Nagi/Tot: The Love to Die For
He can't squish him into the smoothest red paste, starting from his extremities to his less important internal organs to the vital ones, all in order and sooooo slowly. The blood would ruin her dress and it's one of her favourites. The worst part is, he can't even blame him. Fuck it, sure he can.
However, he can absolutely understand him. She's gorgeous, charming, so alive. And she even gave him an opening with that stupid stuffed rabbit and what kind of a grown man walks around with a toy?! He suppresses the memories of Masafumi and what Tot told him about him. Again and again.
This is completely different. She's older now, wiser, and most importantly, she has Nagi now. She doesn't need to be paying attention to these substandard humans, the dirty old man that fly to her like bees to honey. She's too sweet for her own good. But he appreciates that part of her, too. Even talking to that jerk, she still finds a moment to check on Nagi and wave. He waves back and, oops, where did that stone come from, Nagi sure doesn't know. Right in the back of the geezer's head. Better than nothing. She looks at him again and then…
That had to hurt. So badly. Well, at least for the moments he had left. Nagi always thought Tot's 'Hello Kitty' purse was terrifying, but it seems like he didn't know half of it. She pushes the kitty's nose and the blades retract back into the ears. Tot's also much, much cleverer than people give her credit for.
She's giggling as she runs to him and then she's in his personal space and all he can see are her large beautiful eyes and her cute nose is touching his and she whispers: "Tot didn't want Nagi-kun to be upset!"
She's perfect.
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