Inuyoshie's Belated Christmas Special number two.
For: LovingHidanAllOverAgain
Title: White on Black
Pairing: TeslaXOC
Rating: T for blood. This is not silly. Sorry.
Tesla walked down the halls of Las Noches, lacking anything to do. Nnoitera was in an oddly foul mood today (oddly because it was a lot more intense than normal) so Tesla was (wisely) avoiding the man.
He was walking in a less populated section of Las Noches, somewhere around Yami's domain. There was a small dark hall off to one side. It had a small window at the end, but no other sources of lighting. The moon shone down on a figure sprawled on the cold ground. Tesla walked over cautiously. The air around the figure smelled like blood.
There was something eerie about the situation- perhaps it was the figure's soft feminine form glowing white in the moonlight against the black tile floor, or the irregular smears of blood that dotted the girl's stomach and arms. A pair of pale violet eyes slowly stared at Tesla, as if she was in some dream, or terrible nightmare. Tesla crouched down next to her in confusion.
"What happened?" he asked softly.
"I…" the girl coughed, closing her eyes. Blood flecked her lips. "It's pointless."
"You're hurt, you should see a doctor," Tesla told her, showing an odd amount of concern. It was something in her eyes- they were so dull and hopeless.
"I told you, it's pointless," the girl told him. "It's pointless for me to go on living,"
"Why?" Tesla demanded, feeling a surge of… something in his chest.
"I failed," she coughed. "I'm weak and pathetic, and the person I care about hates me," A soft glimmer of a tear shone in her eyes. Tesla frowned. He knew all about the overwhelming dark feeling of despair, of being unwanted…
"K-killing yourself won't help," Tesla pointed out.
"No one would notice," she retorted.
"I would," Tesla announced.
"Yeah right," the girls snorted. Tesla frowned.
"I would, really," he insisted. Their eyes met and held for what seemed like an eternity. The girl then propped herself up, pushing aside long locks of black hair out of her face with lanky fingers.
"Okay, you're serious," she admitted.
"Of course I am," Tesla nodded. "Let's get you some help,"
With some help, Tesla helped the girl up and they walked to a nearby infirmary.
"So… what's your name?" Tesla asked in a tone that he hoped was suave, like Nnoitera's when he talked to girls (that didn't hate his chauvinistic guts).
"Leila Jiruuga," she replied. "I'm Nnoitera's little sister,"
Tesla froze. W-what?
-Fin~