I admired how wide the boy's already large eyes could grow wider yet. It amazed me how beautiful he looked with an utter appearance of shock and mental torment. Did he know now who I was? Or would he continue to block my image from his memory?
It has been far too long. That gentle thread where I cast my hand as I clung to the feathers of sanity was growing thin and was about to snap. Perhaps that is untrue... Had the string broke as I smeared Crawford's blood across the mirror, writing a note to Schuldig, thanking him for all he had done for me? Had it broke when I surpassed the point of Farfello's gentle mental bridge and made even him, the painless one, scream as I spoke calm words to him? The string was still attached...around my finger... Atropos of the three Moirae had yet to cut the thread of my life that would separate me from my controlled mind.
"Who are you really? What's your real name?" Omi asked my desperately, tears seeping out of the corners of his eyes.
I pulled him against my chest and pressed my dry lips to his salty tears, kissing them away. He closed his eyes with a blush taking place on his face and then opened them again, pushing me away from him. He looked up at me as though I had raped him, curling in on himself as he protected his body from my eyes and appearing as someone who had committed a cruelly sinful act might. Well, someone that cared that they had committed a cruelly sinful act, anyway.
"I am the person that killed Nagi of Schwarz, the one that killed all of Schwarz and Weiss so he could get to you, Omi," I answered, approaching him again though he only stepped away as I did so.
"Then I want nothing to do with you. Leave."
He made the mistake of trusting me enough to do as he said and turning his back to me. I had never seen anyone make such a moronic mistake before... Was I not his enemy? Though, I had admitted to him I loved him...and to myself that I hated him. Perhaps he trusted one that declared love enough not to cause him harm. It was not as though I required his back to attack him... Quite the opposite, actually. I was telekinetic, after all. To attack him would require little effort.
However, attacking him was not an action I wished to take. I wanted his innocence, not his corpse... I wanted his eternity, not his end.
"Only I could kill him," I whispered lowly, knowing it would make someone wish to listen.
Omi stopped walking but didn't turn his face to me. "Why is that?" Omi asked with his back to me and halfway through the door.
"I am Nagi. No one can destroy a person in a manner such as the self can."
Omi didn't move for a moment. He must have been taking that time to think of something, though about 5 seconds later he lifted his head and turned it to me, looking at me as though I were a revolting ghost.
"That person is dead and Weiss is still alive! Leave!"
He wouldn't accept...it was to be expected. I approached him and brushed my fingers through his hair where he remained where he was. I kissed his cheek, making him shiver. His skin was always so soft, angelic, beautiful...
"Don't I look the same? My eyes are still the same color, my hair hasn't changed, so tell me how can I not be that person?" I asked him softly.
"He...you..."
He shook his head and watched up at me with eyes that mirrored utter despair and lost. He couldn't accept I had killed them; it made sense, I suppose. Who would, if they had any, wish to accept the death of someone close? I wouldn't understand it... The closest person I had ever had to me had been Schuldig, but that was just sex, no emotion. Though, I never really have ever had emotions... I was just in the constant blank lull of apathy.
Notes: I wrote this in about 25 minutes or so... I was just procrastinating doing my english essay ^^;;; But I had so many shiny comments I couldn't help but write more *.* So yes! First of all, sorry if it's really weird because of the whole essay thing o.O;; Second...ummm...right, no second, just time to reply to comments I guess ^^;
Kasra-Whee, Omi figured it out...but is denying it o.O;;; And yes, there will be more because otherwise this is a really shitty ending o.O;;;
Joanna-thanks ^^;;; I just stopped there because of my little annoying friend science homework... yeah, I tend to stop in bad places because I realize procrastinating isn't such a great idea ^^;;; Oh well...
ChouKourin-glad you like it! I thought it was getting boring o.O;; It's basically dialogue, angst or insanity, dialogue, lil bit of movement, angst or insanity, dialogue... Yup, pretty sad o.O;;
Yuki-yay! He seems a bit more in character ^^;;; That's always good o.O;;; Fanfics are hard to write -_-;;; I like writing origi stories better, even if it does mean I have to put forth some plot thought... Characters are easier to deal with X3
Bombay-chan- I don't write well o.o;;; you're too nice ^^;; I'm happy you like it! It wouldn't be very good if you didn't like your gift fic o.O;;;;; Then I'd have to go write something else until you did like it *nod nod nod* Which would take a while...but be worth it in the end! I wanna read one of your fics ;_; Wonder if people can become fluent in german in a week... Eh, doubt it -_-;;; So bothersome! Hmm, I read siegfried in german ((part of my english homework but reading it in english gets boring ^^;;;; ))! Maybe send one anyway and we'll see what happens? ^^;;; Besides! You have excellent english *.*
Yes! Must go write essay! No more slacking! *marches off to write essay* Thank you all very much~
It has been far too long. That gentle thread where I cast my hand as I clung to the feathers of sanity was growing thin and was about to snap. Perhaps that is untrue... Had the string broke as I smeared Crawford's blood across the mirror, writing a note to Schuldig, thanking him for all he had done for me? Had it broke when I surpassed the point of Farfello's gentle mental bridge and made even him, the painless one, scream as I spoke calm words to him? The string was still attached...around my finger... Atropos of the three Moirae had yet to cut the thread of my life that would separate me from my controlled mind.
"Who are you really? What's your real name?" Omi asked my desperately, tears seeping out of the corners of his eyes.
I pulled him against my chest and pressed my dry lips to his salty tears, kissing them away. He closed his eyes with a blush taking place on his face and then opened them again, pushing me away from him. He looked up at me as though I had raped him, curling in on himself as he protected his body from my eyes and appearing as someone who had committed a cruelly sinful act might. Well, someone that cared that they had committed a cruelly sinful act, anyway.
"I am the person that killed Nagi of Schwarz, the one that killed all of Schwarz and Weiss so he could get to you, Omi," I answered, approaching him again though he only stepped away as I did so.
"Then I want nothing to do with you. Leave."
He made the mistake of trusting me enough to do as he said and turning his back to me. I had never seen anyone make such a moronic mistake before... Was I not his enemy? Though, I had admitted to him I loved him...and to myself that I hated him. Perhaps he trusted one that declared love enough not to cause him harm. It was not as though I required his back to attack him... Quite the opposite, actually. I was telekinetic, after all. To attack him would require little effort.
However, attacking him was not an action I wished to take. I wanted his innocence, not his corpse... I wanted his eternity, not his end.
"Only I could kill him," I whispered lowly, knowing it would make someone wish to listen.
Omi stopped walking but didn't turn his face to me. "Why is that?" Omi asked with his back to me and halfway through the door.
"I am Nagi. No one can destroy a person in a manner such as the self can."
Omi didn't move for a moment. He must have been taking that time to think of something, though about 5 seconds later he lifted his head and turned it to me, looking at me as though I were a revolting ghost.
"That person is dead and Weiss is still alive! Leave!"
He wouldn't accept...it was to be expected. I approached him and brushed my fingers through his hair where he remained where he was. I kissed his cheek, making him shiver. His skin was always so soft, angelic, beautiful...
"Don't I look the same? My eyes are still the same color, my hair hasn't changed, so tell me how can I not be that person?" I asked him softly.
"He...you..."
He shook his head and watched up at me with eyes that mirrored utter despair and lost. He couldn't accept I had killed them; it made sense, I suppose. Who would, if they had any, wish to accept the death of someone close? I wouldn't understand it... The closest person I had ever had to me had been Schuldig, but that was just sex, no emotion. Though, I never really have ever had emotions... I was just in the constant blank lull of apathy.
Notes: I wrote this in about 25 minutes or so... I was just procrastinating doing my english essay ^^;;; But I had so many shiny comments I couldn't help but write more *.* So yes! First of all, sorry if it's really weird because of the whole essay thing o.O;; Second...ummm...right, no second, just time to reply to comments I guess ^^;
Kasra-Whee, Omi figured it out...but is denying it o.O;;; And yes, there will be more because otherwise this is a really shitty ending o.O;;;
Joanna-thanks ^^;;; I just stopped there because of my little annoying friend science homework... yeah, I tend to stop in bad places because I realize procrastinating isn't such a great idea ^^;;; Oh well...
ChouKourin-glad you like it! I thought it was getting boring o.O;; It's basically dialogue, angst or insanity, dialogue, lil bit of movement, angst or insanity, dialogue... Yup, pretty sad o.O;;
Yuki-yay! He seems a bit more in character ^^;;; That's always good o.O;;; Fanfics are hard to write -_-;;; I like writing origi stories better, even if it does mean I have to put forth some plot thought... Characters are easier to deal with X3
Bombay-chan- I don't write well o.o;;; you're too nice ^^;; I'm happy you like it! It wouldn't be very good if you didn't like your gift fic o.O;;;;; Then I'd have to go write something else until you did like it *nod nod nod* Which would take a while...but be worth it in the end! I wanna read one of your fics ;_; Wonder if people can become fluent in german in a week... Eh, doubt it -_-;;; So bothersome! Hmm, I read siegfried in german ((part of my english homework but reading it in english gets boring ^^;;;; ))! Maybe send one anyway and we'll see what happens? ^^;;; Besides! You have excellent english *.*
Yes! Must go write essay! No more slacking! *marches off to write essay* Thank you all very much~