The Corrupted [side 69]
Mukuro's POV
Looking into her eye made me feel unworthy. It didn't help that the right part of her face was half-covered with an eye patch, I know that if she still had her other eye it would have mirrored her emotion and doubled the effect it had on me.
That remaining eye full of sincerity…and an emotion I would fear to call devotion.
Because in life we must learn not to trust; but as she trusts me I realize now that I trust her…I have trusted her from the very start though we had been strangers. If not, then why would I have chosen her?
I realize now that I have faith in her; she who at first I had chosen to become my puppet—only a puppet, nothing else—in exchange for the small favor I did for her.
I realize now that I care about her; she who at first I only saw as an object, a door, my personal portal to the outside world.
I realize now that to me she had become a precious gate; a gate which, once you had gone through, will close forever so that you can never turn back.
But I still take pride in the fact that I am yet to cross that gate.
She will not be the one to pull me into what everybody calls 'the light', just as I will not be the one to pull her into my own world, into what others love to call with disgust, 'the darkness'.
But…
"Then I'll be corrupt with you!" she said.
I'm sure I have thrown my heart away a long time ago, yet there she is again, trying to prove me wrong. If I still had that heart, it would have skipped a beat hearing her say those words, but as I believe it lost, I only managed to forget how to breathe. Her declaration resounded in my ears just as alarm bells started ringing inside my head.
But I know she had made her choice.
And it's my turn to make mine.
I chose to ignore the alarms.
And I chose to hold on to her faith.
I chose to smile and say nothing.
Because we both understand.
As I understand what's written beneath her gaze, she understands what's hidden behind my smile.
We'll be corrupt together.
If what we have is not eternal, then I shall let myself die.