from me!”

She silently nodded a second and then made a note in her charts. Poor man…he didn’t know what he wanted or anything of the sort. With his background, she was just surprised he hadn’t killed himself already. “Alright. That is all of our time today. Send in your brother.” Shelly pulled out Youkai’s file and made more notes in Tenshi’s.

Tenshi nodded and spun on his heal, storming out as he usually always did. He was only in therapy for his brother. And he hated it.

She watched his back with a shake of her head. Poor misguided, disillusioned, sorrowful man. The one who came in wasn’t much better, he was just a little more stubborn.

Youkai got to the empty seat across form her, looking tired. “Sorry about him. He’s in a foul mood today.”

“It’s alright. I have a feeling that he isn’t the only one who had a rough night. Tell me about it.”

He sighed and flopped his arm out across the arm and placed his head back. “he’s just getting worse, and I don’t know what to do. None of the drugs seem to work. I’m debating getting him committed again, let the damn doctors deal with him.” He put his head in his hands.

Shelly smiled at him gently. “If it helps at all, I think this new man from last night might be able to help. He’s in a worse mood because he is torn.” She sat back and folded he hands. “What do you think of the nameless dark wonder?”

“I don’t trust him.” Youkai’s answer was immediate.

A sad smile, “You don’t trust anyone, do you?”

He sighed and ran a hand through his hair, a gesture as old as he was. “No.”

She got up from her desk to travel around. “I want you to try something.”

He looked up wearily. “Oh?”

“Close your eyes.” She waited until he did before continuing and taking his hands. “Go back…before everything. What do you see?”

He gave a harsh laugh. “Nothing. My whole life’s been an ‘everything’.”

She tried again, using what she had learned over four years of counseling these two. “Do you remember Chiot? Can you see him?”

He shivered. “D-don’t call me that.”

She sighed. “Whether you like it or not, that was your name. And that man is still there. I can even prove it.”

“I know…but he was happy.”

“You can be too.” She said softly, gently. “You have a will of iron and can do anything you set your mind to.”

“Except help Tenshi. I’ve tried so hard! There’s nothing I can do.”

“You can not do anything to help him if he doesn’t want to be helped. It ‘s impossible. He fights us both.”

“I know, I know…he just doesn’t want to remember. He blames himself for not saving them.”

Shelly nodded. “As do you. And we can’t convince him otherwise until he can love again. Love and trust enough to listen.”

Youkai laughed bitterly. “We may as well kill him now then.”

Her eyes got really hard. He hand came out and she slapped him. “Dammit Youkai!”

His eyes snapped open to stare at her in shock. In all of the years she had listened to them, Shelly had never done anything like this.

“I have listened to you and your brother for four years. I will not give up and by God, neither will you!”

He stared at her, eyes odd. “You don’t understand, do you?”

“Explain it to me then.” Her eyes glaring at him in righteous anger.

“We were supposed to die that day. We should have died. That’s why we’re walking around like ghosts. There’s no point.”

“You didn’t die, Chiot. You lived. You both did.” She glared at him, using the name he had taken, the one his love had given him when they got engaged. Chiot meant ‘puppy’ in French…and Amoura had been French. She had tried several ways to get to him, none worked. So, she would try anger.

He just looked at her, one tear rolling down his cheek. “I wish I’d died.”

Shelly sighed, her anger vanishing, and wrapped her arms around him. “Chiot…” He let out a shuddering sigh, not quite a sob, but almost. She held him, encouraging him to open. “Please try.”

“It hurts! I can’t…it hurts…oh God, I miss them. I miss her…”

“And you always will miss her. She hasn’t left, Chiot. She lives inside of you. In your memories and your heart.” He let out a soft sob, pressing a hand over his eyes. “How can that be enough?”

“It’s better than not at all. You will always have her with you. All of them”

“Gods, I miss her…”

“I know.” Shelly gently rocked him. Her glance at the clock made her sad. It was almost over and he needed so much more. More than she could ever give him, she was afraid. He shuddered and clung to her, and just for a moment he was Chiot again. She held his, comforting him. “It’s okay to miss her, Chiot. But you need to move on, keep going with your life.”

“I can’t!”

“Why? You think she wanted you to become this? To always remember her and not move on? To become something else entirely from the man she loved. You needed to change you name, Chiot.”

He flinched. ‘Please, don’t call me that…I already know that I’ll never see her again, don’t make it worse!”

She sighed. “Youkai…I know that Chiot is still here. He is still you. You haven’t changed. Just as your brother hasn’t. Unmei is still Unmei. You both have just reused to continue. I know you are the same. If I brought in my three year old son…” she trailed off to see his reaction.

The look of pain on his face was so intense that she was finally done for the day. And his tone just sealed the deal. “Please, don’t.” Low and filled with an aching heart, a whisper. He’d been in college for a teaching degree before the aftermath of the murders had ended in both brothers dropping out. He had planned on teaching children, elementary.

She nodded. “Alright. You can go home.”

“When’s our next session?”

“Tenshi’s is tomorrow at the normal time. Yours is the day after, same time as always.”

He nodded, tired as he stood up, walked around her, bowed politely and left. He was probably planning to drown himself in a bottle of sake or puff on that opium pipe of his. Shelly knew, but did nothing. She had done all she could…and it still wasn’t enough.

The End?

You have reached the end of "Chronicles of Arashi" – so far. This story is incomplete and the last chapter was posted on 5 Aug 06.

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