A/N: Wait long, you guys? Here's the prologue for the sequel to Bloody Kisses! So, you guys who just clicked this, um... it can't be read alone... You've gotta read my story Bloody Kisses first to really understand what's going on. I'll try to include enough context clues, but... There's only so much I can do... :sweat:
Prologue: Raining Inside
(And I'm still waiting for the rain to fall/ Pour real life down on me)
Understand that it was not the feelings that I wanted… It was you. Understand that I knew you would hurt when I offered my heart… It hurt me as well. Understand it and believe it when I say that I would rather die inside than be in a world without you… It may be ungrateful to all that you've done for me, but I myself would gladly die a thousand times in your place.
Rain fell against his face, mixing with salt and metal; he slowly tilted his head up, ignoring the stars of pain that danced behind his eyes. He wanted to look up at the sky one last time, but the shard of his glasses dug against his eyelid so sharply that he knew he'd never see again…. If he were to live. He knew Doumeki had to be seeing blood from his eye…
He could feel blood trickling down his arm, and he could hear it drop from his fingers onto the ground.
He let the pain and the relief and the utter sacrifice overwhelm his body, and a shaky laugh left his bruised throat. Quickly, the laugh turned to shaking, heart-broken tears, and he knew that this was his price…
Doumeki's life for his.
His wounds were slowly healing, and he hated it; the closing hole in his heart meant that Watanuki was suffering.
He could hear the rain beginning to pour from outside the shoji-screen doors, and he stood slowly, taking the container that Yuuko had allotted for him. He slid his thumb around the edge, and blood began to build around a thin cut across the ball of his finger. He allowed for a few drops to fall into the ornate jar, and then he slipped outside, waiting for the rain to extinguish the fire that burned within the bottle.
It took five minutes, and when it was finally full, Doumeki left in search of Watanuki.
"Will this work?"
Yuuko sighed, taking a long draw off of her pipe. "…All we can do is put our hope into those two," she murmured ambiguously. "And pray that hitzusen is favorable towards them… Or this time… Watanuki will die."