Kissdagirlorloseit here! And I'm here to let you know that this is an Otherborn based story. Yeah, I know... Another one? Anyways! I have another story planned that comes after this one and its much more... Sweet in my option... Although... Its also smutty...

Rating: M for implications

Diclaimer: If I owned The World Ends With You and Kingdom Hearts Nekami [Neku/Namine] would somehow be made cannon –bows-

Summary: Prayers are meant to heal... This one is just painful.


I shut the bathroom door and exercise my mind into blocking out Neku. Careful to not think anything too loud, careful to keep my mind focused on an old night time prayer I had heard on my travels with … Him. The lines echoing in my head as I turn to face the mirror, normally smiling self gone, replaced by the true terminal of sadness beneath. My gaze losing its luster as I turn away and reach back to the zipper on my dress.

Now I lay me down to sleep.

The fabric slips down my sides as I slip off the straps of the blue dress. My lip is bitten as I force myself to not look down, I can't let memories consume me now... The simple act of taking a shower is one I've had troubles with that since...

Since...

I pray the lord my soul to keep.

The water crashes into the tub, steaming... Maybe I'll take a bath?

"Sounds good."

I then plug the drain with a stopper and turn to the toilet, putting down the lid and perching on it while I wait for the tub to fill. Everything is silent. Very silent. Its moments like these I fear the most.

Let angels guide me through the night.

My eyes travel to the mirror and the memories crash upon me. Every marking, every bite, every single cut. I can feel them all now, the etching on my stomach, was it writing, no. No that is much lower... He had... Marked me down... Signed his name. Most of the marks aren't meant as anything other than HIS fury and his misery put into physical form.

Standing slowly I move to the sink and reach out over it to the mirror. I can see the designs clear as the morning I woke with them, jagged and rough. One butterfly stretching its wings, both broken and tattered, between my breast and reaching to each of them. A broken and stitched heart, I wince remembering that one. The others are just built up over time, light lightning a crossed my flesh. And I hate it.

Hate it.

And wake me with the morning light.

With the hate comes memories. Painful words full of hate a resentment. Whispering to me my uselessness and my stories of pathetic attempts to fix the weak.

I stumble back from the force of them.

My feet slide as water slops onto the floor. A screaming growl leaves me as I slip. Lashing out I grab out, grasping the shampoo I leave on the edge of the bath tube. Twisting my arm I throw it, destroying the image, stopping the thoughts.

"NAMINE!"

The bathroom door slams open and Neku is standing there. My eyes glare up at him. And I can see their pastel yellow color in the water pouring over onto tiles. I can see my exposure, "Leave me alone." And I reach out, slamming the door on his face. He can't see me like this, not now... Not ever...

"Just stay away from me."

Silence hangs in the air, but after a moment I realize why, he actually listened. I can remember his feet backing away and his silent words in my head telling me he'll be waiting for me. That he loves me. And I feel sick.


And that's all. I hope everyone enjoyed. Later all! Kissdagirlorloseit Out!