For Life or Death

was.For Life or Death

By: Skylar Tomokane




Author’s notes: Ok plps…I own everything here!!!...Characters, settings, songs, etc. …If you want to use any of them, please ask me first…I really don’t have problem with it, it’s just that I want to know and get credit for them…Some of the songs will probably not be mine, but don’t worry, I’m going to give credit to the people that did them…Also, please send me some poems that I could put in the fic…don’t worry, you’re getting the credit for them…;)

Disclaimer:
Skylar:Ok, this is the first chapter…WARNING THIS IS A YAOI aka MALE/MALE COUPLING!!!...If you have something against it, then don’t read…By the way, I know at first it may seem like there is not really a plot to the whole thing except guys getting laid, but there is…it’s just hidden right now…just so you know, this is rated R for the obvious violence, cursing, and, of course, sex…there is going to be a lot of angst and fluff in this story…sorry plps but I have problems,k?...By the way, just so you know, I’m a girl, and no, I’m not gay…I don’t have anything against gay plp, if I did I won’t be writing that, but I really wanted to write a fic with a little more Yaoi action than before…I love guys and I thing that guys that date guys are smart!!!…;)…I know that there are plp with problems out there, just like me, so please review and tell me if you like it or not. I’ve already started the next chapter and I’m halfway through, BUT I’m not going to update until I get at least 3 reviews…sorry, but I need to know that plp are reading it so I can continue…I won’t mind flames, as long as you don’t flame me for writing a male/male and as long as you don’t try to burn my manga and pc…you try that, and, if you are a girl, I’m gonna kill, but if you are a guy, I’m gonna molest you!!!...aka,…girl-my slave…my smy sex toy…sooooo be careful how you flame me…you cross the line, and you would wish that Touya killed you. Or molested you as one of my friends would want…You know who you are!!!..^.^…You gotta be glad that I don’t plan on telling your boyfriend…by the way, this story will have a looooot of sex…just so you know…
Touya: Sex??? With who?*looking at me skeptically*
Skylar: Well you know, can’t tell you right now…you’ll have to wait till next chapter!!!
Touya: Is it going to be with a human???*trying to get to the second chapter*
Skylar: Well….you know….Er…
Touya: *Sight* as long as it is good and it’s not with Kauri or Sayo, then I guess I’ll live…
Skylar: Heh…*really nervous hides the second chapter and hopes that Touya doesn’t get to it until it’s already updated* Lets hope plp like you enough to review…
Touya: If they are humans, then I don’t care…
Skylar: *frowns* I don’t care if you care or not!!! You are going to be nice to the readers or I’m gonna smack you!!!
Touya: *gets really close to Skylar*What if I molest you?
Skylar:*eyes opening wide*Wh…What?
Touya: You heard me…

Skylar:*smacks him on the head*You are hot, I won’t argue with that, but you are too much a male version of my self…I may lust after you, but that is not enough to persuade me into being mean to the readers!!! If you are not good, I’ll have to make some changes in the second chapter!!!
Touya: *looking terrified* Ok, ok…I get the point!!! *looks apologetic at the readers*sorry for being mean…I promise I’ll behave…
Skylar:*mad*good!!!!...*turns also to the readers*Please review…if you do, You’ll be able to read the next chapter soon…and maybe I’ll be able to put more of your fave character in there…If you tell me who it is, though…=^.^=…R&R!!! Oh, yeah and just so you know, this whole story is from Touya’s point of view…I guess since we act so much alike, I know how he thinks…oh, yeah, forgot to tell you that Touya and I have kind of a weird bond...think of it as us being the same person but then separated in two…then raised diff. Ways…like that you have a male version and a female version…we still have the bond, but we are different...sorry if this is confusing…and no, I’m not going to be in the story…I’m just writing it for Touya…



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Cursed Fey

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“Dialog”
‘Thoughts’
“Songs”

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The lights turned on and the platform started moving. I heard the screaming and smiled. The platform stopped and I was standing on the stage in front of the crowd. There were hundreds of people there. All of them were waiting for the concert to start. It was my concert. I was the star. Girls were screaming trying to get to me. How disgusting humans can be. The music started and my thoughts ceased. Music was my life, my soul. I was a cursed fey. Music and I were one. I opened my soul and sang.

“The heat is beating me down
And I am drowning in your hate
Every time I look at you
I see the curse you put on me
The world you took away from me
And now I look down upon
This land you’ve send me to
This nightmare you have given me
A nightmare that is my life

How can you sleep at night?
Knowing that I hate you
How can you sleep at night?
Knowing the misery that I am
How can you sleep at night?
Knowing that the next time I see you
I’ll take away from you
What you took away from me”

I closed my eyes and let the rhythm ride me. My heart beaded with the drums. My soul danced with the guitars.

“I’ve spend so many nights
Thinking of a way
To get out of this hell
I loved you so much
I killed for you
I even died for you
But you cursed me any way
I’ve found a way to free my self
And that is to kill you

How can you sleep at night?
Knowing that I hate you
How can you sleep at night?
Knowing the misery that I am
How can you sleep at night?
Knowing that the next time I see you
I’ll take away from you
What you took away from me

So many centuries stuck in this prison
And some day I promise I’ll be free

You can tell me you love me now
But I won’t listen
You can tell me you hate me now
But I won’t listen
I’ll only listen to you screams
As I break the curse in the night.”

I finished my lyrics and moments later, the music stopped too. The lights shined on me and I smiled. Every song that I singed is the story of my life. I continued singing for another hour and when I finished, I headed back stage. There were people waiting for me there, but they didn’t bother me. They knew better than that. The first few concerts they tried to “take care” of me, thinking that I’m tired and need help. They know better now. I have enough energy to go through fifty more concerts. Nobody here knows who I truly am, so I’d like to keep it that way.

I headed to my room backstage and once getting there, I locked the door. My manager had the bad habit of coming in on me when I was changing and making advances on me. It’s not like I have anything against male-male coupling, actually I really don’t care about it, but he can be annoying, even though he is not bad looking. Besides, I don’t mate with humans. You may think it strange, but considering my past, it’s actually practical. I might as well tell you about it.

I don’t know how old I am. Really old probably covers it up. As I said before, I’m a fey. We’re immortal, so we don’t really count our years of life. There is no point to it. That was wrong, and I apologize. I’m not truly immortal. I can die, from a wound or decease. Even thought the last is less possible. I don’t age, that is all I meant. For human standards, I look as though I’m 19-24. Since I’m supposedly a star, I introduce my self as being 21, which makes things easier for me. My human name is Touya. I introduce my self as an orphan, so I don’t need a last name. My fey name is Yuki Fey of the Blue Tips. I’m, or was, the son of Aya Fey of the Blue Tips. She was the advisor to the King of Fey centuries before I was born. I don’t know who my father is, because only my mother raised me. She died a long time ago, but that is of no importance to you.

When I was about few hundred years old, I did the unforgivable. I fell in love with a human. She was not a normal human, mind you; she was half-fey herself. Halflings have magic, but not much. If their parents don’t tell them they are Halfling, then they’ll never know. Nobody can tell which of the humans is partially one of us and which aren’t. The only way to find out is when they die. I didn’t know she was one of us, at the time.

Everything started innocent. Or as innocent as it could get when a fey is screwing around with a human, which, mind you, is forbidden. We’re not allowed to mess with them. But I fell in love. I did everything for her. She just had to ask me, and I would have done it. For two years, nobody learned about it. Not even my mother knew. There is a saying that fey don’t lie, but it’s not true. We lie but only when we really have to. We try not to.

One day, my beloved asked me something awful. I always knew that she seeks power, but I wasn’t aware of what she is willing to do for it. That day, she came to our meeting place all dressed up and smiling.

“You seem happy today.” I observed and kissed her hungrily. She wrapped her arms around me and smiled even wider.
“I am. Today I’ll be able to gain much more power, and you’re going to help me.” I looked startled. She never included me in her plans of power gaining, and I never cared for them.

About an hour later, I knew her plan. There was a human with a lot of power that I had to kill for her. He had to die as a sacrifice for her power. Keep in mind that all of this happened long before the Christianity. People then still believed in sacrifice for keeping the gods happy. I had to kill this human, and then she’ll have all the power she ever wanted. I, of course, agreed to help her. I’m a fey, so human life doesn’t count as much in my book. One less wasn’t a big deal for us at all. Later that day, I had the man in front of her, ready to become a sacrifice.

The moment I slit his trout, though, I felt the twinge of magic been pulled from me. That’s how I knew that he was not a normal human, but one of us. He was a Halfling, and I had killed him. Then, the spell was cast. Only it wasn’t the kind of spell I expected. I was put under a control spell. I lost my mind and went off killing every fey that I could find. For five years, I was under that spell, and I killed and killed until I could find no other fey. Then the spell was broken. I went crazy when I came to my self. I had killed every fey that I knew of and I was the only one left.

I went back to the woman that put that spell e toe to try to kill her. She put a curse on me though. She took away from me my magic, and my wings, and cursed me to live in the human world forever. I was just a weapon for her, she said, that will be able to kill all of the disgusting fey. These were her last words, before she was killed as a sacrifice to one of the gods the humans in her area believed in. The moment she died, I felt the pull of magic, and knew right the way, that she also was one of us.

For a long timeriedried to find a way to restore my magic. Finally, a year ago, I talked with one of the humans that supposedly have the power to see the future. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t believe them either. But this one gave me a legend that was my legend.

“The Fey that holds the Key
Will be cursed for eternity
Until he finds his beloved
Every 3000 yrs she will be reborn
The only way to break the curse
Is to kill the one that
Took his life away.”