Untamed Deaths (short story (kind of???))

11: Lets step back a little.

Previously, back to just after Lan Zhan and Wei Ying dies.

In the blackness of death Wei Ying heard his lover voice swim around him like a lovers embrace.

'Find me ..... in our next lives ......... because as you told me, we are for eternity.' The words drifted into the distance as he became nothing.

Then after that voice had been gone for some time, another rose in the distance, almost an eternity away, Wei Ying heard his lovers' voice calling him even as he wept at the pain of loosing his husband at such a young age. His hands gripped something tightly, not daring to release his hold even a little. If he let go, he might never find it again.

'Don't ... leave ..... me ..... come back.'

'Wei Ying ... wake up .... I'm right here .....'

In the darkness Wei Ying saw nothing, but arms wrapped around him and held him tight. His head rested on something firm and a thud-thud reverberated in his ears.

'I'm here.'

Those words pulled him upwards. Wei Ying woke sobbing even as he wrapped his arms around Lan Zhan. 'We died at your uncles' hand ... Master Lan .... Why did he want to kill you also ....' Then the powerful arms around him tightened even as they trembled, he broke down sobbing for the sadness in his heart that seemed to overflow. Burning tears dripped onto his bare back and rolled downwards, telling him that Lan Zhan also cried.

'It's alright.' Lan Zhan slowly collected himself then cupped Wei Ying's face and lifted it from his chest. 'We are together, he is not here and I will never allow anyone to hurt you again.' He kissed those beautiful full lips. 'Open your eyes and see that I am alive, just the same as you Wei Ying.'

And so he opened his eyes and waited for the blurry image to clear only to find .... 

His Lan Zhan ... 

But with short hair.

And an earring.

Tears running down his cheeks .... 

And that was when this life came back to him in a flurry of memories. 'Oh ...' he wrapped his arms around Lan Zhan. 'I can't believe I had such a real dream. I dreamt a whole life, everything, a place called cloud recesses that had over three thousand rules, cultivation, golden cores, war, my deaths, our deaths ... your uncle .... Everything .... Just a dream ...'

'I don't think it was a dream ... I remember my dream and at the end you were held captive by my uncle in a cave so he could force me to marry that old woman only for him to put his sword through us as I ran to you and held you?'

'Yes.' He suddenly realised something. 'Zhan ... our birthmarks.' He raised his hand and looked at the red mark on both sides of his hand. He had always laughed when he put his hand over his chest and it was almost the same on both. He knew he also had one on his back but a little smaller. The two birthmarks on Lan Zhan were on his chest and back ... just like his ..... 'It's as if the wounds we sustained in that death ..... stayed with us as birthmarks.' He placed his hand around and onto the birthmark then lined their chest birthmarks up. 'It is .... It's the wound that killed us .... Why would we have ....'

'....' Lan Zhan captured Wei Ying's mouth and spent a few minutes letting himself loose control until he suddenly lifted Wei Ying in his arms and walked to the bathroom. 'Lets bathe together, I will help clean you up ... I'm sorry I went very hard on you last night.'

Wei Ying smiled his cheeky smile as he wrapped his arms around Lan Zhan's neck. 'Am I complaining ... everyday means everyday ... you said that in our last lives ... we have remembered our past lives together.'