Disclaimer: Do not own them.

Title: Story

Summary: Another knife in his hand and another body to hide. Drabble

Warnings: Cussing PWP (Kinda)OOC Angst

Written By: Shino

Inspired By: Nny:heart:heart: Love him!!

Comments: . . . :cough:cough: that was so much fun to write. I hope I get Nny soon!

Noise- is, well, a noise in the story.

Lyrics (centered) – people in story are listening/can hear it.

Lyrics (centered) - put in for my amusement. (AKA, they cannot hear it)

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Story

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The knife in his hand says it all

Dry dark maroon blood tells a story

Wet bright red blood holds a sorrow

Blood across his face-

His lips

-The small body in front of him hangs limply

Blood pooling around it

Pasty white skin translucent in the single bulb room

He brings the knife to his mouth slowly-

Caught in his own maniac trance

-Tongue running across the blade

His hand reaches out

Palm cupping the young dead boys chin

The coppery taste was never better

Before the laughter overtakes him

Words slip past his lips

"Isn't that right, Squee?"

He laughs.

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Oh, the Angst:prat falls:

100 Words

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