Crimson Red White Day
(AN: I'm sure I will say this is finished because I've never written a story like this and it REALY short :'( But I think it's turned out okay… Uploaded it a bit early though.)
Times to myself like this are few and far between, so why can I never use this time to relax or cheer myself up? I lay in this scolding hot bath trying my upmost hardest to burn thoughts of you out of my mind. Though the pain I feel all over me only serves as a slight distraction. I know you're in there and I know your planning what to do to me next. The next torture you will set upon me to keep you entertained and your mind active.
I'm your puppet, your host body; I serve no other purpose to you. I'm easily replaceable and yet you keep me. And I plague myself with that thought. If I'm nothing to you why have not killed me? Replaced me?
My body now grown accustom to the heat of the water, I must distract myself some other way. I begin combing my damp long hair ripping through every not and tangle I find. The short bursts of pain only once again distract me slightly. Today i fear your cruelty will take one step fever, you will use this holiday as a sick excuse. I know you will as you know I'm sat here fearing it. That only heightens the pleasure for you don't it? I can feel blood running down my scalp; I guess I went a bit too far. It's just a matter of time now still you smell it and punish me. The bath now cold I climb out and stand in front the mirror. As I watch the blood roll down my forehead I can see you, eyes of pure evil staring back at me. Out of my control my fingers comes in contact will the red river, drawing a line down to my mouth where you force me to taste what I've done. This is it. My torture on this day will be worse than what I've ever experienced.
"Yadonushi I will punish you for starting this crimson red White Day without me!"
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(AN: What do you think? What should I do? Write more? Or leave it? Should I write one for another shipping? I'm still not so sure about it.)