Title: Unreal...
Author: Me... who else would write under my penname? (Especially if you take into account the amount of weird stuff I have already posted.)
Fandom: Yami no Matsuei (or Descendants of Darkness or Les Descendants des Ténèbres... even though i think it's much classier in japanese)
Pairing: °sadistic laughter° I won't tell! Mwahaha! Mostly, because anyone who have at least watched the anime, episode 8, would know what I'm writing about. And that i don't think you'd read this fanfic if you don't know the fandom (even though i do so) Well, back to the topic. This is not a lemon, this is poetry - hem hem - so i think it's safe for you to read even though your not a huge BL fan. And as we speak about YnM, I'm pretty sure that if you hate shonen ai THAT much, you wouldn't even read the manga.
°end of author's babbling°
°on with the story°
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So unreal...
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Stepping in the room, I see no one but you.
Whitened beauty amongst bleeding roses.
My heart clenches.
Face even in sleep, your brow at peace.
A bluish tinge to your lips, frozen in thine last breath.
My unseeing eyes staring through night.
Dressed in white, my angel.
Forlorn and dark is your soul and torn are your wings.
Insane angel, I loved you.
Touching your skin, feeling the last remnants of warmth leaving.
I stare. Everything is so unreal.
Crystalline tears are falling, tainted for you.
Because of you.
Child of Darkness, you craved for me.
Your silvery stare shall make me fall no more.
Your voice shall torment my soul no more.
Hating you, loving you.
Craving comfort and hurt alike.
I found you. And I lost you.
Relieved. Alone.
Freed. Forlorn.
Here we are, Children of Dark.
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Now, i believe I have to explaim myself... I always had a feeling that Tsuzuki really does feel for Muraki, seeing how he reacts when Muraki is around... especially at some point in the King of Swords (I don't remember the arc precisely). And the reaction he has when he sees Muraki lying on a deathbed... I don't believe that he was like this out of joy andi also think that he was... not sad... but has a kind of feeling of loss... (I don't know if it's actually english... sorry)
Thanks for reading!
OoT:
°gives home-made chocolate cake to Tsuzuki° Here... And thank you for your cooperation.
Tsuzuki: Thanks!
Muraki: Can I...?
Tristana: Do I look like Matsushita-sensei? No! And even if i were, I won't give you Tsuzuki on a silver plate for dessert!
Muraki: Sadist...
Tristana: °takes Oriya's katana° You said something, dear futur-ex-Muraki-sensei? No? Good! And if you try... Guess Tatsumi would reduce you to tiny pieces...
Muraki: And why I don't have cake?
Tristana: You didn't ask for it. Don't look at me as if I hurt your feelings, right? Everyone knows you weren't asking for a piece of cake! °gives cake to Muraki anyway°
°doubts° And what if he was sincere? °thinks° Nah... impossible!