Story. Before you all start badgering me, yes, I am aware that Xiao is VERY OOC, but hey, wouldn't you be if your sister just died?

Xiao Qiao sat quietly, trying very hard not to make a sound. The entire room was far too quiet, except for the priest droning on about the good qualities of her sister. Good qualities - ha! If she'd had good qualities, she wouldn't have died of a broken heart…but Xiao mentally berated herself for having thoughts like that. It hadn't been Da's fault that her husband had died, any more than it was Ce's fault for dying. The younger Qiao tugged at the skirt of her black outfit, trying hard not to fidget, but not sure how much more she could take of this ceremony.

Zhou Yu glanced over at his wife again - how many times had he already done that in the last hour? Still, he knew how she must be feeling; he'd sat through Ce's funeral not too long ago, and that had been just as depressing as this was. He inconspicuously slid his arm around her black-clad shoulders, pulling her into a one-armed hug for a split second. She looked up at him, and attempted a smile before bursting into tears, and he let go of her as she ran out of the room.

And so she wakes up

In time to break down…

I can't go on this way…Xiao decided suddenly. It had been two weeks since her sister's funeral, and despite many attempts to cheer her up from her husband, she felt like life was no longer worth living. Hence, the sharp knife she'd borrowed from the head cook, making use of her innocent, cute face. She lifted the knife, pointing the sharp end at her heart, and closed her eyes.

Looking through the paper today

Looking for a specific page

Don't wanna find her full name

Followed by dates.

'Cause when I left her alone

She made a sound like a moan

You're known

By everyone, for everything you've done.

Zhou Yu paced the length of his room, unable to shake the feeling that something was badly, horribly wrong, and he needed to do something to stop it. But what could it be? Zhou Tai was protecting Sun Quan, the princess was off in Liu Bei's care, where the Wu strategist couldn't do anything about it, and his wife…Where was his wife? Yu stopped in his tracks, wracking his brain for anything suspicious she'd said or done in the past two weeks. Surely she wouldn't…

Fuck buying flowers for graves

I'd rather buy you a one-way, non-stop

To anywhere, find anyone, do anything

Forget and start again, love

She said she won't go, and that's that.

Lu Xun looked up from his book as he walked along a hallway to see his mentor's door fly open, and a red streak that might have been Zhou Yu fly past him. He grabbed his hat, making sure it stayed on his head, and then continued walking, unruffled.

It hurts too much to stand by

You've got to stop and draw lines

Everyone here has to choose a side, tonight.

The moment of truth is haunting you

Don't forget your family

Regardless what you choose to do

You can't decide, and they're all screaming

"Why won't you!?"

I'll start the engine, but I can't take this ride for you…

I'll draw your bath, and I'll load your gun

But I hope so bad that you bathe and hunt…

Xiao took a deep breath, eyes still closed, and moved her left hand - the one with the knife. Before it had even gotten close to her skin, however, a different hand closed around hers. Her eyes flew open, and she stared at the hand that had stopped her. Pale, with both pen calluses and sword calluses…and the owner's dark hair tickling her cheeks as he bent over anxiously to make sure she was alright. "Xiao…?" She dropped the knife and turned around, pressing her face to her husband's chest. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry" The girl sobbed, and Yu wrapped his arms around her tightly. "Don't worry, Xiao…I'll always lead you home."

It's not your time

And even if it was, oh, I wouldn't let you go

You can run, run, run, run, but I will follow close.

Someday you'll say "That's it, that's all"

But I'll be waiting there with open arms to break your fall

I know that you think that you're on your own

But just know that I'm here and I'll lead you home

If you let me…

She said forget me, but I can't.