Notes: *giggles*

Music: Brokedown Palace

Pairings: Farefello x Ran

Warnings: Yaoi, implications of lemon, death

Disclaimer: Feh..mine? No! Nothing is fair!

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Wake Up

2

I bent, hovered over a sleeping form. His eyes fluttered beneath their cover of flesh. Such tender skin. I wanted to cut it. I wanted to see how long it took before it would break beneath my fingers.

"Omi..." My voice was barely a whisper, a touch of mirth to it. A large smile was upon my face and I could hear Farefello giggle by the window. I couldn't see him though. He stood cloaked in shadow. I wanted to be in that shadow with him. I wanted to be that shadow, licking his skin, holding him tight. He had made me pretty. I wanted Omi to see how pretty I was. "Omi..."

Omi's eyes snapped open and his face was but an inch from mine. I could see him struggle from screaming until he realized it was me. He stared at me in silence as I gazed upon him, smiling all the while. He couldn't see how pretty I was. It was too dark.

"Ran...What're you doing...?"

"I wanted you to see how pretty I am." I plucked his hands from where they rested on his covers. "Come on Omi, come see."

"What? What are you talking about?" He was resisting me. He didn't want to come with me. I was angry. Had Ken talked to Omi?

"Come with me Omi..." I giggled as I forced him up and pulled him to the door. Farefello remained in the shadows but I could see him come closer. Omi still didn't know we weren't alone in the room. I giggled again. "Don't you want to see?"

"Ran, I still don't-"

"You don't have to understand. Just come with me." I was gripping his wrists hard now and a frown was replacing my giggle. I could see that I was hurting him but I didn't care. He had to see how pretty Farefello had made me.

I opened the door and went pulled Omi out into the hallway with me. I made him face me and I giggled as he backed away in terror.

"What...what have you done...who are you?"

"Don't you think I'm pretty Omi?" He was inching back toward the door, no doubt going for that mundane weapon of his. It wouldn't work against me. I felt so powerful, nothing could hurt me.

"Oh but you are pretty, precious." Farefello was leaning against the doorframe, gazing at me, licking his knife. "It hurt God to rip your skin. To spill your blood. God wept tears of blood." Omi was backing away, towards the stairs.

"Omi, don't you think I'm pretty? Aren't you proud of me?"

"What happened to you? Where are Ken and Youji?" He was nearing the step. I didn't want him to fall. He hadn't told me how pretty I was yet.

"They're gone."

"Ran..." Omi looked upon me in horror. I didn't like it. He was supposed to be in awe of my beauty. "Ran...what have you done?"

His foot, trying to back away still found no hold upon the flood and he started to over balance, tilting backwards, a look of surprise on his face. I leaped forward, attempting to catch one of his wind milling hands but I found that I couldn't move. I didn't understand. I was falling. Why? I was trying to save Omi. He hadn't answered my question.

I glanced down and saw a rose stain growing upon my chest. I didn't understand that either. What was happening? I dimly recalled falling and tumbling and then rest. Finally I could rest. I was comfortable and I didn't care about anything. But then, I could hear a giggle and a drop of blood fell onto my cheek.

"I hurt God. He is weeping tears of blood."

Farefello...

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I was lying on the ground outside, by Ken. I wanted to move closer to him but I couldn't move. I was too cold. The ground was hard beneath my head but there was no discomfort. I was happy to be near Ken if I was a little cold. He wasn't looking at me. I liked that. I didn't want him to look at me.

I noticed the stars. How many there were. I wondered if I could count them.

One...two...three...

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