Okay… this is my first fanfiction, so I appologize if it sucks.
And, seeing as I'm new at this, I would really appreciate some feedback, be it compliments or criticisems. Also, tell me if anything is spelled wrong; I couldn't spell to save my life!
Alright, on to the story!
Five Hearts
It's been several years since that brat burried me in this hole; I can't tell you exactly how long, because the moments all mold together into a huge, tagled mess.
It's been several years since the other bastards killed Kakuzu; I still can't believe that they managed to destroy all five of his hearts.
You know, what I hate most about this situation is that I never got to say good-bye to my koi—yes, my koi. I also relize that I will never be able to see him in the afterlife; we'd most deffinatly be in hell, but we'd be together again. Looking back, I wish I'd never devoted myself to Jashin, and that I hadn't become immortal.
I have an eternity to be here alone, and I spend all my time thinking of Kakuzu. Most people don't understand what I saw—now wait, what I see in him, and even those who did (though few) would have chosen to be with someone else; after all, who could love a stitched up freak with eirie eyes, right? Ha! Idiots, all of them!
Despite common assumption by those who knew of it, our relationship wasn't a carnal frenzy. There was lust—oh yes, there was lust—but we never just had sex; we always made love. No matter how fast or harsh we would become in our passion, there was always an underlyiong tenderness; every kiss, every touch, held feeling.
What others saw as ugly and disfigured was the only true beauty in my world, because we were in love. I love him and he loved me—with all five of his hearts.
Well? Was it good? Bad? Please tell me anything that I'm doing well or that I could improve.
To eveyone who read this: THANK YOU!
BTW... the question marks were originally hearts, they just didn't show up right. Damn! It would have been so clever; five hearts for Five Hearts... heh. Oh well, I guess that's just too bad. sigh