Prompt: "what iF DANGAN AU AND SHARON WAS THE NEXT VICTIM" (from Fluffy, sic)
Rating: M?
Warnings: Character death, yay!
I'm totally clever.
Never has he liked the color red—it's always haunted him, it seems, whether in odd words from strangers about his eyes or in stains on the skin of a victim or in nightmares—even if he takes joy in something like others' pain he'd never claim to love that hue so closely tied to it.
In this moment, he can think of nothing he hates more, in fact.
The same announcement rings overhead but he cannot hear it—he can see nothing but her and the color that doesn't suit her at all and he so wishes he was blind or dead in her place or anywhere but here, standing powerless over the still form of the most precious thing he has known in his life. He could not stop this and for that the blood may as well be on his own hands, dying him crimson and then black—yes, at least then he could say his own end was coming at the hands of some sick trial and he'd die for this mistake—
—but he cannot go blind, cannot expect his retribution; he can only stand stiff and stare as the others surround him and her, knowing the clock will march on, knowing that they must find the killer, even if doing so could never take the immense weight of guilt off of his own shoulders.