It hurt.
Being stabbed hurt.
Being impaled by Her hurt.
Not physically. But that distant aching feeling of rejection hurt in ways she had never experienced before.
Harime Nui wept in her heart even as she turned back to look at where She was ripping off Junketsu off her body with her bare hands. To risk her life and throw away the Kamui?
She could see Satsuki shouting at Ryuuko to stop, not to throw away her life away. The declaration that dying was fine by her.
Such a thing was beyond her comprehension.
And yet, she could only watch on as Ryuuko did exactly that.
The sea of blood that rained down as Ryuuko threw away her purity. It was almost enough to make her cry.
The jerk as the scissor blade was pulled out from her back was enough to bring a wince to her face, it was rough, that was Ryuuko's style.
Cruelly and coldly, she was flipped on to her back.
That look on Ryuuko's face as she looked down on her, it was clear that this was it for her. The end of the story for Harime Nui as Ryuuko seized her chin with one hand and...
The blonde's eyes widened at the kiss. She could only blush as it ended once more. Ryuuko really was better at this than their mother.
"Harime Nui," Ryuuko's voice was rough and raw with emotion and pain. Covered with only blood, the taller girl painted the very image of a woman who knew what she wanted. "Be mine."
"I... I will betray you," Nui could only whisper back as she looked down.
There was a shake of head. "No, you will love me."
- owari -
AN : Because Nui needs love too.