disclaimer- no.

[R27] ftw!

summary- Reborn is the No. 2 hitman cupid known in heaven. After pairing up his 270000 soulmate, God decided that his pairing skills didn't have enough "oomph" to it and forced him down to Earth. Armed with guns and pink bullets of love and faith, the hitman does the only thing he can do- shoot matching holes through people's brains. But after a fatal slip up he had shot an unsuspecting brunet through the head and is now his lover!

How's he going to cope having a boyfriend?! /au. completely and positively au./

a/n- i have a lot due and i only managed to squeeze this in. i'm kinda stuck on my other stories.


Prologue

He watched the boy lift a shaky hand over his chest, his fingers dripping in red as they hovered over the hole that consumed his heart.

"My name is Reborn"

A pair of sad, pain-filled eyes slowly hid itself as the boy closed his eyes in bitter understanding. Blood dribbled from his lips and the brunet kneeling forced his lips to move. Reborn turned a blind eye to the blood splattering against the marble floor, much like a clock counting down its final hours and instead reached out to cradle the boy's head against his shoulder.

"M-My name-" Warm liquid trailed down his chest as blood kept on splattering out of his wounds "-i-it's-" a slippery hand weakly latched onto his neck creating a slick patch of blood "Tsu…tsu…"

Somewhere in the far distance a clock struck twelve, the eerie gonging drowning out the weak whisper.

The now cold, clammy hand slid off his neck and Reborn watched with misty eyes as ice crinkled and crawled over the skin of the dead body in his arms, stealing the warmth the person once held.

And like fine china breaking, the body shattered like explosive glass, pieces twinkling on steps that led to an altar.


now that was somewhat depressing and short.