Disclaimer: Kaine and all related chara are properties of
Yuki Kaori et.al.
This fanfic is written by Silver Wind. C&C, please?


a Kaine fanfiction:
Crimson Angel
by Silver Wind
lain@suiko.net
Ginga - http://suiko.net/lain/ | log - http://sanzo.pitas.com/


I visited Kaine today.
That idiot seemed so happy when he saw me. He said he had that
awful nightmare again. Oh, Kaine... such hell you've been
through. And I'm the only one who knows the whole story, ne?

For me, Kaine is an angel. Albeit a fallen one. He'd always
be this sparkling crimson color. Unique in the midst of
grey color of the world. He shines... yes, it might sound
corny, but he does shine. He pulls people towards him with
his voice, with his appearance. And although he acts like
the devil himself sometimes, it's just his way of covering
himself. He's lonely. That's why he envied his twin brother,
Shinogu, very much.

Ah hell, why am I so melancholy today?
You really should get out of that damn hospital soon, man. I
miss your antics. Yes, you bastard, I even miss that freaking
evil smirk of yours. Besides, who else could sing all my songs
perfectly, hmm?

Raichi and Sin miss you lots too. And don't worry, Sin's
over all those things happened to Maiko now. And he doesn't
blame you. Or at least, if he does, he doesn't show it.

I also miss being on stage, Kaine. Without you, Endorphines
just isn't. We've tried to look for other vocalists, you know?
But they just... aren't you. Hell, no one could ever be compared
to you.

You'd better get well soon. Or I'd probably break into your
room and carry you outside myself. We'd get another producer,
wouldn't we? And hopefully, saner than Oda too. Or we could
take care of ourselves instead. What do you say? I've got some
new songs for you, Kaine. I'd bring them when I visit you again.

There are lots of good new bands lately. Talented, with good
songs and performances. But none of 'em could surpass you.
Once you stand on stage again, they'd turn to look at you.
They'd worship you again.

Am I hoping too much, Kaine? You would get well, wouldn't you?
And we can try to kill each other again later.

I love you, you jerk. But if you mess my life again, I wouldn't
hesitate to kick your ass myself. You could stay with me. We
can try living together. Do you want it? But you bring any
women home and you're dead. You can sleep around all you want.
Just don't do it in my apartment, you hear?

Hey, this idea of living together is pretty convenient,
actually. And... and if you want, I could hug you through the
night when you have those nightmares.

Kaine, get well soon, okay? I want to see my crimson angel
smiling on stage... and in my life.

~ owari ~


Notes:
it's set after all the events happened on the tankoubon.
Maybe I'd try write one from Kaine's POV soon. He's not
as insane as everyone thinks, I bet.

Finished: 23 April 2001.