That's right, I'm back from writers block! Temporarily at least...
Smile
By Zanzou Youko
Warnings: Dark, Yaoi, Non-con, semi-depressed author...
Smile for the camera, kid.
And so he did. Not just for the camera, but for everyone. They couldn't tell. A smile was a smile, after all. Didn't matter if the eyes had shadows. Didn't matter that it was all a lie.
Smile for the camera, kid.
"Smile for me bishonen." "Smile for me Omi-kun!" Smile for me, smile for me. That's all they ever asked. Everything else they just took. They didn't say "Bleed for me Bombay." or "Sell your body for the team, kid." Didn't matter though. I always did what they didn't say. They didn't have to ask. If they did ask, they wouldn't mean it. You can't ask about things like that. You can only take.
Smile for the camera, kid.
Smile for the girls at the shop. They didn't know any better. The smiles for them were almost sincere. Smile for my teammates, as we cut down the lives of others, only assuming that what we were told about them were true. They didn't deserve smiles. They just expected them. Smile for our enemies. They could kill us if they wanted. But they don't. They're amusing that way. They smiles for them almost turn to laughter every time they let us go free.
Smile for the camera, kid.
Smile for the bad ones, who would never know exactly what they took that night. Not just my virginity. My future as a respectable member on the right side of the law. My past as a human being. Smile for Persia. Who taught me everything I know. Everything. Not just about weapons. Not just about computers. He taught me things about how the world works. About people. About how if you smile just right, and waited for a while,-- made them trust you-- they would do anything you wanted them to. Steal. Torture. Rape. Kill. And if you were really good, he said to me once, you won't even have to kill them in the end. That they would be yours. And would stay that way... they just wouldn't know that you owned them.
Smile for the camera, kid.
Smile as I go out on missions they others will never know about. They wouldn't be able to deal with it if they knew that their little Omittchi was one of Krikkiter's top agents in undercover work. Not a normal undercover worker, even. A slut, who would sell his body in order to get access to information no one but an insider could get.
Smile for the camera, kid.
Smile, because I know that I'll out last them all.
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Wow. That was... weird. I have NO clue where that came from. But I am thinking of turning it into a series... I must be crazy... C&C? Onegai?
