This is my first fanfiction, so please be gentle. A drabble about Faust. Mentioned FaustXEliza.
Disclaimer:I do ot own Shaman King. If I did Faust would not be dead and Radim would be hanging upsidedown by his toes.
Death seems to follow me, it doesn't matter how far away I go, it comes back in harsh waves. The other day Melos-kuns mother, Maya, died from a stroke. I did all I could, but that never seems to be enough. Ados-san blames me for his wifes death, but Melos-kun doesn't seem angry, just sad. I blame myself, I've blamed myself for all the bad things that have happened since Eliza's death. Yoh-kun says I shouldn't and Manta tries to comfort me, but their efforts seem to be in vain.
Tears are commonplace for me, they usually come when I'm alone. Ryu-kun's caught me crying before, several times. He's a good friend, but he doesn't understand me at all. He'll put one of his gigantic arms around my shoulders like I'm a child whose lost a puppy. He's just trying to help, I know, but it just makes it more painful.
I smile when the others are near, I know I look sad when I do it, but I look dead when I don't. They know it's fake as much as I do. I love being with them, but the moment I let myself be happy they'll die. Like with Eliza.
It reminds me of the pact with the devil that my ancestor made five hundred years ago. Sometimes I wonder if it is still in effect, but I detest the very thought of talking to that thing. Plus I refuse to pay the blood toll for a visit from him.
We have just come back from another absolute victory. Anna-san's letting us eat out instead of cook. Everybody cheers and stuffs their faces. Ren-kun and Horohoro-kun are arguing playfully, as per usual and Manta-kun and Ryu-kun are having a passionate discussion about the proper definition of the word pompadour. Yoh-kun makes a comment and gets his face slapped into his food by Anna-san. I feel my lips form a genuine smile, my heart feels light. I laugh softly. Cold arms slip around my neck pulling me into an embrace. Soft, almost unreal, hair falls about my shoulder and the spirit of my beloved Eliza comes into view, smiling gently. She leans against me and we watch Yoh-kun pull his head from the fried rice he was eating. I feel maybe things will look up, maybe, if I make one more try at happiness, I'll actually reach it.
Please review and tell me if I'm any good or not. I'm going to put up an Aburame ShinoXOC soon.