AN: I wrote this on a pure whim. One night, wracked by insomnia, I
remembered a saying that essentially stated that knowing too much truth
will drive you insane. Along with that thought came another. "What if
Fuuma is still Fuuma? What if he was driven insane by having so much
knowledge thrust upon him all at once?" Mind you, these are all what ifs.
Who knows why Fuuma is the way he is. I don't even really think there is
much truth in what I've written. But who knows…this is CLAMP. They can do
anything. I honestly think that Fuuma would never write Kamui any type of
letter. If he has anything to say, he'd say it while straddling him and
dining on his neck, so therefore this is OOC. Oh ya…spoilers. (Oh please,
what X fic doesn't? … AU fics don't count.) Also this hasn't been
edited, so don't expect this to be a work of art. OH! Please give me your
opinions and suggestions! I'd REALLY like that! Arigato!
Disclaimer: Do you really honestly think I could come up with such delightfully twisted characters? Hell no! I don't own them, CLAMP does. So don't sue me. I have no money. In fact I lost my wallet today so I only have the pennies in my game drawer.
Kamui,
I am Fuuma. I have always been Fuuma. I am still Fuuma. I will always be Fuuma. I have never once stopped being Fuuma. But now I am also 'Kamui'. It isn't just a title or a name as some may think. 'Kamui' is a state of being. It molds you into what it wants you to be, in the same sense as his destiny to become Sakarazukamori has molded the Sumeragi into what he never should have been. 'Kamui' demands that I hunt the majesty of God, become your opposite, yet equal, rival; so, it plays upon my Wish, twisting it into an unthinking lust, possessiveness, and jealousy that I cannot ignore while around you; even more so, I don't want to.
I exist solely to grant Wishes, namely the Earth's Wish. But I'm compelled to grant others' Wishes along the way. It has driven me insane, knowing what lies inside the hearts of men. But granting their Wishes gives me a near orgasmic pleasure that I am now a slave to. Why do you think I would kill my own sister? Granting my own wish was not enough reason. After all she was my sister and I loved her. What kind of brother would I be if I if I killed her for my own selfish reasons? But it was her Wish. I wanted to fulfill her Wish. No. Not wanted. Needed. I needed to fulfill her Wish. And what a convenient Wish it was. It pretty much ensures that I will lose on the Final Day. But in the meantime… In the meantime you are mine. And you will be mine until you die. The scars I gave you ensure that. Even after I turn to dust, you will be mine because every time you see the scars that mark almost every inch of your skin you will think of me and all I have done to you.
However, I did not write to remind you that I own you. I wrote because if you are to break, it will be me to break you, not some false hope. There was never an 'old Fuuma', so give up on your quest to get him back. I can go back to the way I was just as much as you can go back to being a child. Believe it or not, I do still care for you. Maybe even love you, in my own way. I don't want to see you wither to nothing for want of what doesn't exist. After all, what fun would that be?
Fuuma
Disclaimer: Do you really honestly think I could come up with such delightfully twisted characters? Hell no! I don't own them, CLAMP does. So don't sue me. I have no money. In fact I lost my wallet today so I only have the pennies in my game drawer.
Kamui,
I am Fuuma. I have always been Fuuma. I am still Fuuma. I will always be Fuuma. I have never once stopped being Fuuma. But now I am also 'Kamui'. It isn't just a title or a name as some may think. 'Kamui' is a state of being. It molds you into what it wants you to be, in the same sense as his destiny to become Sakarazukamori has molded the Sumeragi into what he never should have been. 'Kamui' demands that I hunt the majesty of God, become your opposite, yet equal, rival; so, it plays upon my Wish, twisting it into an unthinking lust, possessiveness, and jealousy that I cannot ignore while around you; even more so, I don't want to.
I exist solely to grant Wishes, namely the Earth's Wish. But I'm compelled to grant others' Wishes along the way. It has driven me insane, knowing what lies inside the hearts of men. But granting their Wishes gives me a near orgasmic pleasure that I am now a slave to. Why do you think I would kill my own sister? Granting my own wish was not enough reason. After all she was my sister and I loved her. What kind of brother would I be if I if I killed her for my own selfish reasons? But it was her Wish. I wanted to fulfill her Wish. No. Not wanted. Needed. I needed to fulfill her Wish. And what a convenient Wish it was. It pretty much ensures that I will lose on the Final Day. But in the meantime… In the meantime you are mine. And you will be mine until you die. The scars I gave you ensure that. Even after I turn to dust, you will be mine because every time you see the scars that mark almost every inch of your skin you will think of me and all I have done to you.
However, I did not write to remind you that I own you. I wrote because if you are to break, it will be me to break you, not some false hope. There was never an 'old Fuuma', so give up on your quest to get him back. I can go back to the way I was just as much as you can go back to being a child. Believe it or not, I do still care for you. Maybe even love you, in my own way. I don't want to see you wither to nothing for want of what doesn't exist. After all, what fun would that be?
Fuuma