AN:
JK: A friend read a Fruits Basket manga and though that I should write this.
It was a challenge.
First Sentence
"I don't want you to."
Ending Sentence
Because, when they reach him, they die.
This is my second attempt at angst, so please be gentle and don't flame. THIS IS NOT YAOI!! This is the effect of pixie sticks at three a.m. I always saw Vexen and Zexion's relationship as more of a friendship/ father/son thing. Wow. I ramble.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
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"I don't want you to."
My voice was barely there.
Maybe I was scared.
Maybe I was nervous.
Maybe it was both.
I was always scared of talking to Vexen.
Ever since the day Even found Ienzo.
My Other was frightened of talking to his foster father, likewise I'm afraid of talking to his Nobody.
"Zexion, what have I told you…?"
"Don't leave! It's suicide!"
My voice is louder, but I still sound scared.
But he only coldly pushes me aside.
I latch onto his arm, but he just brushes me off and slaps me.
"Get off."
I could only watch with tears in my eyes as he vanished.
He showed up in the hospital ward of The Castle That Never Was a few hours later.
I tried to warn him, but words don't work on Vexen.
Because when they reach him, they die.
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AN:
JK: As I said, Fruits Basket and pixie sticks at three a.m. Oh! And an obnoxious friend who said I should write this but shall remain anonymous. The story was 144 words. Try to leave me a challenge, 'kay? I'm bored. BUT! I am writing Marluxia's chapter. Don't worry!
