Having a sort of...block. So I kind of thought for a while, and this one came out.
Yes, it's pretty much the shortest thing I've ever written, but I think it's one of the most meaningful to me. If you don't understand, then simply interpret your own meaning I suppose. o.O
Italics are implied as the past. Thus the tense changes.
Anyways, luffles to all. R&R is much love.
Fall
Black type hovered in and out of his vision, words leaping paragraphs and forming lines which had no relevance to the trite words of love before him. Passion and affection displayed so openly in the writing. Everything was perfect, and it was beautiful. In the middle of nowhere yet in front of everyone, unrequited love burned, and it was perfect, it was everything.
Rei thought it was nothing.
Sighing, he shoved the covers together and let the book fall onto the table before him. He had no patience anymore for plot less romance, and a picture-perfect dimension painted through rose-coloured glasses. Worlds where ill-fated lovers fought for each other, loved others, died for them. Planets where forgiveness was so equally doled out with death, love, and supposedly meaningless but brilliant sex. But they loved each other, and that was everything, even if there was nothing.
It bored Rei, it tired him. Yet he craved it. Craved an existence carved of glass and stone, where everything was simple and pure, and oh-so-sure. It craved him and fueled his dreams; fed a restless soul that could never, would never receive its fill. When he tired of creating this, he turned to time. Because it was everything, and it was nothing. It was perfect, and it was sure.
His lover often stumbled in to find him engrossed in the invisible void, unaware of anything; sleepless and starved for days.
"Kai?"
A hand deftly stroking soft mid-tones.
"Hmm?"
"What kind of person am I?"
A pause. Intertwining of pale and tan fingers.
"You are Rei," he says simply.
"Then where am I?"
A lone tear trails from an ochre window, and lips, lips so damnably gentle and forgiving, brush it softly away.
"Wherever you need
to be."
Rei needed to be away. He needed to be perfect, and live perfectly, love perfectly. Eventually, it all came back to his existence, and there was nothing else.
"Can I get you something?"
"Get me anything."
Sleepless nights spent perusing nothing, as sleepless breaths silently cradled him at night. A weightless arm, exuding warmth. But it was less than perfect. More than nothing. Rei craved it all, yet wanted none. A façade built on everything, and slowly crumbled away. He didn't know who he was, or where that person that used to be him went. He didn't know what he used to love. All he knew was that it all disappeared to that perfect world and he wanted to be there.
Red stone feathers shattered inside, and Rei remembered for a fraction of eternity, what it was like. But then perfection sang to him in black and purple hues, notes so perfect and so deep that you could drown forever, and he dove back into the still waters of nothingness. Plunged into a silent existence of no pain, no feeling; of perfection.
Kai shook him from a sleepless slumber, knowing that Rei was slipping, slipping away. Oh, almost gone.
"Are you in or are you out?" He says, heavy tears trailing the contours of his delicate features, and grasps a tan arm.
Rei smiles and cups pale skin in his hand, ghosting fingers over the tiny rivers. "But the fall will be fantastic," he whispers, "and what's left is nothing less than perfection."
Then he slipped away.
xxx