Characters/Pairings: Kaito, Falis, onesided Kaito x Falis
A/N: Okay, Birdhouse in your Soul got to it before I did, but just judging from the way she acted around him I find it hard to deny that Falis had some feelings for Kaito before he revealed himself as the nihilistic bastard that he is. As such, I'm going to be writing about that here.
Disclaimer: I don't own Murder Princess.
Falis feels the blade of her Crane Princess and draws a deep sigh from her nostrils as her fingers run up and down the keen steel. No sign of chipping or rust, but the blade shows itself to be just a little dull.
Drawing a whetstone from a hidden fold of her voluminous skirt, Falis flops down gracelessly on a rock in the courtyard. Yes, she'll get grit and dirt on her white dress and yes Alita will be less than pleased, but Falis can't be bothered to give a damn about what her clothes look like. Why should she care if there's a stain on her skirt? At least she still has all her arms and legs.
At least she isn't languishing in some subterranean dungeon, waiting for the day when the axe will fall on her neck.
The whetstone pauses over her Crane Princess and Falis's pensive frown darkens into a black one, the beginnings of a snarl curling her lip back.
Kaito had seemed like a dream come true at first. He had arrived to save the kingdom like some white knight of old and Falis was free to resume her wanderings. He had arrived to relieve the bounty hunter of her obligations and Alita herself couldn't be happier.
He'd seemed like a dream come true in other ways, too, and Falis still curses herself for letting her guard down around him for a moment. She still curses herself for being flattered, for being charmed, for acting in all the ways she shouldn't have. Falis can see now just how glib Kaito's charm was and just how obvious it was that something was wrong with him. She should have been able to see straight past that kind, warm smile.
But she didn't.
Falis was just as charmed by Kaito as everyone else, and she had completely melted when even the smallest amount of attention was paid to her by him. That white knight was full of poison, and she couldn't see past the gentleness in his smile.
It's a fact: she was fooled, and Falis still feels the fool whenever she thinks of him.
The familiar dark sneer reveals itself on her full mouth and Falis draws the whetstone across the edge of the blade until her Crane Princess is keen enough to slice through silk fluttering to the ground.
Despite the way Alita would react, there are moments in which Falis wishes that she had killed Kaito in one of those moments when she had the opportunity.
Maybe that would absolve her of the treacherous feelings that come over her when she remembers what being embraced by him felt like.
(Warm, safe, feeling so small in the arms of one much bigger than her. Falis still hates the way he made her feel.)