A sad little oneshot written during a very boring lecture. Mm.. I started to cry while I wrote the last paragraph. If this makes you cry, tell me in a review! I'd like to improve my sadder stuff.

Bella Morte - Italian - Beautiful Death

Inspiration is from the song "The Jetset Life Is Gonna Kill You" by My Chemical Romance, the lyric is "Check into the Hotel Bella Muerte".

(Morte could be made Muerte, which is Spanish. Muerte is the actual word in the phrase "Hotel Bella Muerte", but I hate mixing two languages like that!)


Bella Morte

The moonlight shone down and reflected off his silver, silken hair. His skin was nearly as pearly as his hair, but it was perfectly equal in its flawless nature. The wind whistled through the trees surrounding the infamous ghost town of Nibelheim. Charred remnants of old, Nordic houses, mine among them, crumbled around the small clearing where we stood. The beginning of the end happened here. Now it's just us again. He looks smug, as if he knows what is running through my mind at this exact moment. He steps forward, and against my will I stepped closer too. His slitted, green eyes gleam with lust, just not the variety I'd always longed to see from him. No this was lust for power, blood, death, and destruction. Closer and closer he came and I followed suit. As we reached one another, I let out a soft sigh of resignation. No words were exchanged as we embraced. His lips found mine and I allowed my body to relax into him.

My heart raced under his touch, heating my body up in a flurry of passion. His hands ghosted over the exposed parts of my flesh just teasingly enough to make my breath hitch. I felt sick as my body responded desperately to his affections. It felt amazing, and disgusting at the same time. I loved him and hated my body for allowing it. His lips had travelled to my neck, but now they trailed back up and locked my mouth in a searing kiss. It was different from the others for several reasons. The kiss was deeper and more passionate, but it was also flooded with mako as it bubbled up our throats. The knife I had slipped cleanly into his back had gone right into his heart. The dagger he had pushed through my back was a bit longer and went right through my body and into his, not that he seemed to mind. We fell to our knees together, twisting the knives roughly in each other's hearts.

Satisfied, I let go and simply clung to him as he kissed my life away. So long as I don't exist, neither can he. An equal sacrifice. His hand fell away from the dagger as well, now holding my waist tightly. Our breathing slowed, the kiss growing soft and needy now. His mouth was tender on mine and I appreciated it as I put my soul into it. I wanted him to know how I felt. His hands cupped my face and we pulled back so slowly, reluctant to break the kiss, and stared at each other. Eyes gleaming from emotion rather than pain.

"I love you." The words were soft and broken, but he caught them, the tear rolling down his cheek telling me all I needed to know.

"I love you too Cloud." I sobbed and buried my face in his chest. Soft green tendrils rose up around us and cradled our cooling bodies. As we dissolved into Lifestream, I mixed myself with him, combining our energy as we left this world together. Ready to face the promised land.