Disclaimer: I don't own Yoroiden Samurai Troopers. I own the poem (in italics) and the ideas in this fan fiction. Don't sue me.

::I am Anubis - in your head. Hear me roa-*gets hit over the head with a frying pan*::

/Seiji's reflections/

A Heaven and a Hell

Light's Reflection

Seiji closed both eyes in calm contemplation as Nasuti's car thrummed along the deserted highway.

The silence in the car was bordering on deafening, and the serious young man was actually beginning to have doubts about his sanity. A small smile crossed his lips as the thought crossed his mind; he should be enjoying the chance of some kind of solitude, something other than the constant banter of Ryo and Jun, a kind of peacefulness that was rare with the events that were taking place…

Falling throughout eternity

A peaceful tear

Drips from your eyes

Even peaceful silence was shredded by that thought.

/Shuu…where are you exactly?/

The Light Armor bearer opened his light colored eyes, so rare in this world he lived in, to stare out at the passing scenery of the mountainside.

Nature looked so beautiful, so tranquil and perfected that it seemed impossible that an evil demon was conquering the world even as Seiji and Nasuti sat in her car, driving up a mountain in search of one of the few hopes the world had left.

Hope slipping away

Sifting through your fingers

Like thread weaving a dream.

The world had very few hopes.

Blonde locks floated before his eyes as Seiji tossed his head. The point was to remain objective, not to be distracted by reflections and pointless musings.

But still… he wondered how Ryo was. Had he managed to find Shin? Seiji had faith in his friend, and despite his normally calm exterior felt a worried gnawing in his spirit.

Something was wrong, something was wrong with Ryo and Jun…

And I can't help wondering

If when I think of you

Can you hear me?

A wolf howled in the distance.

Seiji's eyes flickered back out the window of the car, catching a glimpse of the swiftly moving scenery.

Glowing eyes peered daringly out from behind foliage, watching him…staring into him, as though his skin was transparent.

::…desire your blood…::

Seiji's eyes widened in wild bewilderment, the rough voice permeating into the depths of his mind and spreading throughout like a sickened fog, his heart banging against his ribs in surprise.

And somehow, he knew that this was the wrong reaction. That, by showing fear, the voice somehow gained a very, very dangerous hold on him.

Why fear a voice?

Even in your own head…

Insanity reaches us all – why not embrace that which touches us?

Seiji eyed Nasuti quickly, to see if she had heard the youkai speak. For that is what it had to be, a demon, humans cannot talk mind to mind…

Seiji had known Nasuti would be in danger coming with him to find the Kongo Armor. But now that the danger presented itself in such a forthright manner…no, there was no way Seiji would let his strong-willed friend come in contact with such evil.

And now he felt it.

Beginning, slowly, unraveling in the back of his mind, spreading like a smog… a dark, sinister… wrongness. He couldn't place it exactly, but it bit and curled about him, threatening to smother him.

/Let me go./

The darkness began to take form… an armored form.

Do you not believe in our forever?

Conductivity is a fate I'd like to muster.

A link from my mind to yours, unbroken.

Somehow, Seiji was not surprised in the least, although he had had no forewarning of this invasion of his senses; the fact that the darkness sat there in the corner of his head seemed sickeningly right, now he was even beginning to slowly feel a physical bond in the direction of his attacker…

…a bond that was softly severed, but for how long that would last Seiji couldn't guess.

The blackness was still there.

::I know where you are, boy.::

Seiji stared up at the heavens and Nasuti's jeep rolled to a slow, agonizing stop at the slope of the majestic mountain. Clouds were gathering at an unnatural speed on the impending skyline, their presence as ominous as the voice in Seiji's head.

Seiji stepped out of the car. "I cannot allow you to come with me. You'll only slow me down."

"Wait just one minute! I am not here just to chauffeur you! I'm coming too!" his brunette companion angrily replied, her eyes flaring.

"I'm sorry. I am going to find Shuu myself. Wait here." The blonde leapt upwards, jumping up the boulders about the mountains' slope with seemingly effortless ease.

"Wait!"

The final protest fell upon deaf ears, as Seiji loped away from his young friend.

/You can't defeat me. I'll find Shuu./ Seiji's thoughts were fully bent on the youkai.

::Have you ever once considered that maybe he doesn't want to be found?::

/What are you getting at, demon?/

Only the strange, echoing laughter slid forth in portentous reply, reverberating through Seiji's head.

/Who are you?/

::I believe a more appropriate question would be… who are you?::

If only we could shed

These doubts in our heads

Twisting into crimson lit skies.

To Be Continued

A/N

Eh…(again) I am wondering if writing this is even worth the energy… Anyways, thank you to all who reviewed! I am a tad… worried… about my characterization though, as I have not watched YST in… a month? Possibly two months?

An odd note about this fan fiction… Seiji isn't even my favorite character (I like Touma and Shin much more), although he (Seiji) is similar to my own personality in some respects. So why did I write this?

I have no clue.

And now that I think about it… does that poem even make sense?!

ARGH!!!

Enough pointless banter...please review, thank you!