Mutual Love
A/N: La la la... drabble. Nothing like I thought it would be, but oh well. Study hall! It's all for Miyuki-chan, who supplied me with the pairing, title, and one line of dialogue. Er, well... only line, as it worked out. XP
Disclaimer: Riddle me this; am I Koyasu? No? Then how can I own Weiss?
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Mutual Love
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Cradled to his breast, he could feel it. The gentle, slow thud-thud of her heartbeat, even as it slowed to a complete stop. Was that all?
No, it couldn't be.
Even as his eyes searched her face for any telltale signs of life, he knew it was too late. Cold tears glistened from those pale, glazed eyes, and once again, he knew---knew that this was real, that she was gone, and ultimately; that he had cared, if only a little.
His hands reached out, brushing the wetness off of the late Ouka Sakaki's face, and he caught his own blonde reflection in those same dead eyes.
Omi Tsukiyono would never know why he did as he shouldn't have, why it never haunted him, or even why it mattered---and that was all he knew as he held her still-warm body, studying her face.
To say goodbye to a sister he barely knew as such... The sting was greater than any other irony of his days. Still he brought his lips to hers, knowing that though she was indeed departed of this world, her joy would have been great.
And with that, the boy knew just why he had yet to let go.
With her ear so near his lips, he whispered the sweet nothings that would have filled her pulsing heart with hope:
"Thank you for loving me."
And of her body, the boy was finally able to let go.
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fin
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A/N: Thank you for challenging me, Miyuki-chan! I hope you liked it. It was a fun way to spend my study hall.
---Gangsta Videl