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Title: Demonic Angel
Pairings: Schuldig+Youji
Warnings: slight angst, shounen-ai
Description: Schuldig reflects on how Youji changed his life
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In the darkness I sit,
in my own immorality,
the only light,
I cannot reach,
it had left me long ago,
I reach for it but it is not there.
My mind weaves through the dark abis,
searching,
a dark figure approaches,
demonic red eyes,
like a giant black bird,
a demon,
perhaphs a lost angel,
trapped as I,
the sight frightens me,
chills me,
stills me,
enchanting all in itself,
the wings spread,
the dark figure parishes,
the faint existance of what it is,
it stands before me,
taunting lips curling into a grin,
one that I know so well.
I step forward,
only to be greeted with jade eyes,
locking into my soul,
stopping me,
star-kissed chestnut chair caressing tainted skin,
pale lips puckering,
the slim form moving closer.
I stare into its depts,
till its lips reach mine,
caressing the soul,
softening it,
melting it,
allowing my black heart to soar,
take hold,
change red once more,
changing me.
He pulls away,
no,
stepping back,
gazing upon my unworthy form,
red tears run down its,
no.. his,
his cheeks,
blood,
he returns to the demonic creature,
which is him,
a tortured soul,
same as me,
in a low screech,
it flys off into the air,
reaching the world of light,
which I cannot reach.
I reach tot he light,
only to feel a warm hand grasping mine,
saving me from my bleeding soul,
to the bed which I lay now,
a new soul,
my love at my side,
the lost,
tourmented,
jade eyed black angel of mine.
Title: Demonic Angel
Pairings: Schuldig+Youji
Warnings: slight angst, shounen-ai
Description: Schuldig reflects on how Youji changed his life
-----------------------------
In the darkness I sit,
in my own immorality,
the only light,
I cannot reach,
it had left me long ago,
I reach for it but it is not there.
My mind weaves through the dark abis,
searching,
a dark figure approaches,
demonic red eyes,
like a giant black bird,
a demon,
perhaphs a lost angel,
trapped as I,
the sight frightens me,
chills me,
stills me,
enchanting all in itself,
the wings spread,
the dark figure parishes,
the faint existance of what it is,
it stands before me,
taunting lips curling into a grin,
one that I know so well.
I step forward,
only to be greeted with jade eyes,
locking into my soul,
stopping me,
star-kissed chestnut chair caressing tainted skin,
pale lips puckering,
the slim form moving closer.
I stare into its depts,
till its lips reach mine,
caressing the soul,
softening it,
melting it,
allowing my black heart to soar,
take hold,
change red once more,
changing me.
He pulls away,
no,
stepping back,
gazing upon my unworthy form,
red tears run down its,
no.. his,
his cheeks,
blood,
he returns to the demonic creature,
which is him,
a tortured soul,
same as me,
in a low screech,
it flys off into the air,
reaching the world of light,
which I cannot reach.
I reach tot he light,
only to feel a warm hand grasping mine,
saving me from my bleeding soul,
to the bed which I lay now,
a new soul,
my love at my side,
the lost,
tourmented,
jade eyed black angel of mine.