requiumofregret Well, folks, this is what my writing is like at three in the morning. *grumbles* I stayed up WAY too late, because there was a GW marathon tonight... supossodly. But when to my horror I discovered that it was actually YESTERDAY, and now I'm wide awake for nothing. So, here's a respone to... er... the most recent ficci challenge... the one about Koushiro being the depressed one. Actually, this ties in with my Demonsong triad.. but hey, it fits the challenge... sort of... well, not really, 'cause it's a poemfic.. ugh. Never mind, just read it... hn. *yawn* Well, tomorrow morning you can all tell me what I wrote, 'cause I won't remember..... Ugh. I just realized that this thing is WAY too religious.... too much symbology.. *bangs head against a wall and ends up knocking herself out*

"Requium of Regret"

A light,
A light in the dark.
Shining blue,
Blue as the sky in the day.

"He doesn't believe..." Koushiro whispered to himself as he stard at his reflection in his mirror, at the blue aura which surrounded him. The rest of the room was enveloped in the darkness of the night, and it was as if nothing but the evil of blue remained... It was as if he was looking at a shadow of himself, the self he had been hiding from Jyou the whole time.. or, perhaps.. it was the future.

Danger...
Danger in a heart.
A constant ache,
Gnawing, eating away.

He remembered the past well, and the vow he had made with the one which the blue light came from. The vow... to never let anyone get close to him, save the blue Spirit Force... the colour of darkness, lonliness... of the night, of the stars... but now, though the pain should have been gone, it returned tenfold... For he had broken his promise.

Take the plunge,
Let loose,
Jump from the edge.
Let go of love, let go of love....
Step back,
Shake your head,
Run back to love in the end.
Can't lose your heart, can't lose his.

"There's only one way to make sure we'll both be safe," he whispered, staring at his reflection, into his own eyes which seemed darker than usual. "I have to leave him, I have to let him go." But inside, past the blue, he knew that was impossible. He could never leave Jyou... he would always love him, even if that meant that their lives were at the mercy of a dark Spirit Force...

Pain...
Pain, down inside.
A warning, a prophecy
Of what is about to come.

"What happened to the Koushiro I used to know?" Jyou wondered aloud as he stared out the window at the full moon. Where there had once been a strong soul was now a weak spirit, with a bare grip on reality... first it had been fear of every little thing, and now... demons... what next? Dragons?

Secrets...
Secrets, that you hide.
Spelt out in tea leaves
With an aura of blue..

He had always known Koushiro was hiding something... but, of course, he didn't know what. Mostly it was out of respect that he hadn't ever asked.... but now? Anything could happen. "He might try to kill himself," Jyou whispered, digging his fingernails into the palm of his hand. Anything could happen... But, he couldn't just LET it happen. Everyone had demons to fight... and Koushiro wasn't going to have to fight them alone.

Take the plunge,
Let loose,
Jump from the edge.
Let go of love, let go of love....
Step back,
Shake your head,
Run back to love in the end.
Can't lose your heart, can't lose his.

"Don't worry, Koushiro.... no matter what happens, I'll help you through this... if you let me."