Disclaimer: I don't own BroCon.
Chapter One: In Order
"If I can't have her, then neither will you," Iori said, his voice strong and firm.
I took a sideway glance at him, my hands and fingers trembling with fear. Never have I ever seen him like this. Never have I heard the strangeness of his voice. Never have I seen his eyes portray hunger, anger and fear.
In front of me stood Natsume, fear clearly depicted in his eyes. His stance is ready to grab me, in case anything goes wrong. Beside him was Masaomi, carefully gauging the movements of Iori.
It didn't occur to me that the worst will happen. It never occurred to me that the sweet Iori I knew would easily be so shattered, so broken. But I guess what other people say is true: that the sweetest and nicest person crumbles easily, for even a sturdy tree will soon break its branches and fall down.
I felt Iori's arm tighten around my waist. It hurts to the extent that I know it will leave a mark but not permanently. I knew it better than to protest – it will only lead to a more serious matter than it is already.
"Iori, we can talk a-" Natsume began, but he was abruptly cut by Iori telling him to shut up.
Both Natsume and Masaomi tensed up when Iori led me towards the cliff, his arms never leaving my waist, his breaths becoming heavier.
I couldn't speak. I wanted to tell Iori that everything will be okay. I wanted to tell him that after this, everything will return to its normal state where we could always laugh at the most subtle things, where we could find peace in the comfort of the flowers. I wanted to tell him that I will choose him over anything and anyone else, but I couldn't find myself to do so.
Doing this would be to break his fragile heart. But the most painful of it all is that I would be lying to my heart.
I looked up to the person whom my heart belongs. His eyes reflect the innocence of a child, but within him holds the fear of losing me. I know that this is exactly what he is feeling, for we have talked about this log before Iori found out about my true feelings.
There is no way out now. It's do or die.
If everything will come to this, then I'd rather be me who needs to sacrifice, and not the other way around.
I'd rather it be me to feel the pain and not them.
I felt Iori's lips slowly molded into mine, claiming my mouth. His kiss was gentle but demanding. It's as if a hidden message was being sent to me. I felt all his love to me. I even fel his obsession on me. The kiss ended soon. And I know what I have to do.
"I love you," Iori whispers to my ear. "I'll always love you, Ema,"
Despite of what will happen next, I didn't mind it anymore. My decision is final. It's all for the best. I know it will be.
With one last hopeful look, I stared at Natsume then Masoami. I thank the gods for meet such nicest and kindest people on earth. I am most grateful to the chance to love the man who holds my heart.
Then I jumped off the cliff.
A/N: My first attempt to write a BroCon fic. First chapter's short, but I promise to upload immediately. Reviews are entirely welcome. This bunny plot has been running on my mind. I just have to write it down so my mind can rest. Lol.