Title: Inside the Fire
Author: Sekiseishi
Pairing: 6918
Type: One-Shot
Genre: Angst
c. Akira Amano
Warnings: Character death, mentions of suicide, depression, excessive use of the word 'fuck', FPP (first-person perspective for those of you who don't know)
Fuck you. Fuck you and your holier-than-thou attitude, your impeccable black suit, your beautiful, soulless eyes, your messy hair, your tonfa, and that fucking "I'm better than you and I fucking know it" look. A terrible liar, that's what you are, a horrible, fucking, gods-be-damned liar who'll never see anything besides the underside of the devil's shoe in the afterlife.
I hate you. I didn't always, I'll admit, but for you to show such weakness just because of a damned failure. So you couldn't protect the Bovino bastard. Who cares? Not me, and I thought I was all that mattered. I hate you for making me believe you were stronger than that, for making me believe that nothing could … that nothing would ever faze you.
Mostly, though, I hate you for leaving me. For leaving yourself behind for me to discover. Your body was perfect. Strong, sinewy cords of muscle that rippled whenever you fought or fucked, light bones that enabled you to do acrobatic moves most people would think impossible, a frightening smile that was more endearing to me than anything in the entire world, hair that made a magnificent leash when you misbehaved, and those fucking eyes. Those beautiful fucking eyes. God, I hated them the most. I loved them the most. It made me sick to look at them, but I could never look away because they were the most wonderful thing I'd ever seen.
Splattered in blood you were at your most breathtaking. I hated watching you fight and being unable to taste you as you killed everyone that opposed you. It made me salivate and I couldn't control myself when you returned, your tonfa dripping someone else's blood all over the carpet, staining a path from the doorway to the bedroom so carelessly. I ripped your clothes off and fucked you like there would be no tomorrow, pounded into you like nothing in the world mattered more to me. Nothing did. There was you, and you were all I needed.
Imagine my surprise when I returned to our new, shared flat late that afternoon. Your body fucking lying in the middle of the room, your brains slipping down the eastern wall and your blood covering the carpet, dying it from pristine white to fucking red. A gun … my fucking gun … held so delicately in your right hand. There was no suicide note, but I knew you had done it. No one else could have made such a spectacular exit, and it was fucking intentional.
I love you, Hibari Kyouya, I love you to fucking death and beyond. I hate you, too. I hate you with every fiber of my being and I'm glad you're fucking dead. I had my fun with you, there wasn't anything else I wanted to do besides screw you into the wall a few more times. Regardless of whether or not I would have kept you when I was completely satisfied … I would, no doubt, even if your asshole closed up and my dick fell off I would still fucking love you because I'm fucking weak. I, however, am not one to run away from my problems, unlike you. So, Hibari, fuck life, fuck school, fuck the mafia, fuck our families, fuck Tsuna, fuck the missions, fuck the blood, fuck the gore, fuck the guns and the weapons and the fucking blade that feels so fucking good against my wrist, but, most of all …
… fuck you.
A/N: Yeah, that's right, Hibari! Fuck you! -is beaten to death by mysterious tonfa- T3T I was kidding, Hibari-chan. I love you. -stabbed-
Title: Helluva Long Night
Author: Sekiseishi
Pairing: Reborn x Colonello
Type:
Genre: Romance
Warnings: Semi non-consensual,