"Xarxs-nii… I...always…"
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.White.
She sobbed.
Sobbed.
Sobbed.
Sobbed.
"Xerxes…"
It's warm.
Warm.
Her body was warm.
"…I…"
Paused.
She sobbed. Again.
He patted her. Again.
Don't say it. Don't say IT.
DON'T-
"I love you, Xarxs-nii..."
His heart fluttered.
Fluttered.
Fluttered.
His heart fluttered.
Really.
He released her from his embrace…
The warmth disappeared.
She looked up to him.
To his red, red eye.
Where's the grin?
Obviously it's not there.
You're stupid Xerxes.
VERY stupid.
"Wh-where're you going?"
Her eyes were big.
He swallowed and looked away. Look at something.
Something.
Her eyes were big.
Something.
Her eyes were pink.
Something.
Big.
Pink.
Big.
Pink.
Something other than her-…
They were BIG and PINK.
Or he will feel…
"I'm sorry…"
And he looked at her.
At her big, big, big, pink eyes.
GUILTY.
GUILTY.
GUILTY.
GUILTY.
A servant has no right to love his lady…
But who could resist such beauty?
"You're getting married tomorrow…"
Her heart broke. Everything inside her broke. All of her broke.
She BROKE.
Why did he have to remind her about THAT?
YOU are guilty, Xerxes.
Guilty.
Anger.
Sad.
He was sad. She was sad.
They were sad.
He was angry.
She was angry.
Everything was blurring to her.
When he was about to leave, he felt a grab on his hand.
"Please…"
She was pleading.
"Please…"
She was crying…
"Please…"
And Xerxes Break hates it when a child cries. He turned around.
"Sharon-…"
A sloppy kiss was planted on his lips.
It was sloppy.
He hastily backed away from her. "Please, Sharon. Don't let me..."
"JUST SHUT UP!"
He was startled.
Sobbed.
Step.
Sobbed.
Step.
"Please..."
Sobbed.
Stopped.
He looked down at her.
"...stay with me tonight."
Pink.
Big.
An angel.
With brown locks.
"...just...tonight.."
She hugged him.
He was stunned.
He loves her.
Love.
Love.
Love.
Just KISS her dammit!
He hissed under his breath and then cupped her heart-shapped face.
Chu.
Once again, it was sloppy.
sloppy and sloppy and sloppy-
Until he used his tongue that it-... it-
it turned passionate.
Passionate.
Passionate.
All of it turned white. White.
More.
More.
More.
MORE.
They did it.
They crossed the boundaries.
…
…
…
Xerxes Break sighed heavily when the bride and the groom kissed after saying their vows.
Today, her wedding dress was certainly pink. Not white.
Because the color didn't suit her anymore.
Not after the sin they committed yesterday.
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A/N: As you can see, the last part was added at the last minute! Angel Puppeteer's fics affected my writing style, and it turned out like this O.O;
And sorry if it didn't flow nicely, this style is new to me xD I'm hoping to get some critics from the senior because yes, I know, there were many grammar errors in here ^^" (and yeah, slightly plotless (or maybe it is)
Uhhh, r-review? (waits for flames *shivers*)
~fuu