IF ONLY
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this fic, Although like many others i wish i did. I am not making any money out of this AT ALL!! *wails*..Infact i have about umm five dollars to my name right now oh well! This fic is mild shounen ai, which means boy/boy love, If you don't like the idea of this RUN AWAY NOW!!..You have been warned ^_^. This is also slightly agnst, i don't know wether to go as far as say it's dark *shrugs* All flames will be sent to Virginia to help keep my fire going!! Please please PLEEEASE R+R..this is my first attempt at fic writting....be gentle minna-san, Domo!
A crimson kiss pierces my soul,
Thrust forever into the darkness,
My hope shadowed by the lost tomorrow.
Broken dreams gleam like shards of shattered glass,
A voice echo's as if coming from memory,
My trust forever lost in a tangle of deseptive thorns.
No light ahead,
Wnadering forever in an eternal darkness,
Crossing off days on the calendar of my life.
Ice cold feelings,
Touching a scuplture laced with anger, pain, , blood
Guilt dripping off paper,
Like the bitterness of my tears, burning like acid.
Raging confusion, scorching my heart, leaving a mark
Love so painfull that it can only leave scars,
Tearing my world from me,shoving me into gothic illusions,
The color of innocence, the violet of passion
Shuichi Shindou.
Eiri looked down at the the paper, the words beginning to blend into one another leaving a scarlet stain, as if bleeding on the paper. Turning his glazed eyes toward the deep slash that ran down his arm he smiled slighty. For months now everyone had been worried about Yuki Eiri's condition but no- one knew it would come to this. Looking towards the picture of himself and Shuuichi he couldn't help the pang the throbbed in his heart, If only he hadn't of allowed himself to love....If only he hadn't met him, maybe he wouldn't be in this state now. Closing his eyes he allowed darkness to wash over him urging his very esscence into the seductive shadows. The last piece of writing that Eiri ever put on paper. Was with his own blood.
By Bishie
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this fic, Although like many others i wish i did. I am not making any money out of this AT ALL!! *wails*..Infact i have about umm five dollars to my name right now oh well! This fic is mild shounen ai, which means boy/boy love, If you don't like the idea of this RUN AWAY NOW!!..You have been warned ^_^. This is also slightly agnst, i don't know wether to go as far as say it's dark *shrugs* All flames will be sent to Virginia to help keep my fire going!! Please please PLEEEASE R+R..this is my first attempt at fic writting....be gentle minna-san, Domo!
A crimson kiss pierces my soul,
Thrust forever into the darkness,
My hope shadowed by the lost tomorrow.
Broken dreams gleam like shards of shattered glass,
A voice echo's as if coming from memory,
My trust forever lost in a tangle of deseptive thorns.
No light ahead,
Wnadering forever in an eternal darkness,
Crossing off days on the calendar of my life.
Ice cold feelings,
Touching a scuplture laced with anger, pain, , blood
Guilt dripping off paper,
Like the bitterness of my tears, burning like acid.
Raging confusion, scorching my heart, leaving a mark
Love so painfull that it can only leave scars,
Tearing my world from me,shoving me into gothic illusions,
The color of innocence, the violet of passion
Shuichi Shindou.
Eiri looked down at the the paper, the words beginning to blend into one another leaving a scarlet stain, as if bleeding on the paper. Turning his glazed eyes toward the deep slash that ran down his arm he smiled slighty. For months now everyone had been worried about Yuki Eiri's condition but no- one knew it would come to this. Looking towards the picture of himself and Shuuichi he couldn't help the pang the throbbed in his heart, If only he hadn't of allowed himself to love....If only he hadn't met him, maybe he wouldn't be in this state now. Closing his eyes he allowed darkness to wash over him urging his very esscence into the seductive shadows. The last piece of writing that Eiri ever put on paper. Was with his own blood.
By Bishie