I do not own Naruto –insert mildly funny ramblings here-
Tonight my dear, you're going to be beautiful.
I know you don't believe me. It's oh so painfully obvious. Dear, don't give me that look. You know I hate it when you're scared. I want to save you. To protect you from all. No one but me may touch you. That's the rule. I've already had to… dispose of a few that dared to test the limits. It's not just a rule, its law. I love you dear. You know that right? Oh I hope you do. Please know I love you. Please!
Tonight my dear, you're going to be beautiful.
After all, what can be for lovely than the end I have planned? You'll go out with all the grace of the setting sun. As it succumbs to the sweet, choking, engulfing embrace of night. I get to play night. Darling, give in to me with out protest. Please? There's no need to struggle. You're hurting yourself now. Stop. Rope burn can't feel good, can it? Though I don't suppose it will matter in a few minutes. Still, please, I don't want to see you in pain. Dear, don't cry. Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry.
Tonight my dear, you're going to be beautiful.
Open up now. It wont hurt, this little pill. Its only earth, molded to my liking. Come on, let it in, there's nothing to fear. Please? You've never disliked my passion before. Darling don't start now, its such horrid timing. Trust me, I've done this before. No one screams…until the end. Why wont you just go along with this? It's becoming annoying now. Well if you insist on being childish like this… No matter. Jaw muscles aren't stronger than a well-used hand. There we go, the paint of my masterpiece is in place. The sculpture's friend. It's already in me, all set for the show. Now you'll have to swallow. Its not as much fun if you don't swallow. Go on, it doesn't taste bad. Good job dear. I knew you could do it.
Tonight my dear, you're going to be beautiful.
You're lips taste so sweet. Of lilies and vanilla. You know I love you right? Don't cry again, what did I say about that darling? Please, no more. It's filled with such bitter remorse. Oh I pray you still love me. Don't you see it's going to be such a great end? Your tears taste salty. I like your lips better. Would you deny me one last taste? I thought not.
Tonight my dear, you're going to be beautiful.
The excitements building. Can you feel it? I can. It's the rush before the detonation. I've felt it before, this time though it's ten times stronger. I can feel the muscles of my hand trembling. Ah, but still, the hand sign is done. Are you ready darling? Thank you, I needed that taste again. Now we go out…with a bang!
"Katsu!"
Tonight my dear, you are beautiful.
Sorry for lack of dividers they refuse to work for me…
