Glass
By: Strange and Intoxicating -rsa-
Author Notes: I wasn't sure if I was able to write this, but I just needed to get it out of my bloodstream. It's been begging to get clawed out since the opening credits. This has mild, very mild shonen-ai between Kei/Sho, because I thought it was just glaring obvious through the entire movie. I just wanted to make them kiss. Also, there's going to be angst, considering the end of the movie and this is when it takes place.
So, without further ado, here it is.
Disclaimer: I, Strange and Intoxicating -rsa-, do not own, think I own, or will ever own 'Moon Child'. If I did, certain scenes would have had some pretty stuff going on.
Glass
The water barely touched the sand, washing back and forth like the time. So much time had passed, yet so little. Kei knew the end was near; he felt it in his weary hands, could taste it like blood on his tongue. Sweet elixir of life, torturing him for so long, it would no longer have its hands dug into his soul. Sleep, rest, forever. Nothing to wake him in a sweat, a cry on his lips.
There would only be the bliss of the end.
"The sun is rising," Sho tucked a lock of hair behind his ear, the barest of movements summoning Kei's eyes from the lightening horizon. His voice was calm, reassuring of what was to come. Death wasn't meant to be scary, not in the end, when he has lived on and on.
Kei inched his hand from his leg, looking over as he intertwined their fingers. There was a warmth that should not have been there, the vampire noticed, feeling the calloused fingers in his. Their kind held no body warmth—perhaps it was the looming sun, already warning their cold and aching bones. So long, so long since his last moment of watching the dawn rise.
"The water looks like glass." Kei barely had the energy to slide over in his seat, as close as he could get to the other man, the immortal who had once been just a shimmering child with brown hair and the most beautiful of eyes. That day still rolled and flipped around in his head, like a fish that was taken from its bowl and tossed into the sea. It wasn't meant to be there, and it would not survive in the end, but the moment it hit the cool surface everything was alright with the world, even for the shortest of times.
Sho replied with a murmur. "It's beautiful," before leaning forward and placing their heads together, next to one another.
The sun rose over the glass water and their blood-stained hands seemed to wash away in the morning light, pale and yet certain. There and gone in the next moment, their final breaths taken with one last, solitary kiss, hands still entwined.
And like a photograph, the world seemed to understand the imprint before their ashes blew away, together.
To watch the sunrise forever.
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