A/N: So I just started watching Akuma no Riddle/Riddle Story of the Devil and I love it! But episode six broke my heart :'c I'm still not over it. So here's this fic from Chitaru's point of view. I haven't seen too many Akuma no Riddle fics, so here's my contribution. Constructive criticism is always welcome, but please don't just tell me how bad I am.
Oh Kirigaya. My precious, quirky Kirigaya with a smile as sweet as strawberries and the most horrendous sense of direction I've ever seen. You, you're Angel Trumpet? No, there's no question about it. As I gaze into your pale golden eyes, I can see your confession shining sorrowful and true. Can you see it in my eyes, Hitsugi Kirigaya? Can you see my heart breaking?
I know what I have to do but my hand shakes as I raise this dagger, my eyes squeezed shut. I don't want to see myself kill you. "This is my duty!"
But I really don't think I have it in me to plunge this weapon into your heart.
"And that's fine with me, Chitaru-San," you say so compassionately.
Then your petite fingers grip my wrist like a vise and you push yourself onto the blade. You do what I can't bring myself to do and tears like liquid pearls slip from the corners of your lovely eyes. I want to wipe them away for you, but I can't. Tears are forming in my eyes now, I would give anything for this not to be true!
You decline on the laminated stage floor and the audience gasps before us, thinking that you're putting on a marvelous performance. I fall beside you, lump swelling in my throat and despair wringing my stomach in it's unbreakable clutch. Blood spreads from the dial of the blade and soaks your Juliet costume. Oh Kirigaya, my Kirigaya, we were all having so much fun. It shouldn't have to be this way. You shouldn't have to die. Ichinose Haru shouldn't have to die.
Why did you want to kill her, Kirigaya? Blood is pooling beneath you now and lapping at my rubberized knees as tears collect in my eyes. Why did you kill my teacher's daughter? It was an organization, wasn't it? You weren't acting of your own accord, were you my Kirigaya?
Nio says your wish was to remain by my side forever. Oh Kirigaya, you didn't have to kill Ichinose for that. I want to be with you forever and always. I'm going to. The fawning crowd gasps again as I take your poison and drink it all it in one swallow. It burns and blisters my throat on its way down. I cough and sputter, my tears falling as my face grows hot.
I collapse beside you. They close the curtain and the applauding crowd beyond it is a hush to my dying ears. I drape my arm over your unmoving chest protectively, even though you're not there for me to protect anymore. You're gone, Kirigaya. You left me. But don't worry, I'm coming after you. Soon, I promise. I can feel your poison coursing through my veins.
What was your wish before you met me, Kirigaya? I should've known this would end badly from the beginning. You were in the Black Class for a reason after all, no matter how hard I tried not to think about it. Though it doesn't matter now. You and I are going to be together in the next life. Hopefully we won't have to hurt anyone in that life, hopefully we won't have to hurt ourselves.
But even if we do, I'll never abandon you. I'll be by your side forever. I have to hold your hand, right? You'll get lost if I don't. I need your hand too, Hitsugi Kirigaya. Without it, mine will get cold. I don't remember closing my eyes, but I know I did. Everything is dark. Your poison hurt at first, but now my body is numb.
My last breath shakes out of my throat, I know it's the last one. It's just getting too hard to keep breathing. I love you, Kirig-
