Title: Breaking Sanity
Written for mf sanctuary: Week 3 / When love is not madness, it is not love
Rating: High T
Word Count: 325
Disclaimer: I neither own nor profit from Inuyasha or its characters.
Warnings: Eating "human food," disturbing imagery
In madness, he would drink her flesh, drink her life, and maybe with it, her love. His more rationale side would never understand this. But this was not about his rationale side; and, this was not even about her, but the mystery that surrounded the girl. Eyes like hers should not act as if they hold the keys to forever. But somehow, he knew they did.
She didn't fight him, but neither did she encourage him. He knew that she would never resist him. They would call it blind loyalty. From time to time, the taiyouki would question who the real blind one here was. Her mortal blood should not have tasted so divine, godlike. Perhaps, that would make her his heaven and he her hell. Yet, no one should smile so if that were the truth.
In madness, drunk with it and with her, he would taste, break the skin, and hold her. It was as if her body would hold the ever elusive answer that he so desperately searched. Eventually though, the woman would embrace him. He then wondered who was holding who. Too late now, it did not matter. His questions held more importance. She was only human, he thought. Unfortunately, even his mind's eye knew that to be a lie.
In madness, he would make her cry, hurt, scream. Maybe then, it would deafen his own tormented soul. It was not enough.
In a point of clarity, he would leave her with her own kind. It was the kindest thing he could do; it was the kindest thing too late.
In madness, in need, he would return for her only to see the pyres of her ashes rise into the dimming sun. That which was his was his no more.
In madness, he would consume her, making her his again.
In madness, he would finally understand.
In madness, he knew that he loved and loved enough to have it destroy her.
Finis