Oh Love Me Mistress: A Kaguya Crossover Fic

Cold, that was what I felt when I woke up in this seemingly never-ending blizzard.

Rather than cold, it was freezing, the air blistering against my battered body. Rather than cold soft crystal, it felt more like a rain of icicle. Yet, I keep struggling.

Snow white painted the floor, darkness spread out space, it felt similar to the room that I could never escape from.

Haze my vision, dimmed my spirit, I keep walk then crawl then dragged myself to the dark abyss in front of me.

The thick snow piled up and strewn across as far as my eyes could see, hindering my path.

The scenery never changed only darkness and a falling gust of whites.

I couldn't be bothered to think, couldn't be bothered to felt and waste more energy than mindlessly dragging the limping leg.

Faint silhouettes could be seen from sides of my vision, Screaming, begging, loathing, promising. Their hands were stretching wildly behind the bars, trying to reach me, and choke me out of breath.

I keep walk and walking, pass through their shadows. Pass through their grasp. They can't reach me they're only a figment of my imagination. I keep assuring myself like there was no tomorrow.

Time has passed.

The burning cold could never be felt anymore yet I know it still there. Ripping, corroding every single piece of my battered broken muscle and tissues as I keep dragging myself to the darkness.

My sight grew dimmer. The freezing air threatened my lungs, I almost gave up. It was painful just from breathing. No, don't think!

This is nothing, unlike the pounding pain of that hammer, unlike the shredding torment of that knife, unlike the piercing agony of that needle, unlike the torture I've ever felt. This is nothing.

This is nothing.

I keep tugging the breaking frame.

I didn't know how long I have dragged myself. I keep clutched to a glimpse of hope, to survive, to live.

It felt like an eternity.

Then it came, without an ounce of announcement, an image so terrifying yet familiar.

A room so dark, filled with cages and filth. Only scream and despair resided there. Not even a single ray of hope could penetrate the thick murky and darkroom.

Yet, there-inside the darkness I was born. Despair echoed and carved deep throughout my bones.

Then suddenly as the world dance of the kingdom comes, space turned brilliant white.

Am I dead? She once told me of the Promised Land beneath death -of a land beyond the realm of the wildest human imagination.

Avalon, Elysium, Valhalla, Avesta, Aaru, Heaven.

But how could I know such places when all the things I knew were hell. I wonder if she was there or sank deep inside the same hell we lived.

Then something broke me out of my musing.

A hand reached my back, a hand I'm very familiar with.

A hand so frail, wrapped only with skin and bone. It could vanish any moment with a single blow of the wind, I once thought.

I can felt it.

Yet, those hands that held me tenderly like a mother, guiding me through the everlasting pain and misery in that hole.

A hand I failed to hold, that warm hand was the only salvation for me. My sight began to blur.

Without a thought, I leaped myself to the darkness, back to her, back to the cage, if it was her everything will be fine.

It was warmer than anything. As I grasp the hand, she moved. She smiled at me just like that time.

'Hush your cries, just close your eyes' she enveloped me with a tight warm embrace, with a serene smile like those angel she once told me. I was sure.

'Live, you always wanted to taste vanilla ice cream aren't you?' she giggled then c.a.r.e.s.sing my cheek once more.

I nodded. I've never tasted it once. But she told me, the taste was beyond anything even more than that Clump of clay we called food.

I clenched my teeth in remembrance.

But, it will be meaningless if I could never eat it with her I want that warm hand to feed me once more. What a selfish d.e.s.i.r.e I have, I hope she didn't mad at me for this wish of mine.

With a smile as sensing something, she soothed me.

'The time we spend with all of our soul, will never betray the hearts we bound together, don't you remember?' yes, I remember, I remember our promise. I wanted to say that, yet the burning cold kept me from doing so.

She nodded. Like those espers she once told me, I was sure she read my mind. With a breeze, she wrapped me with tender hands then we faced each other, our forehead touching. She gazed at me with those gentle, bright blue orbs.

Unlike the time we spend where her eyes were always void as the night sky, Listless.

It was my fault. My fault, she shouldn't have suffered with me. All are my faults, my faults. Tears began to leak out once more.

'Calm your fears, I'll be near. Live, my dear, tomorrow's still unknown but I can make this promise, you won't be alone.' I know that I know as I would.

Just like what you did here, it was more than enough for me. To believe her words, she never lied.

For now, let me feel this warmness once more before reality shifted again.

I don't know how long I was crying, she keeps patiently brushing my hair, soothing me.

Space began to warp-No, No please I beg, I would do anything. She's my world, my light, everything!

I bawled out once more, refusing the outcome.

'Shh…It's alright no matter what kind the future is. I'll be with you, for sure.'

Ah, she was always like this. Never once she cried, beg, or afraid. Always deviant as her frail back shielded me from pain. Her warm smile would be there for me like always. I just know I will always know it.

With a last kiss on my forehead, she began to dissipate, gone blown to the wind. Her gentle eyes gazed upon me. She smiled to her best as her frame started to vanish. I could only muster so much strength to lift my arm and tried to grasp the place where she once stood.

She's gone…or not. I don't know but I remembered her words earlier.

Live, her words resounded, echoing deep through my soul.

It was her wish, a wish I will safeguard. She has sacrificed so much for me to get this far.

Heh, if I die now I wonder if I'll meet you once more. Grim thought started to creep up as I stared down the darkness.

But it soon all disappeared to the void when I noticed something in front of me.

Light! It was light! I was sure it wasn't a trick played by my broken mind, I was certain this time.

Like a crazed man in a desert, who just found its oasis in the distance, I couldn't contain my newfound joy.

Through a burst of the energy left, I could gather. I stand up, ignoring the scrunching pain I frantically running to the source.

Short my breath, I tried to shout but my step began to falter against the thick blanket, my broken leg failed me then I fall miserably straight to the cold blanket. For all the burden I gave, it could only carry me so much.

Coughing a good amount of cold crystal on the ground, I gathered the strength left. It failed, again.

Yet, I keep trying and trying that's the only thing I can do. Live or die trying, the mother nature was not forgiving as her nor my battered frame.

It was futile to stand, my leg screaming, begging me to stop. But I crawl and crawl, so I could live, grasping it in the distance.

I held my hand, trying to reach to light. Gathering once more what's left of my freezing lungs "Please, help."

Then darkness falls and started to envelop me.