So I decided to write this after all... It's a bit of a Kuroshitsuji/Evillious crossover, though.
The church was rather empty. A small group of people stood near the coffin.
Blonde hair, a white suit. The boy looked like a doll. A gold rose was tucked beneath his hands and his hair was arranged perfectly. Too perfectly, as if to hide a wound.
He didn't have many friends. All his life, he was devoted to his mother. But the woman did not shed a single tear for him as the funeral progressed.
The door slammed open. Everyone looked up. Who would interrupt a funeral like this?
The girl strode down the aisle, a place that should have been decked with flowers celebrating the union of two, instead of mourning the loss of one. Her green hair was tied back into a loose ponytail, despite its short length.
A red cape fluttered behind her as she made her way to the front. She approached the coffin without hesitation.
"Lemy... The white... it doesn't suit you," she smiled at the boy, who laid as if asleep. It was the smile of one who had lost their light.
"What suits you more is red," she took a deep breath. "The red of blood, of passion." With a flourish, she draped the cape across his shoulders. She sighed.
"It must be lonely... Don't worry, I'll be with you soon." She closed her eyes and smiled. The audience watched in shock as she raised her revolver to her own temple.
"See you soon, my love."
BANG.
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Not far off, a pink-haired lady stood in the shadows, shaking her head.
"Love, how foolish." She turned on her heel and stormed out with an expression that could only be described as scorn.
I have plans for another chapter, though it's just the first one from Gumillia(Sniper)'s point of view. I just wanted to show what she felt during that... This is just a crack pairing, by the way.
About the "hair hiding wound" thing, I know that Lemy was shot in the chest, but I wanted something there... I don't know. Maybe Gumillia shot another shot because she was told to make sure that he is dead? Who knows.
Thanks for reading! R&R very appreciated, constructive criticism is always welcome!
-Amaya
