YUUHIKARESU/SETTING SUN ITSELF RAVEN.MU SUKOSHI SAIGO/A LITTLE MORE THE LAST

NOROI

"Where is she."
I do not even ask,my eyes are leaving very little room to do anything else save demand.
The men,men I have fought with, who only even tolerate my being here due to orders from Takanori-Sama,only look at me afraid I may slice them as they have seen me do to our foes.

Something I would never consider.
Until now if I do not get a whereabouts of Sakura.
I tire of everyone fearing me over a mark I had no control over having and a reputation I only took on to stay alive.
I look on at this men I just fought with two days ago that now only have the duty of watching over Sakura and Kiko.
I do not demand again.
I take a slice with my sword and cut his finger just to the very top and stab down towards his sandals leaving next to little room between my blade and his toes.

The only one,a very young child really of a warrior,points far out into the road into the path of....
"No,no,no...."

SAKURA

Slowly my remaining senses return but it is all very intense as though I have them upgraded suddenly.
The eyes of mine go where they may and I watch as cherry blossoms seem to fall upward,snow beneath me as I step becomes like little pockets of bloody earth scaring me into a jog that I shouldn't look behind because I see the faces of the various people who have bleed here and are crying or raging about there loss of life.My feet run past the arch,my senses telling me I should not have but it is too late now to turn back and I hasten to the river.
The water at first taste is delightfully sweet to my parched tongue but it is on second taste bitter like it could be stagnant.I look into the water and see so many versions of myself,one that does not even look like me but I feel it deeply it is.
I even see more of my past times in this world happen but it is so fast like it is on fast forward and I can't seem to see it all except that in one particular time I am sliced virtually in half with a child falling in a well saved by The Warrior,what was different though than before was that I am wearing  a golden kimono and I rage at him saying that so much was stolen,a thief wreaked everything yet how could it be me?
Because in the trees behind him I saw a woman who looks just like the me now and she watched on happily and I continue raging but unable to stop it as though I had no control over myself.

"I never thought you could stand it there so long without falling in the river before.You are much stronger than ever,You make your grandmother so proud...."
I whirl around,knowing that voice although it is younger but it is hers.
"Grandmother!?"
I see no one but the footsteps behind me,all the snow is gone and the blood too.All that remains is the arch and the river where when I look back again it is as though just a river like it should be but I feel afraid like I walked in on something I should not have.
Another moment,two,
Three.

The world becomes a maelstrom of violence,the sky becomes a dark purple and all I can smell is burning bodies and hear the cries of the dying and the mourning.
Beneath me are the corpses that try to grab at my heels and above me is a sky full of ravens that hover over me and I hear this name being called out to.

"Yuuhikaresu"
 In that brief moment before the world returns to flowers and the river and the arch I ponder that name,
The setting sun itself raven.
Strange.

All my senses evade me again except sight,the scenery scary a moment beautiful the next is now gone and only a pathway is before me with two paths.
The left is one where cherry blossoms and snow fall softly on the ground of a small farm where nothing but calm and joy comes over me by seeing it the other is a path with a well and blood every where and swords strewn on every tree as leaves.

I see a word on the ground,again it is "Choice"
Both choices though.....

"Every path I have walked in this past,little I remember,has always ended in very few happy outcomes.The happy ones are brief and feel somehow false.Yet I always follow one or the other I am starting to recall that now......"
I think I see the problem I have faced every time I have came here,why I always have to come and start it over.
This choice.

"GOD.Give me your path,not hers or mine.Sorry Grandmother but I do not know who is using you to get in my head or what ever it is but this cycle has to end."

I do not go down any path.
I destroy the arch.
I choose the path GOD has given me now.

I choose life.