Goodbye
Disclaimer: Hmph, it's not like I own anything else. -_-
Author's Notes: Lyserg X Hao. Boy X Boy so if you don't like, don't go
commenting me on how stupidly gay I am. -_- I'll just flame you back. On the
other hand, you can flame me, but I would rather prefer constructive criticism.
VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY OOC. XD
'' = thinking
"" = talking
He stared at the ocean cerulean water. The curving flows, it was
rather calm, they were wavy. There was no wind, just a calm breeze, he could
feel it blowing gently against his skin. But to him, this felt like a chilly and
frigid cyclone. He hated seeing them, he was not a one to despise and
disdain life like this, he just did so, a little, but not that much. It
was still as clear as ever, the memories that's been haunting him. How he was hated
back. He hated reminiscing these moments, he absolutely hated it.
*~Flashback~*
"We are going to break up," Marco announced nonchalantly, his gaze contemptuous
at a green-haired boy. He paused at Lyserg's very ill-looking face, then went on
recklessly, "she has left, Jeanne-sama. She has left for France. We need
not to continue this pointless organization. After-all, Hao has been vanquished,
good bye," then he simply paced out, his large silhouette accompanying him,
fading away.
"But... But... SHE COULDN'T HAVE!!!" the dowser shouted, almost
indignant to simply throw his pendulum at the abhorrent man that has abandoned
them all. But instead of the reactions he anticipated them to have, the
miserably forlorn faces. Unfortunately, they didn't, they simply shrugged and
left him there, alone, vulnerable.
He sat there, with his head buried in his face, lifeless, shocked, sad, and many
other emotions, he simply sat and one with a meticulous hearing could hear the
small and faint weeps. They would have thought him trivial and unimportant too,
afterall, he was just him. They wouldn't have cared at all, he thought.
So, he went on like that, with a concealed face, and ultimately decided for the
best, "I'm going to leave Tokyo."
*~Flashback End~*
More staring, more silence, he wondered if it was peaceful serenity or
reticent quietness. More ocean waves. The monotonous things repeated theirselves,
and he could see the happy faces of lovers by him. Their glad faces looking and
expecting the ship to arrive, so soon. Some acts of affection here and there,
some kisses. But he couldn't hide the pain. A teardrop streaked down.
"Leaving?"
He turned around, only to find the face of one identical to that of the
laid-back and lazy one, the typical brown hair, but another style. A mantle hang
loosely around the brunette's body, but he could somehow see it, he had the
feeling that the brunette was leaving for the same reason.
"Hao?" he whispered, the wind made his hair sway again, and he stroked
them away.
'Kisama,' he emphasized the word, and recited the word for several times in his
mind again. You killed my parents, now what are you doing now?
"I can see right through you. Lost your puny useless friends?" the
brunette said, and Lyserg could feel a spasm of pain smacking him. "you
really need to learn, Lyserg, to not cry over people -Shaman and human-
like them,"
"You...you d...don't have feelings. You killed many people, including my
parents. You don't know how it feels," the green-haired boy stuttered,
"you only say that, because you're a monster."
"I am a monster, but I can't confess to your first statement. It's
only because I've been hurt so much that I do these things. It's called revenge,"
"But at the same time, it's absurd. What I did, killing, I feel sorry for
myself. I pity myself. And this only increases their hatred for me," the
brunette stated.
"I have the power to love, just like you do, but I take precautions."
"You can't control love, you can't manipulate it. You can't take
precautions. It just twists itself as it is," the dowser said, somehow, he
felt rather safe, he somehow knew that Hao Asakura was not going to hurt him, it
just came naturally.
"Rather correct-"
"Oh, there is your ship... Goodbye."
"Arigatou," Lyserg mumbled, as he shuffled fastly away, sneaking a
last look at Tokyo.
"Ahh, child, you don't know, that I have fallen in love with you?" he
whispered, as he observed the now-shadowy figure walk away. And the last thing
he did before leaving was wiping a teardrop away.
IT SUCKED!!! Sorry... ;-; Do you want me to do a sequel? XD I know
this isn't a fluff, not really. XD But... well, I dunno.