I wondered what would have happened if Kirie killed Mafuyu in hopes
that he'd be with her forever, under the mistaken impression that he
was her lover.
This is, of course, AU. I'm not sure
from canon if Kirie remembers her lover is dead, and I thought it was
reasonable for her to forget his name.
From Whose Hands We Never Quite Escape
Her lover was back. Kirie felt a surge of rage at the fact that he'd
left her, abandoned her, but at least he was back. His clothes were
odd, and he didn't seem to recognize her, but no matter. The most
important thing was that he was back. She knelt next to him, moving his
hair so that she could see his face. So unmarked, so unchanged it was.
It had taken him so long to return to her. Why had it taken so long to
respond to her pain?
But at least he had.
She didn't know what had taken him so long. Something inside her told
her it was his fault, that he should be the one to return to her, that
he should prove to be the worthy one after returning home without her.
She was a little vague on what exactly had happened, but she was sure
that something had happened. She shouldn't help him at all, just let
him find her, and then she would embrace him that one, final time.
Maybe she would take him to the fireplace room, lock the door. Sweep
away the device that he'd been holding, put it back eventually when he
didn't need it anymore. She wasn't sure what it was, but she sensed it
might keep him from her.
And then they would be together. She would take him to be like her, but
in a peaceful way. Not like the others that had been intruders, been
unworthy of living, unable to ease her pain. Everybody was an intruder,
Yes, he would come and she would hold him until he died. She could see
it in her mind's eye, the image of her holding him and him holding her
and he would close his eyes. Then he would join her, be with her
forever. Join her in her hate of everything that had brought them to
Getting up reluctantly, she coasted away, back through the mansion,
knowing in her heart that she was right. He would come.
* * *
Mafuyu walked past the room, the horrible room where he'd seen what
they'd done to her. It was amazing; he couldn't find the camera, even
after he'd returned to the hallway near the entrance, but nothing had
bothered him either. Occasionally walked by him, but never reacted to
his presence much. He gazed at the underground lake, wondering if he'd
He knew what had happened to Mr. Takamine and the others; he'd grieved,
broken down. But he'd seen glimpses of the story of Kirie, the one who
had killed them. The more he found out, the more he wanted to know.
Even as he grieved, he'd smiled a little. He would record Mr.
Takamine's legacy, but he'd also tell Kirie's story. He would let the
world know of what happened, if only in fiction. There was some comfort
in that, the fact that he would follow in the novelist's footsteps, and
maybe he'd be able to bring some peace to the ghost.
And then he'd leave. Hopefully.
The mansion had been trying to snag him, snare him, in some ways lead
him here. He hoped it wasn't to his fate. He wanted desperately to
live. It wanted him to become a part of it.
Coming to the final doors, he took a deep breath and opened them. He'd
see what he could do to ease her pain, make things safer. And then he'd
"You came," she said. "I knew you would." There was a smile on her
face, maybe a grimace. "They said that you'd gone away. I knew you'd
"I'm not..." He suddenly realized what was going on.
Kirie thought he was the man he'd seen in vision, her long-lost lover.
He supposed he did resemble the man a bit.
Was that why he'd survived when the others hadn't? Because he looked
like a man dead years before?
Suddenly she was embracing him. He felt the coldness of her touch, and
suddenly felt tired. "Please... hold me. It's been so long."
This hadn't been quite what he had in mind, but despite what she'd
done... if she needed a hug to get him safely out of there, he'd do
just that. Maybe it was what she'd need to be cleansed, to bring the
horrors to an end. He wrapped his arms around her as best he could,
trying to not sink into her.
As he did, the world faded. "Don't worry, my love. Soon, you'll be with
me and we'll be together, forever. They can't divide us now." Mafuyu
would have struggled, but he didn't have the strength. He felt himself
lowered to the ground, gently. "Just a little longer, beloved. It won't
It was surprisingly soothing, coming from a mad ghost. As Mafuyu's
energy sapped, he almost hoped he wouldn't come back.
* * *
It didn't take long for her love's form to fade away, the energy around
her shredding his corpse and turning it to dust. She wished she
remembered his name, but that wasn't important. He could tell her later.
She waited in the chamber for him to fade back in. And he did, after a
time. She didn't know if it was hours or minutes or days, but he faded
back in. He appeared much as he had in life and in his death, and when
he opened his eyes, she was right there. "Now we'll be together,
forever," she told him, taking his hand. She was being presumptuous,
but it didn't really matter. She wasn't bound to the rules now. She
could be with him however and whenever she wished. And she wished to be
"Miku!" he exclaimed, ignoring her presence. He rushed out of the room.
Not expecting that result, she chased after him. She caught up with him
in the Cherry Atrium. There were many ghosts there, but they didn't
matter, just the one that was heading towards the entrance.
But he didn't hear her. He didn't hear her at all. He was like the rest
of the ghosts that she touched but couldn't control, which he shouldn't
be. She followed him, wondering who Miku was. Had he found someone? Is
that why he wasn't responding?
If so, he would pay the price. She'd find a way to make him feel her
He'd died at the gate, so he had a stronger tie to her than to anyone
else because of who he was. She would pull him back... and he would
explain the name he kept moaning. She'd give him one chance before he'd
So, before he could go back into the mansion, she took a hold of him,
dragging him back to the gate. Maybe this was a trauma. Maybe he would
remember her after he recovered.
He fell asleep in the chamber, as if repeating his death, and she had
to admit he looked so peaceful. This time, when he faded back, she kept
a hold of him, hoping that he'd focus. "Who's Miku?" she demanded of
"Miku... my little sister... she'll come... she mustn't come!"
And then he was out the door again.
Kirie sighed, and then brightened. Maybe he would remember when his
little sister came. She would bring the girl down here just as she'd
brought him down here, and she would have a family once they remembered
themselves. He had mentioned a little sister before, she remembered,
before she'd died.
She would hold this Miku as she'd held Miku's brother, and they would
all be together. Already he was showing signs of being more conscious
than the other spirits in the place. They moved in their patterns but
didn't seem to know what they were doing. Even the new spirits, the
ones that just came, showed little knowledge of what they were, just
reliving the last days of their lives.
Catching up to him again, she brought him back underground, and he
slept once more before reappearing. "What's your name?" she asked, when
he was awake and she held him once more.
"Mafuyuu... Hinasaki Mafuyu."
His name sounded wrong, for some reason, but she didn't let it bother
her. The fact that he said it so vacantly was more cause for concern.
But they had eternity. He would come back to himself sometime and be
there for her. Probably his sister would be the same way when she woke
up again, but she'd have eternity, too. Assuming she came.
She was sure he was faithful, and his sister was no doubt faithful, so
Kirie felt confident that his sister would come, too. He might not like
it, for whatever reason. But he'd understand in time, and so would his
sister. They could all be there for each other.
Kirie stroked his hair. Maybe if she kept stroking his hair, he'd
remember. Not that they ever really touched before, but it was
something that she thought might help. Her servant had stroked her hair
sometimes, when she got sick. It should work on him.
* * *
In the following days, she watched him when he went. Like the others,
he wandered the grounds, forever retracing his last days. He walked up
staircases and went through locked rooms, forever searching for
something that Kirie didn't understand. "Must rescue Mr. Takamine," he
said, sometimes, and she only had a vague idea of who that was. One of
the intruders, she thought. Perhaps the one that she'd gotten last.
But sometimes she yanked Mafuyu back, back to the gate, back to where
he belonged. There, he was calm. He was somewhat responsive. She could
ask him questions, and he would answer.
It was then she discovered that he wasn't who she thought he was. He
was not the man who had snuck her out to the Cherry Atrium, but some
descendant, some reincarnation of him. But Mafuyu was as loyal to her
as his ancestor. Someday, he would return to himself fully and he would
understand, and he would help her hurt those who had hurt her, make her
hurt less because he could ease her pain. He had been getting a little
bit better every time she brought him back, after his sleep.
And it took him a little longer to start wandering each time.
And when his sister came, his Miku, she would help Kirie too. She would
die, but not in the way that so many others had deserved. Kirie would
stay with her original plan, hold Miku to her as she'd held Mafuyu. She
would die like her brother, but be reborn as a proper spirit of revenge.
Kirie was sure it would take her a few years, but she would realize the
truth, and then they'd all be together. Mafuyu would have gotten back
to himself by then, too.
One day, she felt a new presence. She watched the intruder silently,
waiting for the proper moment to bind the curse to her. Everybody but
Mafuyu and Miku deserved what was happening to them. Only her beloved
and his sister would be spared.
And then the girl called Mafuyu's name. Kirie pulled back, watching
this new intruder. She heard the girl's worries about her brother, her
missing brother, and knew that this was Miku. She was dressed oddly,
but nothing could be done about that; she would have to die soon,
become what she was meant to be.
So, Kirie followed her around. Protected her, though she did well with
protecting herself with the device, the camera that Mafuyu had told her
about. Kirie knew she'd have to make the device disappear because it
would stop Miku from changing; nothing could interfere with the whole
And then she waited. And Miku came, just as Mafuyu had. Kirie waited
patiently as the girl came to the gate chamber. This time she knew who
she was embracing, and it didn't matter. Miku struggled where Mafuyu
hadn't, dropping her device in the process. Kirie let her do it, not
letting her go, but holding her until she collapsed. Miku would
Miku disappeared just as Mafuyu had, her body fading for her spirit to
be reborn again in the room. She looked blankly at the walls before
rushing off, and Kirie sighed. Maybe when they encountered each other
in the mansion, they'd see each other. Maybe it would be good for both
And if it didn't, she'd work on Mafuyu. He wandered less. He would
bring Miku to her senses, and they'd both stop wandering mindlessly.
It wasn't easy at first. Mafuyu wandered looking for the man he
admired. Miku rushed around looking for Mafuyu, and even when she was
in the same room as her brother, she never noticed him. She moved
spectral dolls in the doll room, raising a camera that didn't exist in
the Abyss, wandered among the statues with ropes in her hand. Every so
often, Kirie would take Mafuyu and Miku back, so that they would
remember, but things were slow. They didn't even really respond to each
other in the room, acting as if the other wasn't there.
But she had forever. They had forever. She remembered where others
wouldn't, and would have her revenge for the pain caused her, and
caused her family. Her new family.
When the next intruder came, looking for Mafuyu and Miku, she didn't
hesitate. They were her family, part of herself, and nobody would come
between her and them. She made sure this one died a painful death, his
body falling into the water of the tank room, torn limb from limb and
head from his body. He might come back, she hoped he would, just to see
his torment. But that wasn't important.
All that mattered was her family, Mafuyu's gentle gaze and Miku's
determination. With those, it hurt so much less, and she would do
anything to save them.
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