W00t! My first Fanfiction. I had fun with this and I'm thinking of making it a short series. This is pretty short, actually. I thought it'd be be fun, though. Hope ya'll like it (in, like, a thousand years because I suck so much).
Disclaimer: I don't own Shun or Masquerade (Or a butcher's knife. I'm only 12 :P)
I regret it.
I'll never be able to make up for what I did. He hates me. Although it may not see likely, I really do regret it. I simply used people to get what I wanted.
Power.
Winning.
Control.
In the end, I only ended up hurting the one thing I need most.
I killed his best friend.
I sent his Bakugan to the Doom Dimension.
He'd never forgive me. I see the hate he has in his eyes for me. The burning feeling always gets me. The more I see him, the more I want.
Shun
His silky raven black hair is always pulled back in a low ponytail, for a lack of better words, while his soft brown eyes are almost always cold and distant. His skills as a ninja are excellent. His movements always seem normal, but to me, it's as if he is constantly dancing, dancing for me. But I know better then that. I killed Dan.
They all believed me to be dead. But no. I stayed. I regret working for Naga. I was a fool. I was born from negative energy, yet I still feel this attraction to Shun. Before him, my soul seemed like an endless, cold, dark abyss.
But, I know he'd never return these feelings for me. He only sees Alice.
Alice.
Why her? What did she ever do for him? Alice, though Shun does not know, is only interested in that Joe. I mean, really? If she at least tried to see Shun, maybe she'd see how much of a fool she's being. I know if Alice and Shun were to be together for the rest of their lives, I'd never get my chance. But Shun is the only thing I can't obtain. Shun has eyes only for that useless thing that calls herself a lady. She never does anything.
I bet your wondering what happened to Dan, right? Well, I killed him, with a knife. A butcher's knife, to be more exact. I was just so mad. I couldn't control myself. And I know, if I could change what had happened, I would. And as for Skyress, I sent her to the Doom Dimension out of pure jealousy.
The door creaked opened. I smirked softly. I opened my eyes to greet the darkness and his form walked towards me. So he did come, just like I asked. This was a first.
"You called? I don't have time for you. You said this was important. If you want to brawl, I'll gladly take revenge for Skyress and Dan." Shun whispered almost menacingly.
My smirk only grew, but my eyes held unending sadness and pain, and it took me almost everything I had just so I wouldn't start crying right here. He glared daggers at me, and if looks could kill, I'd be burning in Hell.
"I only wanted to tell you, this is goodbye, for good. I guess I'll never be able to tell you, though, why I did those things to them." I saw pain reflect in his eyes, showing how frail he was. My smirked was long gone with the realization of the pain I had just reminded him of. I took the knife I had been craftily hiding until now, and put it to my neck. This was the only way I could try to atone the sins I have made.
I felt moisture on my face and realized I was crying. Ever since Alice and I separated, my mask would not come off. A tear drop fell on the floor as I whispered a fractured "Goodbye."
And I went for the kill.
Shun got all defensive when I raised the knife, but he wasn't expecting what was next. His eyes went wide when he understood.
I was commiting suicide.