Summary: Shinigami are souls that can't let go of their previous life or still have a ´mission´ they want to fulfil before they move on. This doesn't mean they always have be good or merciful though. Sometimes they don´t even have to be employed by Juou-cho…
Random note: I started this out as a drabble to try a new writing style and with a certain pairing in mind.. Then the story went on decided to take a course of its own. XD A Great thanks to tacofloor on LJ for beta-ing for me!
One-Sided Dialogue of a Prisoner
... What's wrong?
Don't look at me like that. It was your free choice to do this to me.
…can't you stand seeing me anymore? I thought you'd be happy to see me drop dead. I'm sorry I didn't manage to do it properly, though. It would have been nice to die fighting.
If I rather would have died instead of getting caught? Come on, you know me, old pal! Of course I don't! I'd have it rather, if they wouldn't have. But the world doesn't go as we wish, right? Our friends are all dead, and I alone am still alive. …I don't feel proud about that.
…..
..Let's quit the shit. You don't come to my cell to chat. What do you want to do to me this time? Beat me? Cut an limb off? Complete your work and blind my second eye too? Or are you just feeling like a lonely ass and want to rape my body again? Come on, I don't care! You already tried to break me in every way possible. One go more or less doesn't matter anymore.
… No? I´m devastated. What else did you come for? Take me to my new home? An exile fit for ´the´ traitor? I'm honoured.
Well, then, ferry-man, let's go.
…Hey, do you want to know why you guys couldn't break me? I'll tell you. It's because I'm already broken. There's nothing you could do that hasn't already been done.
I enjoyed the sound of your sword cutting through my flesh when you finally lost it. How did it feel, killing off your best friend right after he spat into your eye and called you a pathetic whore that spreads his legs for everyone your master tells you too? Satisfying? Well, I enjoyed the look in your eyes… By the way, hell is still two stories down, so hurry up, fellow-traitor, or we will be late for dinner.
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Picaro: still eats my formatting.. For anyone who cares, there´s a properly formatted version of this on my LJ account. ´' ´'
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