Nights Long Past
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Tatwat
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A/N: Just exploring possibilities. Please R/R
Tatsumi lay in bed next to Watari. Looking at the young blonde man. His mind flashed back to another era, a time when he was alive.
He saw a man with black hair laying next to him, Wide awake and beaming, His dark eyes were glistening, brimming over with joy and happiness. Tatsumi looked over at his partner. He reached out and touched his face, caressing the soft cheek. "I love you", Tatsumi whispered.
He was back in an instant. Tatsumi tried to rid the images of the past from his mind. Watari was now. Never again would he see his first love, nor did he wish to.
A year after that moment Tatsumi lay under the man, with fear and sadness in his heart. The man held a knife to his chest. The man closed his eyes and pushed the knife down and into Tatsumi's heart.
No, Watari would never hurt me like that. Never take away my life. This is why I am a shinigami. I dishonoured my family with this relationship, and I regret it. I regret ever saying those words to him. I regret the nights shared. But now I have Watari. Watari, who takes away my pain with a smile.