Oh my….Do I sense this is going to be a Tyki angst? Yes…. Only a bit, though. Poor Tyki… o Also, I leave my thanks to my readers You know who you are, obviously. It's always great to receive the reviews and messages. I'm grateful. Thank you, for the umpteenth time. And no, Linasama 1, no one will die in this one. XD))
Death
The demons inside of him were slowly and meticulously eating away at him. Guilt clouded his mind as he stared down at a fan of cards in his hand. On these cards, he had scribbled names of each potential exorcist that could, done right, kill him. Beside him on the floor was a list of all the people he had killed. His golden eyes stayed focused upon the cards. Being aware of Skin's death caused turmoil inside him. His greatest fear was licking at his skin and clawing at his black suit. If someone walked into his bedroom, they would see a very unkempt Lord Tyki Mikk.
Not only was Tyki frightened by recent events, he didn't give a damn about his appearance. His curly black hair was tousled from him raking his hand numerously through it. His black tux was unbuttoned, displaying his white crisp dress shirt.
Groaning, Tyki lifted from sitting on the floor. He peeled off his dress coat, letting it carelessly fall to the floor. In a matter of minutes, Tyki Mikk wore only his plain boxers. He stood directly in front of a full-length mirror nailed to his wall. Tyki rested his forehead and pressed one hand against the glass. The glass felt so cool to his skin which made him frown slightly. Tyki had a ripping gut feeling that in the near future, he would lose everything. He would lose his light and dark side.
Reeling back from the glass surface, Tyki Mikk went to glance at his reflection. Seeing his reflection made him recoil as a scream crawled up his throat. Tyki didn't see his own reflection. He did, in the sense that it was him, but just not what he looked like. In the mirror, the reflection was garbed in flowing majestic black. Coils of dark masses made from hate encircled his body like a shield. Covering his face was a grotesque mask stained with guilty blood.
Tyki Mikk stared at this reflection of himself uneasily. Was this a foreshadowing? Would he destroy and become this? Will death come riding on its horse for him? Why was he that creature?
The door to his bedroom unexpectedly burst open. An all too familiar intruder stared at him. Her thin eyebrows furrowed as she contemplated why Tyki was barely clothed and looking exceedingly upset.
"Tyki! What's wrong….?" Rhode kamelot pouted as she walked toward him. Her shoes scuffed against the floor as she moved closer. She knew there was something wrong with him. Her eyes flickered over his well-proportional dark body. What a lovely sight for her to observe. Once she reached him, Rhode slipped her fingers under the edge of his boxers, touching the band that ran around the top of the garment.
Tyki widened his eyes, wondering two things: why she was here and what she was doing.
"If you don't start smiling or acting like your normal self, I'm prepared to give you a big wedgie!" She grinned, pulling her fingers out.
"What are you talking about? I'm fine…" Tyki lied. His lips were pressed firmly together in a tight frown.
"Stop lying to me! I know when you are not alright! And you are naked!"
"First of all, I am not naked. I am still wearing an article of clothing." Tyki corrected her as he crossed his arms.
"Not for long…" Rhode lewdly grinned at him, licking her lips.
Tyki eyed her. He was not in the mood for her teasing. Barely able to admit the reflection was his or whether he was going to die, Tyki was scared out of his wit. Death was Lord Tyki's worst enemy.
"I'm a monster, Rhode. I saw. A fucking monster." His voice cracked as he settled down upon his bed.
"A monster?" Rhode3 frowned, craning her head to the side with a questionable stare.
"Yes, a monster. I saw myself masked in black while darkness consumed me…." Tyki sighed, hanging his head. "I am dangerous to what I love and enjoy. I had that thought in my mind for a while now. Only now can I say that it's absolutely true. I saw the foreshadowing…"
"Tyki…" Rhode's frown deepened. "You are not a monster and how do you destroy everything you love?"
"You didn't see, did you?!" Tyki hissed at her. Venom dripped languidly from his words. His golden eyes flared at her. "I saw. I'm going to end up killing both of my sides! I am my own monster. My own death!"
"Stop saying such things!" Rhode cried out. She tackled him, straddling him on the bed. Her hands cupped his cheeks. "Stop…You aren't a monster…"
"But I am! I saw with my own eyes!" He growled, glaring up at her.
"Stop! Even if you are a monster, that doesn't mean anything! You didn't have to let yourself kill! I promise I will not let you do such a thing! Even if you end up destroying things that you love, you'll never lose something that loves you…" Rhode cried as her body trembled.
"What…?" Tyki's eyebrows rose.
"Me! You'll always have me…." She whispered.
