A Hundred of His Darkest Hours
" consider yourself on probation "
forty-six. Summer
The breeze was fresh, and the sun was bright as ever.
His suit felt sticky and tight against his skin.
Vanitas, as always, sat in the shadows, but chose to admire the summer day.
There was something different about summer. The birds were singing, and people were laughing.
The kids switched out their coats for sandals, and the girls switched their hats and scarves for shorts.
Everything was a little brighter, a little happier. And it disgusted Vanitas in ways he couldn't even explain.
"I hate summer." He muttered, wiping the sweat away from his forehead.
forty-seven. Christmas
"What a strange little world." Vanitas mused, his blade to Aqua's neck.
For the first time, Aqua had seen him without his mask. He looked normal, just like anyone else. The only thing that set him apart from others, were his eyes. They sent chills down Aqua's spine.
They were in a world filled with snow, jolly and cheer: Christmas Town.
Aqua grunted and tried to push the boy off of her, attempting to knee him in the stomach, but he blocked.
"Shh, shh. Don't fight." He smirked, pressing a finger to her lips and then pointed up. "Mistletoe."
And then, he stole a kiss.
Thanks for the reviews, everyone! I really appreciate it.
I really like this chapter. I feel kind of bad about showing Vanitas's true face to Aqua, but hey.. this is my story, after all. Hah.
I really loved Christmas. I wish I could draw! I would so draw that moment.. It would be adorable..
I feel bad for Aqua. She's like his little toy.