I See Nothing
Rod
Warnings: Yaoi, swearing.
Disclaimer: I don't own anybody..; I wish I did. Wait, I own TSUY!! :D YAY
Other: This is in first person mode. :D Yay. ; It's told by an insane Cloud.
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Why do I always need to take showers with ice cold water? No, I know what
you're thinking, it's just this one time. But it isn't. I'm the one taking the showers,
bare-ass naked with icey water hitting my body, I know what cold water feels
like. I think it's because Vincent uses all the hot water on his mop of hair. It's
not even fair, all because he has some black hair, doesn't mean he's suddenly allowed
to use all the hot water. I'm not jealous or anything of him. Why do you think that?
Stupid, that's why! You're stupid. I'm not jealous of anybody.
I stepped out of the shower, tieing a towel around my waist. The towels were
nice and warm though. It's weird, the water's cold but it still manages to steam
up the whole bathroom. Everything was fogged up. Sighing, I heaved myself
over to the mirror and looked in. Well, so far, I couldn't see a thing. Why, you ask?
Well, I'm not blind if you're thinking that. I wiped away the moist fog over the mirror
and looked in. And well, I wasn't expecting what I saw.
I really haven't seen myself look so young before. Sad, yes. Young and sad, No.
But this is what I saw, myself as a youngester fifteen year old. I hardly even
remembered myself back then, before the Sephiroh incident.. Sephiroth.
He's a psychopath. People say I'm crazy, well, they never knew Sephiroth. He
should of redefined the definition of crazy. I looked at the figure in the mirror. There
was a indescribable bright flash of light.. Kind of like the center of an explosion.
When the light stopped, the figure was gone in the mirror. Not my younger self
anymore, but .. Speak of the fucking devil. The lunatic himself, Sephiroth.
He looked just as insane as ever. I hated him. But you know that already, now
don't you? I hate him for everything the silver haired bastard did to me. You
don't know what he did to me, I DO. I remember. And he should stay dead when
I kill him, dammit!! Not just physically dead, but not appearing in mirrors when
I'm fucking bare-ass naked and coming out the shower! What am I supposed to
do, hop out of the shower, weapon in hand, and be ready to find any sorts of
evil that might of spawned in the bathroom? I'm not like that, people. I'm not some
sort of all knowing-all seeing wise man of the mountain.
I growled and clenched my fist up into a ball, throwing it right into the mirror.
The glass shattered with a ear-rackign crash, cutting my skin up. Shards
of the broken mirror crashed to the floor and into the sink. Fuck. Now
I'll need to go out and buy another mirror. Bloody Yay, now I'm bleeding!
My friends will come in and probably think I tried to kill myself with a mirror.
Oh come on, if I wanted to kill myself that bad to use a *mirror*, I would of
done it a long time ago. It's fucking ridiculous on how they worry about me
so much. I didn't want to stay in the bathroom much longer, they probably
heard the crash of the glass. Aha, that almost rhymes, doesn't it? I'm so
creative.
Quickly I threw on my clothes, pulling on my T-shirt over my head and slipping
on my pants. Now what was the time to do? The key word here is RUN. And
that's what I did. I dashed out of the bathroom and down the stairs, running
right by Vincent and Tifa who were talking. I bet Vincent was going to take
Tifa up to his room and suck her blood or something. I whipped the door
open and ran out on the busy streets of Nibelheim. I wouldn't exactly say
busy, though. The streets were empty. Fucking Great! I'm the only guy running
around outside. That's going to draw some sort of a crowd. Either that or
some kids are going to run outside, then point and luagh at me. It really isn't
that funny, little brats.
I should really watch where I'm going. Because right then, I ran straight into
someone else. Heh.. Didn't I say the streets were empty? Oh well, maybe I
missed him. I fell back onto my ass, as did the guy I ran into. So far, I knew
he was a lot smaller then me. Didn't seem that big of a deal, I probably just
ran into one of those little brats I just got done talking about. I looked up.
The kid .. he looked just like me. In the mirror.. Back then. So, after a
few seconds of staring at each other.. We did the sensible thing. Screamed.
I screamed because he looked like me. Why he screamed, I'll never know.
We both stood up at the same time and went to run, only to bump into
each other again and fall back over. Great, Dandy, Fucking Terrific!
Rod
Warnings: Yaoi, swearing.
Disclaimer: I don't own anybody..; I wish I did. Wait, I own TSUY!! :D YAY
Other: This is in first person mode. :D Yay. ; It's told by an insane Cloud.
___________________________________________________________
Why do I always need to take showers with ice cold water? No, I know what
you're thinking, it's just this one time. But it isn't. I'm the one taking the showers,
bare-ass naked with icey water hitting my body, I know what cold water feels
like. I think it's because Vincent uses all the hot water on his mop of hair. It's
not even fair, all because he has some black hair, doesn't mean he's suddenly allowed
to use all the hot water. I'm not jealous or anything of him. Why do you think that?
Stupid, that's why! You're stupid. I'm not jealous of anybody.
I stepped out of the shower, tieing a towel around my waist. The towels were
nice and warm though. It's weird, the water's cold but it still manages to steam
up the whole bathroom. Everything was fogged up. Sighing, I heaved myself
over to the mirror and looked in. Well, so far, I couldn't see a thing. Why, you ask?
Well, I'm not blind if you're thinking that. I wiped away the moist fog over the mirror
and looked in. And well, I wasn't expecting what I saw.
I really haven't seen myself look so young before. Sad, yes. Young and sad, No.
But this is what I saw, myself as a youngester fifteen year old. I hardly even
remembered myself back then, before the Sephiroh incident.. Sephiroth.
He's a psychopath. People say I'm crazy, well, they never knew Sephiroth. He
should of redefined the definition of crazy. I looked at the figure in the mirror. There
was a indescribable bright flash of light.. Kind of like the center of an explosion.
When the light stopped, the figure was gone in the mirror. Not my younger self
anymore, but .. Speak of the fucking devil. The lunatic himself, Sephiroth.
He looked just as insane as ever. I hated him. But you know that already, now
don't you? I hate him for everything the silver haired bastard did to me. You
don't know what he did to me, I DO. I remember. And he should stay dead when
I kill him, dammit!! Not just physically dead, but not appearing in mirrors when
I'm fucking bare-ass naked and coming out the shower! What am I supposed to
do, hop out of the shower, weapon in hand, and be ready to find any sorts of
evil that might of spawned in the bathroom? I'm not like that, people. I'm not some
sort of all knowing-all seeing wise man of the mountain.
I growled and clenched my fist up into a ball, throwing it right into the mirror.
The glass shattered with a ear-rackign crash, cutting my skin up. Shards
of the broken mirror crashed to the floor and into the sink. Fuck. Now
I'll need to go out and buy another mirror. Bloody Yay, now I'm bleeding!
My friends will come in and probably think I tried to kill myself with a mirror.
Oh come on, if I wanted to kill myself that bad to use a *mirror*, I would of
done it a long time ago. It's fucking ridiculous on how they worry about me
so much. I didn't want to stay in the bathroom much longer, they probably
heard the crash of the glass. Aha, that almost rhymes, doesn't it? I'm so
creative.
Quickly I threw on my clothes, pulling on my T-shirt over my head and slipping
on my pants. Now what was the time to do? The key word here is RUN. And
that's what I did. I dashed out of the bathroom and down the stairs, running
right by Vincent and Tifa who were talking. I bet Vincent was going to take
Tifa up to his room and suck her blood or something. I whipped the door
open and ran out on the busy streets of Nibelheim. I wouldn't exactly say
busy, though. The streets were empty. Fucking Great! I'm the only guy running
around outside. That's going to draw some sort of a crowd. Either that or
some kids are going to run outside, then point and luagh at me. It really isn't
that funny, little brats.
I should really watch where I'm going. Because right then, I ran straight into
someone else. Heh.. Didn't I say the streets were empty? Oh well, maybe I
missed him. I fell back onto my ass, as did the guy I ran into. So far, I knew
he was a lot smaller then me. Didn't seem that big of a deal, I probably just
ran into one of those little brats I just got done talking about. I looked up.
The kid .. he looked just like me. In the mirror.. Back then. So, after a
few seconds of staring at each other.. We did the sensible thing. Screamed.
I screamed because he looked like me. Why he screamed, I'll never know.
We both stood up at the same time and went to run, only to bump into
each other again and fall back over. Great, Dandy, Fucking Terrific!