Author's Comments: So I've come to realize I have got to work on character developement and emotional development. At least I think I need to. Either way I've come up with a little project for myself. I'm calling it the Mirror Mirror project (obviously)
Basically I'm just going to do a series of one shots about one character. Either original or fandom. Depends on my mood. It'll be a simple, fairly short thing that will just be dwelling on this character, picking them apart almost. I don't know. It's just something that came to me and plus I keep getting ideas from 'Mirror Mirror on the wall...' and I don't know why -- Anyway this is my first piece in the project/series and it's about Fai.
Yes. I know the Mirror, Mirror parts aren't poeticlly correct or whatever, but they're not technically poems anyway ''' they're just pretty inner thoughts of sorts. nods So yeah. This is short, it has spoilers for Ch.148. Yes I know Ch.149 has been released and the ending can be proved wrong but I wrote this a good while before even the teaser pagers for 149 were released. So don't tell me what I already know
Enjoy. Comment as you wish, but this is just a project/practice of sorts for me
Warnings: SPOILERS FOR CHAPTER 148! Light Kuro/Fai
Mirror, Mirror: Fai
By: Kitsuna Ri
Mirror, Mirror
On
the wall
I don't care
About whose the fairest
Of them all
All I want
Is to see
What is really
The true me
Blonde hair; longer, uneven and kept back with a ribbon.
A single blue eye, empty, and cold.
His other eye? No longer there. A wide, black patch covered the other side, covered by the long blonde strands of hair.
Skin much too pale, a trail of dried blood just below his lips.
This is what others saw.
How broken did he look?
How lost did he seem?
Even with his smile, now they could see through it all. Is this who he was now?
Shattered, broken, a monster?
That's all that he could see.
Mirror, Mirror
On the wall
What do the others
See in me?
What do they truly think
When I walk by
And stand beside
Each and every day?
A smile
Empty and fake.
Never real.
Except one time.
That time when he, the one he should resent for keeping him alive, when he yelled at him, angry and irate. Telling him that he needed, to drop down that selfish mask.
And for a single moment,
He did.
It was quick, he was sure the other didn't see.
But it's something he just couldn't help.
To see someone show so much care (even if it was through anger and irritation) it was something new and it was comforting.
But he couldn't accept it.
It wasn't something that he deserved.
Mirror, Mirror
On the wall
Shatter!
Break!
Please
just fall!
I don't want to see
This side of me
Anymore!
The blood seemed to splash onto his face in slow motion. Her eyes were wide, mirroring his single eye, wide and horror stricken.
He felt the warm, red liquid hit his pale, cold cheeks.
Oh how he wanted his first thoughts to be what had he just done.
But no. All he could think about was how greatly he desired his blood. How much he wanted to take more blood from Kurogane.
Why had it all come down to this?
Mirror, Mirror
I can't let this be
The real side of me
I can't let everyone see
The monster that is
Consuming me
Owari
