~Author's Note~
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Pain.
It was all he felt. A searing, blinding pain that afflicted every fiber of his being. Crimson fell in a hideous mockery of rain as it poured down, down, down. Poured from her.
A distant part of his mind wondered if there was supposed to be that much in the first place. It seemed almost ridiculous as it kept pouring, a red waterfall, and it looked like it would never stop.
He couldn't remember the last time he had felt such pain. Nothing came to mind that could even compare with it. Her name fell from his lips, quietly at first, like a prayer.
Then the pain became unbearable and it was a desperate cry.
"KIREI!"
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Slow.
Time was slowing down, she concluded. The pale arm in her stomach was wrenching itself out, but oh so slowly. The pain hadn't registered yet. Everything was fuzzy in her mind. Her blue eyes, cloudy and distant, slowly made their way to the hollows mask, and her arm followed. Two bloody fingers pointed at it while a cero formed.
It seemed like forever till the blast of energy was ready, and yet the hollow seemed even slower.
She grinned, her brother's trademark sadistic grin.
"Fuck…ya…"
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Falling.
She had destroyed it, and now she was falling. He sped forward, but he'd be damned if it didn't feel like he was running through molasses. Why was she falling so fast?
No, a better question was why was he running so slowly? A wordless scream tore itself from his throat, filling the night air with pain and desperation. She needed him. He needed her. Needed to get to her, to save her.
He slid to his knees when she fell into his arms. 'A fallen angel from heaven.' That distant voice mused. He had always thought of her as his personal angel. And now his fallen beauty was bleeding to death in his arms.
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Warmth.
She remembered how that felt, even though she was so, so cold now. She had felt it when she lay on the grass on a summer's day, beneath the hot sun. She had felt it when she had looked into his warm chocolate eyes.
It had spread throughout her being when he had, with an uncharacteristic shyness, told her those three little words. She looked up at him now, as he cradled her to his chest.
'When did he catch me?' she wondered idly. But that wasn't really important. Because despite how cold she was becoming, she felt warm. Warm as the eyes she stared up at, wide and wet and filled with too many emotions.
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Gone.
He cried, begging her to hold on. Someone, anyone, had to come. Had to help. She just couldn't die. Not now. Not like this. He felt like he had just found her, and now she was being torn away from him.
"Y-you can't go Kirei." He whispered brokenly. "I love you."
He repeated the phrase over and over, as if it was a magical chant that would heal her wounds and make everything okay.
She smiled.
His world shattered.
"I love you."