Fading Blossom in the Sand | By : Mina-chan95 Category: +G through L > King of Fighters Views: 23 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: This story was made for fun and definitely NOT for making profit or money out of it. Trust me, Mina only sees writing as a hobby and her passion. More important, I do NOT own King of Fighters. |
Alright, everyone!~
And guess who decided to give this project some love?
Yup, before working on new stories, I've decided to update this one. More so, this will another step closer towards Iori finally reaching NESTS (I promise, incoming arc/episode will the last one) So, let's if he'll make it on time before either Kyo perished or getting captured by any of scientists.
A-anyway,
As always,
Enjoy your stay!~
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Meanwhile, in one room of the Isolation Unit. One certain Kusanagi is sitting in bed, and while he leans against the wall, he turns his head away from his cell door and stares at a blank wall.
It has been a couple of weeks since he was imprisoned by NESTS, and a few days since he learned about his mission partner’s tragic fate. However, he is slowly becoming accustomed to this place and doesn’t mind spending the rest of his life here.
At least, this is a suitable punishment for a criminal like him who failed the mission, and his mistake cost him Shingo’s life.
Therefore, perhaps he is kept alive to repent of his sins. Or so the brunette thinks as he closes his eyes and exhales as he sinks into a gloomier mood.
At this point, he is too exhausted to end his miserable life and has given up the hope of leaving this place. Even if he attempted to escape, he would have nowhere to stay. One worry is adopting a new identity, while another is the potential discovery of his involvement in the rebel movement.
Besides, Kyo does not wish anyone from the Resistance Force to see him deeply fall from his grace, especially Yagami. After all, his long-time partner will be disappointed if he discovers how easily he was defeated and marked by the enemy while submitting to these shameful acts.
“Whatever you are planning to do, please do not seek for me or come anywhere close. I don’t think that I could endure grieving another loss, Yagami. So, please forget me for your own sake. And do not try anything reckless, you fool…” The brunette silently prays while just imagining the redhead clenches his heart.
But for now, the sound of the automatic door opening startles him.
“How are you doing today, Kusanagi-kun?” The silver-haired scientist with glasses asks.
When he approaches Kyo, he notices that his test subject hasn’t touched his food or water ratio for two days. As he softens his gaze, he sits next to the Kusanagi.
After he wraps his arm around the brunette’s shoulder, who shows no reaction, he brings him closer. “I understand you are still not over your friend’s death. However, you cannot neglect yourself.”
“Not because you’ll grow weak and die, but I might get into deep trouble, and it would cost me my job, and we do not want that, do we?” Or so Professor Kurama keeps in his mind.
“Unfortunately, I’m afraid that this is the last day of your stay here. Starting today, you will be transferred to the research facility.” He adds in a chill tone.
When he presses Kyo against his chest, he ruffles his hair. “But you do not need to worry. You will be under doctor Makishima’s care. As long as you follow hers or the researchers’ instructions, you should be fine.”
At the moment, the professor’s words have no weight or meaning to him. It is just sweet nothing before he is sent to the deeper level of his own Avici.
After Kurama releases the brunette from the soft embrace, he kneels in front of him. As he holds his shoulder and stares into these dull amber eyes, he gives him a comforting smile. “The doctor is already waiting for us. So, shall we go?”
When he helps Kyo to stand up, he walks him through the door.
While on their way, the brunette hung his head.
Meanwhile, the blonde doctor fixes her glasses while keeping her hand in the coat’s pocket.
As this couple stands in front of her, she briefly cracks a smile. “It’s been a while, Kusanagi. How was your stay here?”
Yet, she receives no response from the silent brunette. “Either way, I assume that the professor Kurama informed you about your further plans.”
But for now, Makishima addresses the silver-haired male. “So, from now, we’ll take him over, professor.”
“You heard her, Kusanagi-kun? So, why don’t go with her?” Kurama speaks up.
After he turns his back to the blonde, he wraps his arm around Kyo. As he grins like a snake, he whispers into his ear. “Just wait for me, and will come to rescue you, Kusanagi-kun.”
For sure, it makes Kyo widen his eyes and freeze in the same spot as if being in the giant snake’s grasp, which flickers its split tongue. However, when he feels how gently the professor’s hand pushes him forward, he returns to this world.
In the end, as he walks with Makishima, he turns his head and notices that the silver-haired male closes his eyes and innocently smiles and waves while keeping his other arm behind his back.
A couple of days pass. The fluffy silver-haired male twice looks around his shoulder, making sure that no one follows him into his room.
Fortunately, none of the blonde doctor’s underlings are anywhere around.
After the brunette arrived in his new cell, he accidentally chirped too much for the doctor about the unauthorized test samples that Kurama took.
Even if the silver-haired male wasn’t aware of what Kyo had told, he was certain - Makishima wasn’t too happy about it.
Therefore, all the Kusanagi’s clones, which were not fully developed along the prototype and all documentation, were confiscated, and Kurama’s research ceased.
Even a few scientists who assisted him turned their backs on him and witnessed against him.
After Doctor Makishima reported the current situation to NESTS, instead of being shot, Professor Kurama’s every movement was monitored while working in the isolation unit.
However, his old friend still passed him a pair of communication devices, which signals cannot be tracked even by the NESTS or the Empire.
Who also knew that not murdering that defective, undocumented clone and keeping her locked in the closet during the investigation could be his key to retrieving Kyo and escaping from this place?
More importantly, showing decent behavior towards that replica brought a fine harvest. After all, that clone was blindly trustful and obedient, and she could do anything without questioning if Kurama just asked.
But for now, as the silver-haired male enters inside, the automatic door closes behind him.
After he reaches his bed and sits on it, he turns on the transmission device. Unfortunately, when he tries to dial one certain brunette, the blue holographic screen turns red, showing an error message.
At the moment, Kurama bites his nails and hisses. “Strange… She always picks it up. Don’t tell me she was killed. I knew I shouldn’t have expected much from a mere copy. How unfortunate...”
As he lowers his head and grids his teeth, he grasps the transmission device and tosses it on the ground.
When he lowers his head, he cracks a smile. “Well, even if my last hope has died, I will still find a way to how to get you out of there. So, wait for me for a bit longer, Kusanagi-kun.”
Back to the Resistance Force Headquarters. As soon as one couple of soldiers returns, Shingo hands over the slumbering male clone of the Kusanagi to the group of medics and leaves him under their care.
Meanwhile, the restrained brunette shrugs and steps back after seeing so many people in white coats in one place.
What if they are working together with the same person who imprisoned her dad and going to bring her back to the same white room and run tests on her? More so, this time nobody will ruffle her hair afterwards and praise her for enduring another experiment.
“Where are you taking Nii-sama and what are you going to do with him?” The female replica indignantly asks one of the medical staff while staying close to Iori and refusing to leave his side.
“We’re taking him to the medical unit, ma’am. However, we would also ask you to go with us.” One medic briefly explains.
“I’m not going anywhere.” The brunette backfires. After a brief pause, she continues, pointing in the redhead’s direction. “Unless he is coming together. How else I can be sure that you won’t trick me?”
For sure, such an attitude slowly gets on Iori’s nerves, and he rolls his eyes.
Yet, he tries to remain calm and addresses the remaining personnel. “Why are you still here? Don’t you have a job to do? I’ll take that woman to the medical unit even if I need to drag her, if that concerns you.”
And thus, after the medic nods, he rushes towards his team.
Lastly, he grabs this replica by her arm and prompts her to go.
Meanwhile, the brunette frowns and objects. “Oi, what do you think you’re doing?”
However, Iori only murmurs. “Why do you have to be so annoying?”
The female replica only raises her eyebrow. “Eh? Did you say anything? If you have anything to say, say it clearly, and not mumble like an old grumpy man.”
“Of all clones, why does this one have to have such an attitude?” Yagami wonders while hoping that the sooner he brings this Kusanagi’s look-alike, the sooner he can have peace of mind.
More so, no matter how he doesn’t want to admit it, he has to get along with this replica, because she might guide him where Kyo is.
Some time passes. On the way to the Medical Unit, the brunette realizes she is the center of everyone’s attention.
At first, she does her best to keep her pride and confidence despite being a prisoner in unknown territory.
Unfortunately, it becomes a difficult task when she can feel the male soldiers fixating their eyes on her with such morbid curiosity. For now, she gives a questioning look at Yagami. “Hey, why are they staring at me like that? Do I look that weird?”
Meanwhile, Iori only grids his teeth and gives a deadly glare to anyone who looks in their direction.
At the moment, he can swear that even one wrong gesture or word will be enough to send anyone flying across the hallway.
He's not interested in a fake version of Kyo or the attention of these men they are giving her, but he's just tired and frustrated. Or so Iori convinces himself.
But for now, he exhales. “Just don’t pay too much attention to it.”
“If you say so. However, they are not dad’s co-workers. So, why they are so fixated on me and can’t mind their own business? It’s not that they need to test or confirm something for the research.” The brunette honestly replies.
Instead of making unnecessary comments, Iori holds back.
After reaching their destination place the automated door opens, and both enter inside.
As Yagami makes his way through rushing medical personnel, he notices the staff gathered around one healing capsule.
“Hey, Kagura. I brought that pesky clone.” The redhead addresses the certain doctor.
When the ebony-haired woman turns back, she replies. “Welcome back.”
As she takes a better look at the tied-up Kyo’s look-alike standing next to him, she briefly gets confused. Despite that, she comments. “You do almost resemble Kusanagi as if you were his sibling…”
Yet, the brunette demands the answers. “I dunno who is Kusanagi, but all I know is that Nii-sama is here. So, where is he, and what have you done to him?”
“You can rest assured. Your brother is fine, and he just needs plenty of rest.” Chizuru reassures her and lets her get closer to the capsule, where the prototype peacefully slumbers.
“Nii-sama…” the female clone whispers in a nearly pitiful voice.
A second later, the dark-haired woman adds in a serious tone. “But for now, I would ask you to cooperate with us. At first, I would need to need to examine you properly.”
Lastly, she addresses Iori. “You can leave now… And thank you for what have you done.”
“Whatever… Just be careful and don’t be tricked by her. She might look weak and innocent, but she is as strong as Kyo.” The redhead replies as he turns back and raises his palm. Finally, he walks away while keeping his hands in his pants pockets.
Meanwhile, the female replica tries to over-talk Kagura. “Do I really I have to do this?”
“I’m afraid that this is the only way how can I can check if you are injured. However, later on, you can change into clean pajama.” The dark-haired doctor patiently replies.
“That is the very first thing that dad gave me. So, there is no way I’ll let you discard it!” The brunette objects while pointing out at her body suit.
“But what if I promise you I will keep it for you? And I’m sure that your father would be relieved knowing that you are alright or not sick.” Chizuru continues negotiating with the brunette.
At first, the female replica doubts her intentions, yet she lowers her guard temporally. “Alright. I trust you for now, I guess. Besides, you wear the same coat as my dad. So, you can’t be a bad person, right?”
In the end, Chizuru closes her eyes and ruffles the clone’s hair as a small sign of gratitude.
Several hours pass. It is the middle of the night, and everyone is already asleep in the bunkers.
Unfortunately, one redhead’s peaceful rest is disturbed by the sensation of someone sleeping next to him.
Suddenly, he widens his eyes and turns to check whether he is still dreaming.
Not only does he realize he is not alone, but he also has a weird feeling about who might be that fearless fool who asks for their death wish.
No matter how much he is tempted to kick out the sleeping brunette, he understands it will awaken everyone, and he’ll get into trouble.
For now, Iori nuzzles the female clone while whispering. “Hey, enough sleeping. Wake up.”
Yet, the brunette only frowns and replies in a sleepy voice. “What is your problem? If you can’t sleep, at least let the others, you know.”
That woman wants to test his patience limits, doesn’t she? Iori thinks to himself while facepalming.
Instead, he shortly instructs. “Get up. We’re leaving.”
“Where? I’m fine staying here.” The Kusanagi’s look-alike objects. When she climbs on top of Iori, she rests her arms on his chest and smiles like a feline. “And I could use you as a pillow.”
It might be pointless arguing with this pesky troublemaker any further. Therefore, he has to figure out how to make this creature leave without causing problems.
“How did you get there? And what do you want from me?” The redhead asks.
The brunette lowers her gaze. “I didn’t want to sleep alone, and dad didn’t mind it either when I was still in the lab because he told that it would be warmer. So, I don’t get why are you complaining?”
After a brief pause, she confesses. “Even if I had no idea that you were staying here, I just simply followed my intuition.’’
When she places a palm on her chest, she continues. “As if, deep inside me, there was a part of me telling me I should trust you and seek you despite you being such an idiot. Heck, just listening to that strong feeling, I also guessed the password of this room. So, now I wonder what kind of relationship you had with Nii-sama…”
After listening to these words, Yagami explains. “I have nothing to do with that cheap copy.”
Surely, it confuses this clone. “But dad shown me a photo of Nii-sama, and asked me to bring him. He even entrusted this task to me because he told me I was the only one who could do it.”
“Then your father tricked you. You two are nothing more dull replicas of Kyo.” Iori briefly replies.
The brunette only gets bewildered by this man’s words and speaks up. “You’re… you’re lying. Dad is a very kind person and why else he would have told me that everyone else who looked like Nii-sama were fakes and I shouldn’t feel bad for them? Or that a bad people, who are stole his hard work, made them?”
“If your father truly cared about you, why hasn't he reached out? You are just a tool for him or for whoever these bastards to kidnapped Kyo and made you. For fuck's sake, even after you reunited with your brother, you should have noticed any differences between that photo or him in person.” The redhead backfires.
The female clone hangs her head and remains silent for a while.
After receiving no answers, Iori asks while keeping his poker face. “What’s wrong? Does the truth hurt you?”
She only shakes her head in disbelief. “I… I don’t understand. Why dad wanted me to bring Nii-sama to him, if he isn’t Original? It makes no sense.”
“This is what I want to know as well, and you will help me find Kyo and rescue him.” The redhead replies in a calm tone.
Meanwhile, this replica remarks. “You seem to adore and care about my original a lot. Now, I kinda get it why that one part of me cannot help but feel attracted towards you. Maybe you are not that bad person if he feels that way.”
As the brunette genially smiles, she adds. “After all, dad mentioned to me once that I share not only Original’s skills but also his emotions and at some point his memories.”
Yet, when she notices the dumbfounded redhead, she raises her eyebrow. “Hey, what’s wrong you with you? Did I say anything wrong? Or didn’t you know this?”
After Iori turns his head and closes his eyes, he tries to remain calm. “And you are poking your nose into the others’ business like him.”
When he gets up, he addresses this replica. “Either way, let’s get you back to your room.”
Despite not comprehending Yagami's reaction earlier, the brunette still does what he asks.
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