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Title: An Ode to a Silver Snake, Disguised as a Fox
Word Count: 304
Rating: K
Description: Gin only ever opens his eyes for one person...
Character(s)/Pairings:GinxMatsumoto
Written: February 11, 2010
You are becoming a snake tomorrow.
And as you start to devour people,
With that mouth that has eaten others,
You cry your love to me.
And the same as today, I do wonder.
Will I be able to say my love to you?
(Tite Kubo)
People called him a fox with his slitted eyes and eternal smile that sent them running in the other direction. He took it as a compliment. Foxes were cunning, sly, sneaky, the best pranksters, the best liars. Gin wasn't going to be humble, he knew he had these traits. They were his tools to survival. Yes. People called him a fox, mostly as an insult to his creepiness, but Gin decided to take it as a compliment. He was a fox. He would be sly, cunning and a liar-if it meant protecting her.
What Gin really likened himself to though, was a snake. Emotionless, cold-blooded, slithering around, swallowing his favourite prey whole. Yes. Gin would rather think himself a snake. A silver snake to be exact. Why silver? Well for one it matched his name, Gin, and, well, he liked the colour. Silver. And for a more sentimental reason, because silver was the matching partner to Gold. Gold like her.
Most people called him a fox with his slitted eyes and eternal smile that sent shivers running down their spines. Gin likened himself to a snake, heartless, eating his prey whole. But she, she likened Gin to what he truly was. The colour silver. Pure, strong, shining like the moon to accompany her during dark, lonely nights. He was the colour silver. Just as she was the colour gold. Brimming with vitality and life, his sun to help guide him out of the darkness.
Yes. Gin was a silver snake disguised as a fox. He was cunning, a master of lies, decieving everyone as he slithered around, swallowing his favourites whole, hurting her even until the end, and yet she continued to shine beside him, bringing him out of the darkness for he could no longer accompany her through the darkness of the night.