fandom: gintama
characters: kamui, kagura
title; sibling
footnotes; uhm, pretty emo.
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sibling
There is a name she screams in her sleep.
She wakes up screaming his name, blue eyes widened, trembling and bloodshot, saline tears falling down her cheeks, her hands hugging herself in a vice-like grip, nails ripping into her snow-white skin.
Her breathing evens out as she starts to bleed, and her eyes stare at the blood as she rocks herself to try to calm herself.
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In her dream, it is always the same scene.
It was raining.
The raindrops were large and very, very cold, she remembered, as they fell down hard from the sky, sliding down the icy metallic walls to form puddles of dirty water.
Her ten year old self was running through the puddles, drenched but still racing through the dark, metallic city. Her pink bangs were slick and matted over scared, wide blue eyes – she was looking at the flashes of lights and explosions that came from the direction of her home.
She ran past building after building, street after street, shadows growing more distinct each second. The journey seemed almost never ending.
At the end of it all, there were two demons.
The one limp against the ground had similar pink hair as her, while the other stood overhead, ready to kill - both of them her most precious people.
The air hung still and tense, there were no screams, no yells – only raging blood and bloodthirsty eyes. It was almost as Kamui had been drowning in red.
Kamui is bleedingbleedingbleedingbleedingbleeding
Kamui is dyingdyingdyingdyingdyingdyingdying
(please save him save him save him save him)
(SAVE KAMUI!!!!)
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Kagura had been ten when her world fell apart.
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A/N. Eh, thinking about this made me feel sad :/
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