Disclaimer, Don't own, wont do ya no good to sue, I have nothing worth giving Except my collection of Kinky Gundam figures, but seriously, they are real messed up!!!!!

Yaoi implied, 1x2 that never happens. (if that makes sense) Death fic, deeply depressing, I hope you like!!!



Death. Darkness

A black and soothing flow.

It's the only way to go.

I couldn't face the rejection.

It's a price too high for me to pay.

Pain. Unending.

My heart is torn in two.

Yours is with another, and hers belongs to you.

I couldn't face the rejection.

She will always stand in my way.

Release. Freedom.

A shining blade in hand.

Two deep strokes and its over, darkness cloaks the land.

I couldn't face the rejection.

I don't want to see the day.

Ending. Fading

The darkness melts the strife.

A muffled shroud of silence ends the pain of my short life.

I couldn't face the rejection.

That's all I have to say.



**I came into the room, wondering where he had gone. And then I saw him. Slumped on the bedroom floor, violet eyes glazed and wide, not a hint of the sparkle that once filled my soul with life. Blood on the carpet, a note in his hand. I picked it up. Read it.

And inside, I cried.

I cried for his grief, I cried for his end, which had come too soon. I cried for the fact he never knew what he meant to me. I cried for the person I had loved, who would never come back. I cried for all these things, but I never shed a tear.

I picked up the knife that had fallen out of his hand, lying by the braided head. Red blood stained it, reminding me of my loss. I drew the blade to my heart and pushed.

I felt no pain as darkness surrounded me, no pain could be greater than that of my loss.

My midnight eyes closed, never to open again, as I went to greet my love.

A.N

Lovely isn't it, Hell, I felt depressed tonight so I decided to subject you lot to my darker side. This is all new to me, I am usually a hopeless romantic and I suddenly have the urge to kill off my favourite couple.

I wrote this with the Her Royal Highness, Princess Pessimistic, Lisa-Ann herself.