This one is for My Hopeless Romantic who challenged me to write a Yukihara Kazu and Persona angst. In case anyone was wondering why in the world I was writing angst. :)
I don't own Gakuen Alice.
Bystander
Hope is hard to find and easy to shatter.
--HeartbrokenConfession--
It was all his fault. Everything.
Yukihara Kazu stared down at the coffin-- it was a closed casket. Most of them were, them being the burials of Dangerous Abilities Students. He ran his fingers across the wood, darkened with age. There was no plaque; no labeling. If anyone dug up the coffin years from now, there would be no way to identify it. Just the way the Academy wanted it. These people were to have their existences wiped off the face of the Earth.
Just like Izumi.
Kazu thought of his niece's teary face when the announcement was made. She hadn't just lost an upperclassman; she had lost her brother. The familiar quenching feeling of empathy in his stomach made him sick to the bone.
It's your fault. Again.
It was all so wrong. The Academy tore apart forged bonds and families without a second thought. And here he was, one of the leaders of it. Had he no conscience? Clearly not.
You're disgusting. You stand here. Watching them drop like flies.
Kazu shook his head; what was wrong with him lately? He'd been letting this happen for twenty years. He let it happen to his own flesh and blood. Why stop it now?
"It's a pity." Kazu lifted his head, a glare already present at the sound of Persona's voice.
Persona smiled sadistically, curling his disgustingly long nails around his arms. "He was competent. A rare one, really. All I had to do was mention the possibility of his little friends being in danger and the job would be done."
Kazu clenched his fists. "You really enjoy this, don't you?"
"What could have given you that idea?" Persona questioned, "Principal Kuonji is most saddened by the loss of one of our top agents."
"You mean one of your best tools." Kazu spat. He turned to Persona for the first time since the sadist had arrived. "This is the last straw, Persona."
Persona quirked a brow. "What do you plan to do about it?"
Kazu ignored the snooty tone Persona used. He refused to let Persona deter him.
Because he was done. Done with watching his students die, one by one. Not even getting a second chance. Done with watching the souls of those poor innocent people (IzumiIzumiIzumiIzumi) wither away into dust. Done with tearing apart lives, shredding away hope, and not doing one goddamned thing about it. Done being the accomplice; refusing to be a bystander.
"Sakura Mikan." Persona stated when Kazu gave no response.
The cycle is going to repeat itself.
"She is Andou Tsubasa's replacement."
And Kazu felt and heard his hope shattering; falling and crashing ruthlessly against his reserve.
You're disgusting, bystander.
I promise never to write angst again. Aha. Review?