Disclaimer: Do not own them.
Title: Number Thirty: Under the Rain
Summary: Rain cleanses all. ChristopheGregory
Warnings: Yaoi Cussing PWP (Kinda)OOC
Couple: ChristopheGregory
Written By: Shino
Inspired By: Ugh, doing a 100 Theme Challenge.
Comments: I'm also doing a 100 Theme thing-y for drawing. I'm using the same list for both.
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Number Thirty: Under the Rain
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Dancing Dancing Dancing
Wash away my sins
Spinning Spinning Spinning
Make me clean again
Dancing Dancing Dancing
Wash away the blood
Spinning Spinning Spinning
Make my touch pure again
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You sit on the ground, rain pouring from the sky, soaking you to the bone.
Your fingers lazily skim across the cold water, making little ripples.
Hunched over, you can't feel much anymore, completely numb inside out.
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Waiting Waiting Waiting
When can I touch him
Drowning Drowning Drowning
Will the blood ever wash away
Waiting Waiting Waiting
When will I not hurt him
Drowning Drowning Drowning
Will the blood soak into my bones
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You see him walking over, so you try to ignore him.
He walks up and brushes dirt brown bangs from your forehead.
"What are you doing?"
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Dancing Dancing Dancing
Wash away the dirt
Spinning Spinning Spinning
Make my hands gentle again
Dancing Dancing Dancing
Wash away my pain
Spinning Spinning Spinning
Make me whole again
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You look away and notice the rain no longer hits you. "Cleanzing."
Glancing back up you see him biting his lip. "Don't do this to yourself."
Your eyes dart away.
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Waiting Waiting Waiting
When will I be clean
Drowning Drowning Drowning
Will the blood ruin me
Waiting Waiting Waiting
When can I start anew
Drowning Drowning Drowning
Will the blood kill me
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"You're not alone." He says softly the shifts back.
You stare intently at the ground, thinking he's leaving.
But he doesn't and you find yourself shocked when he hugs you around the shoulders.
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Falling Falling Falling
Is it over yet
Hoping Hoping Hoping
Am I clean
Falling Falling Falling
Is it okay yet
Hoping Hoping Hoping
Am I pure again
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"Let me help bare the burden." He whispers into your hair, umbrella lost to the wind.
You push him off, ignoring the hurt look on his face. "Zere eez too much blood on my 'ands."
You think you see tears, but it could be the rain. "Don't do this to me."
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Dancing Dancing Dancing
Wash away his hurt
Spinning Spinning Spinning
Make him free again
Waiting Waiting Waiting
When will he forget
Drowning Drowning Drowning
Will the blood stain him
Falling Falling Falling
Is it safe for him yet
Hoping Hoping Hoping
Am I good enough for him
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"I love you." He whispers lifting his head, to show the tears.
You can't speak, your heart is being squeezed, you can't breath, you can't move. "I-"
You know you have to do it. You have to do it for him.
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Dieing Dieing Dieing
It's all over
Crying Crying Crying
Nothing can be done
Dieing Dieing Dieing
It's never coming back
Crying Crying Crying
Nothing has been helped
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"I. . . I don't love you."
Then, you stand, slipping on the water and run like the cower you are.
You can't see that look of hurt, and betrayal, and love again. Not again.
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:D :D :D :D
Yep. The end of this weird little bugger.
At first this was going to be a KennyKyle thing but. . . I :heart: MoleGregory more.
l3
Yew love me don't you.
:D
PS: 'You' were Mole. lD
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