Labels shonen-ai; incest; het; denial; non-con; drabble; oneshot; deliberately obscure; dark; angst; pg13
[beforehand]
Poetic, maybe. A MalikJounouchiShizuka love triangle…sort of. Malik's "in love" with Jounouchi. Shizuka has affection [it's up to you to decide if it's love or adoration] for Jounouchi. Jounouchi just wants out.
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One Tree Hill
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Dies half its life…
She likes riddles she hates solving problems alone;
It gives her something to do it confuses her to the brink of aggravation –
Because it's entertaining because she can't think –
Lives the rest…
When she's bored out of her mind when her thoughts are filled with grief –
From the clarity of the whitewashed room from the torment she knows he feels –
That's all around her all around her.
Dances without music…
And she's singing from the inside and she's mourning from the inside –
Because it's snowing because it's burning –
Outside outside.
Breathes without breath...
And she smiles at him and she longs for him –
Because she loves him because she needs him
For being her brother for protection
Likeit should be.
What is it?
What is it?
What is it…?
Sheets of silence echo from the walls as she gazes into the pores of the ceiling with glossy eyes – envy bounding in misshapen swirls as she turns the mirror splayed on her hand to face the sleeping skies above. Her reflection gives her a blank stare; hair limps along the bed sheets in disheveled amber before falling, shivering upon her ghosted face as she tunes from the rest of the world and lies diagonal on the bed in a muted state.
…Jounouchi…Help me…
…Help me…
He wouldn't scream. Not because of this. Not for him.
He was strong. He could do it. He could.
And he would save her. Save the both of them.
"…Jou...'
But…
But he wasn't here, rescuing her like he always did when they were younger.
He was bound, blindfolded, blank and bitter as he was forced into obedience to him.
Would she ever see his eyes again? That twinkled in vibrant laughter? That burned with zealous determination?
"Jounouchi…"
He would, right? He always made it through. He never gave up…
He'd come back…he'd find a way out…she believed in him…
"Big brother…"
A hollow cry resounds from the end of the hallway, slipping past her prison in a slip of passion before it dissipates into the walls.
Shizuka closes her eyes in solemn tranquility before glancing up once more and counting the cracks in the ceiling.
fin.
[afterward]
Finished April 30th, 2004.
Written and modified in 70 minutes [one hour, 10 minutes].
365 words.
Inspired by a friend's quirk for solving riddles. I'm not quite sure what the answer is to this one. A tree? Perhaps.
Just strange…really.
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