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"Why?" Heart wrenchingly lost.
"I will miss you." An attempt of reassurance.
"But you don't…" Whispered, slow and somber.
"I can't, darling you know I can't." A plead from the other being.
"…Go." Light faded from once passionate hues, the numbness spread.
"Please-"The being touched the angel's cheek, recoiling as the other shied away.
"Now." Solemn and final.
"…sorry." The being drew back stepping away, tears streaming from their eyes.
"…" The angel turned, and walked away.
~-~-~-~
"You are the moon too me…" Soft, husky from ill-use, the hauntingly warm voice rang out into the dank cellar.
"Shadows all around you as you surface from the dark…" Sickly pale fingers scraped weakly along the contours of the being's stone cage. Damp moss coated the grimy nails, once beautiful, as they dragged along.
"Emerging from the gentle grip of the night's unfolding arms." Dim tawny orbs hidden halfway beneath pale lids and long sloping, crusty lashes.
"Darkness, darkness everywhere, do you feel you're alone?" Untamed tresses splay across the floor, the celestial sighed despairingly, was his counterpart out their somewhere? His –false- soul just as forsaken as his own? No, his masters where foolish, letting him do as he wished.
"The subtle grace of gravity, the weight of a heavy stone." He tilted his head to stare unseeingly at the ceiling, the same as the floor and the walls, with much more leaking. The eternal torch light flickered from the left.
"You don't see what you possess, a beauty calm and clear." Pale lips parted, caught between a smile and a frown. Was it so horrid to envy his brother's freedom, when he had none of his own? His hands dung into the dirty stone floor, taking a long, deep breath of stale air.
"It floods the sky and blurs the darkness like a chandelier." The flame flared as he mimicked it in the palm of his hand. He watched, entranced, as the light churned and spat, somehow not burning his frail flesh.
"All the light that you posses is skewed by lakes and seas…" His throat closed up and he gasped as the leaking water drip into the luminous orb. It burned brighter, steam rising up in brilliant flares; the orb gave sharp sparks which spiked up from its core.
"The shattered surface, so imperfect, is all that you believe." His voice strengthened with the illuminating flames.
"I will bring a mirror, so sliver, so exact!" The holy tenor of angel's echoed off the dungeon walls, the angel closed red-rimmed eyes.
"So precise and so pristine, a perfect pane of glass…" It lowered once more, cracking slightly from strain. The glow began to weaken, as if it were closing like his heart.
"I will set the mirror up to face the blackened sky." Marble limbs folded into themselves, a dull halo shimmered about golden locks which cascaded in matted locks.
"…..You will see your beauty every time you rise." The light flickered out.
"What is beauty?" The captive murmured to himself, staring thoughtfully at the torch. He rested his head in his arms as he thought to himself. Pondering what the otherworldly adjective meant. Was it to be attractive as some described it, as his counterpart was? Was it to be successful? The Hikari certainly thought as much. Perhaps it was to be foolishly kind hearted, like the Niwa always were.
His creator had called it petty, something unrealistic and weak. He had always agreed.
But then why it so adored was, even sought after if it was such a thing.
What a thought….He mused brushing his dirtied hair back, numbly standing on wobbly knees, using the wall for support, he began to scramble for the corner.
He tensed his eyes dilating with terror as he heard the tell-tale sound of foot steeps in the cobbled hall just outside his cage. The sound confirmed his fears and he quickly stumbled toward his hiding place.
"White wings." His shuffling stopped, dead, when the cold, ruthless command of his creator's descendents whipped out.
"…." Slowly, ever so slowly, he peered over his rag covered shoulder to observe the composed human who met his animalistic stare with one of his own. He sluggishly began to realign himself into a more civil state, well as much as he could anyway.
"I have a…proposition for you." The blue haired man drawled leaning against the door of the dungeon.
"…." The feral being glared at him mutely.
"I know you understand me, don't be difficult." The man snapped banging his fist into the stone, the blond flinched letting loose a snarl.
"Bastard." He hissed his wings bristling as he longed to express his rage.
"There, I was right." An amused bark of laughter escaped his tormentor.
"….do you agree?" His master inquired after a long drawn out explanation.
"You wish for me to take back my counter-part to serve your greedy wants and needs?" The angel summarized carefully keeping his horrified reaction locked away. He felt his heart drop, freezing within his chest. Did they really expect to do such a disgusting deed as to banish his otherself –his dream self- to a similar position as himself, caged and abused?
"Of course, however if you feel the need to stay in this oubliette then that is fine, we will find another to do the job." The Hikari –Teikyou- stated coolly, gesturing to the dingy small chamber which leaked and grew fungus.
"No, I understand…" He dismissed his eyes averting to the torch once more.
The artist smiled cruelly.
--~ Dear Angel of mine~---
Where do I start to express how I feel?
Well, my love's gone blind,
Now all that I feel is what I hear.
Your words rip and tear
Through my heart so weak and pure.
Now I find myself wanting to die.
"Mousey…" The angelic being watched as his former protector from long before slipped effortlessly into the museum, not knowing what lay in wait for him.
"Dark Mousey." He called now, stepping out of the shadows.
"K-krad!" The thief breathed as he whirled around to face his ex-lover, excitement and adoration overwhelmed his aura.
The blond stared back detachedly, his hands swaying at his side, an almost childlike glow encasing him. His master had given him more durable clothes, pristine white hemmed with gold which matched his now gleaming locks which were now held in a horse tail, wings pressed close to his back. He looked the part of his role, an angel, an angel of death.
I bleed for the second time tonight
Holding, well, all that's in my mind.
If only my love could be with you.
If only this pain,
This pain die too.
I'll break you away!
"Why?" Whispered the thief in disbelief as he stared at what was once his angel, a hand clutching at his abdomen, crimson overflowing.
"….Freedom." The sweet silken voice replied gently summoning another orb of burning holy light. Amber eyes narrowed in turmoil as his former guardian gave a choked sob. Amethyst hues drowned in the glassy encasing of tears as they gazed, aghast.
"Run, it's not any fun if my prey doesn't fight." He twisted his lips into a false sneer, willing the dark angel to listen to his disguised plea.
"Krad…" A tanned hand stained with his life's blood reached in vain for the blond, wrenching it back as his tamer screamed to run, and finally turned taking flight.
As I sit here alone
Thinking about everything that you've said.
You know since I'm alone,
Well, maybe after all I was better off dead.
Cause without you
My life's gone down.
What do I do when I find myself wanting to die?
Only when the thief was out of sight, did Krad let his mask slip and break into pieces. Tears burned behind his eyes which were blood-shot and dilated to feline like slits. His airways tightened as he choked back sobs. Gods, what had he done, that broken horrified guilty stare. It hurt, much more then it was supposed to, to see his once partner flee wounded and despairing from him.
But it was better then being enslaved to the greedy and cold Hikari wasn't it? Because it didn't feel like it, he felt horrible like a monstrosity. Even if he no longer looked as such.
"Beautiful." His master purred brushing his hair back, when had he fallen to his knees, why was he clutching to the sick bastard, it was his fault! All of this was his fault…
If this was beauty then he'd rather be without it.
Isn't strange how you became my enemy?
Isn't strange how you became my enemy,
From my angel to my enemy...and I don't know.
"I hate you." Krad winced, carefully keeping his façade of indifference as he advanced on the tensed thief, who glared at him with such hateful vigor that it burned, shattered the already cracking mind of his other-self.
"I hate you too!" He snarled passionately transferring all his inner pandemonium into one emotion, his hands sparked and his wings bristled. Dark recoiled as the normally composed being fell apart, and then pulled back together fueled by rage and despair.
They fought for the first time that night, one losing his sanity the other saving his.
I'll break you away, away, away from me.
I'll break you away, away, away from me...and I don't know.
"I'll kill you!" Dark vehemently vowed as his tamer lay bleeding to an early death on the battlefield.
"But, my dearest Dark you already have." Whispered the angel honestly as his own host's body weakened, heart failing as they gasped for breath, almost as one person would. (Un)Fortunately his former lover didn't hear, to wrapped up in the death of his beloved host.
For a moment, as his tamer breathed his last breathes, Krad saw what his master had seen in him when he had been given his task back a few years ago.
Sincerely, Yours
Beauty.
~~-~~
"Goodbye my other-self." Dark muttered solemnly.
"DARK!" Krad screamed savagely arching and jerking at his binding in a futile attempt of escape.
Then it all ended…or did it?
I'm everything you've wanted
I am the one who's haunting you
I am the eyes inside of you
Stare back at you
"Dark?" Innocent amber orbs blinked up at his partner, bemusedly shifting in the oh-so familiar embrace of his counterpart.
"Krad, why have you been so…" The violet haired man searched for the right word finding none that could express his frustration with his angel.
"Sorry…." The blond sighed, pressing his face into the crook of the thief's neck, inhaling the musky scent that he had missed so frequently.
"You're lying." Dark frowned half-heartedly pushing the angel away.
"No, I am sorry Dark," The named shivered at the endearing way he was spoken of, "I'm sorry that I hurt you, both physically and emotionally-" A tanned hand covered his mouth and his eyes darted up to take in his other-half's expression. It wasn't angry or happy, just empty, like how he had felt all those years separated from him.
There's nothing left to lose
There's nothing left to prove
Surrender your love
It's all you can do, yeah
"You've killed both of our hosts, our families and all you can say is you're sorry." He stated his purple hues narrowing, hands fastening on the blonde's forearms and shaking him- so violently that his head snapped back and forth. "Sorry for me none the less, what about all of those innocent lives you stole, all the mother's and father's who grieved over the dead bodies of their sons!" His tone lowered to a deep throated growl.
"Sorry!" The angel cried desperately, his frail yet bloodstained hands slipping up to intertwine with his ex-lover's.
"That doesn't cut it Krad! Sorry is not enough!" Dark snarled glaring sternly into frightened golden gems.
What you got
What you want
What you need
Gonna be your savior
Everything's gonna crash and break
But I know, yeah, I know
What you got
What you want
What you need
Gonna be your savior
Everything's gonna crash and break
Your savior
"I did it for you! I couldn't-" Krad cut himself off with a sob, launching his shaking body into the other's arms once more.
"For me?" Dark inquired with confusion etched on his face, the blond whimpered wrapping his arms tightly around his waist, sniffling pitifully. Great white wings fluttered erratically as the angel fell into hysterics. Dark scowled as his heart –softened by his time with the Niwa family- was tugged, forcing him to comfort the celestial being.
It's time to redefine
Your deophobic mind
Don't hesitate, no escape
From secrets on the inside
Ever so slowly Dark managed to coax the whole story out of the miserable angel, sitting back on his haunches he pondered what he should do next. Should he make the blond his own again, or put him to sleep permanently?
He found his answer to be heading toward the former as the object of his thoughts curled closer, like a lost child. Sure, he was broken, perhaps a bit unbalanced, but all things could be mended if given time and affection. With this thought he decided what he should do.
What you got
What you want
What you need
Gonna be your savior
Everything's gonna crash and break
But I know, yeah, I know
What you got
What you want
What you need
Gonna be your savior
Everything's gonna crash and break
Your savior
His hands moved on their own, cupping the angel's face gently, brushing away the trails of water which leaked from red-rimmed amber. He leaned forward, pressing his lips seductively against plush ones, waiting patiently for the bewildered blond to respond, small gloved hands tangled in his violet locks, a soft pink tongue begging for entry.
Yes, this was the right choice.
His beautiful angel was his once more.
I'm watching you
Cause you need me
Yeah, yeah, cause you need me
I'm watching you
Author's note:
So, you guys like this...
I think it turned out well, if you have any question, any at all feel free to ask, and reveiw if you will.
And Yes I know I left out some lyrics on the last song.