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Zutto
By: L.G. Lena
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You are dying inside and because of that, I am dying inside as well. Its been weeks since you laughed, since you spoke in a voice full of emotion andnot a dead monotone. Your eyes are dull and lifeless now, and I can count your ribs. All of this, because of him.
From the moment I met you, I knew that I loved you. But you had eyes and love only for him. Nuriko. I acted like it didn't faze me, that I was only your friend. But deep down inside, I was being eaten away at by the fires of jealousy. Now though, I am devoured by guilt. When I saw him laying there in the snow, still as the stone he had just moved, I admit that even though I felt immense sadness, I also felt happiness. I was sure I could have you, now that he was dead.
But you grew so distant, so lifeless. I tried to console you, comfort you, put you only pushed me away like you did the others. No. Only Nuriko could save you now. Thus, I shall set you free so you may see him.
I am standing outside your door, a dagger gripped tightly in one hand as I knock with the other. I tear slips down my face when I hear your voice and I angrily brush it away. I slip inside your room, closing the door behind me, and notice the disorder of your room. Its just another sign of your depression. I spot you sitting in the windowsill, staring out into the night. Suzaku, you're beautiful.
Dull eyes turn to regard me, a glimmer of interest and worry flickering in their depths as you take in my own haggard appearance. I stand still and relaxed as you look me over, giving away nothing. You spot the dagger in my hand and for the first time in weeks, your eyes light up with some emotion.
Shock, wonder, and...something else. Slowly you look back up to my face and nod. Stiffly getting up, I wince to realize just how long you've probably been sitting there, I blink to see you are standing before me. Waiting.
I surprise you again by reaching out and yanking you to me. For the first time, and the last, I am able to hold you. Still holding you firmly to myself, I whisper the words I have wanted to speak to you for so long now.
"Aishiteru, Tasuki. Zutto."
I seal my mouth over yours before you can respond. As with the hug, this would be the first and last time I'd ever get to kiss you. I slip the dagger between your ribs, clutching you tightly as you jerk from the sudden pain.
I pull away from you, coppery blood both our lips as a thin stream runs from the corner of your mouth, the crimson liquid filling the lung I punctuared. YOur breathing is labored and erratic, but still...still you smile at me.
"Ari...Arigatou...Chiri. Wo...ai...ni. Zutto." You gasp out.
Tears are streaming freely from my eyes as I catch you, your legs to weak to hold you up any longer. With one arm wrapped around you, I pull the dagger from your side and slam it into my own with my other hand. The pain is intense and takes me by surprise, a gasp of pain escaping from my lips. I will follow you into death, forever. I collapse beside you to the hard ground, chest heaving for air. As I draw in my last breath, the others burst in. Miaka screams for Mitsukake when she sees us, but I know its too late. You are already dead and I am joining you in that black oblivion even now.
"Farewell...my friends." I whisper, releasing my hold on life. I know you and Nuriko are waiting for me and I will see you soon now. But first, I must see Hikou and Kouran.
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~It's so SAD!!! Anywho, this is a little fanfic I've been wanting to write for a long time. Please R&R on it and tell me how I did. Thanks everyone! ~L.G. Lena
Zutto
By: L.G. Lena
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You are dying inside and because of that, I am dying inside as well. Its been weeks since you laughed, since you spoke in a voice full of emotion andnot a dead monotone. Your eyes are dull and lifeless now, and I can count your ribs. All of this, because of him.
From the moment I met you, I knew that I loved you. But you had eyes and love only for him. Nuriko. I acted like it didn't faze me, that I was only your friend. But deep down inside, I was being eaten away at by the fires of jealousy. Now though, I am devoured by guilt. When I saw him laying there in the snow, still as the stone he had just moved, I admit that even though I felt immense sadness, I also felt happiness. I was sure I could have you, now that he was dead.
But you grew so distant, so lifeless. I tried to console you, comfort you, put you only pushed me away like you did the others. No. Only Nuriko could save you now. Thus, I shall set you free so you may see him.
I am standing outside your door, a dagger gripped tightly in one hand as I knock with the other. I tear slips down my face when I hear your voice and I angrily brush it away. I slip inside your room, closing the door behind me, and notice the disorder of your room. Its just another sign of your depression. I spot you sitting in the windowsill, staring out into the night. Suzaku, you're beautiful.
Dull eyes turn to regard me, a glimmer of interest and worry flickering in their depths as you take in my own haggard appearance. I stand still and relaxed as you look me over, giving away nothing. You spot the dagger in my hand and for the first time in weeks, your eyes light up with some emotion.
Shock, wonder, and...something else. Slowly you look back up to my face and nod. Stiffly getting up, I wince to realize just how long you've probably been sitting there, I blink to see you are standing before me. Waiting.
I surprise you again by reaching out and yanking you to me. For the first time, and the last, I am able to hold you. Still holding you firmly to myself, I whisper the words I have wanted to speak to you for so long now.
"Aishiteru, Tasuki. Zutto."
I seal my mouth over yours before you can respond. As with the hug, this would be the first and last time I'd ever get to kiss you. I slip the dagger between your ribs, clutching you tightly as you jerk from the sudden pain.
I pull away from you, coppery blood both our lips as a thin stream runs from the corner of your mouth, the crimson liquid filling the lung I punctuared. YOur breathing is labored and erratic, but still...still you smile at me.
"Ari...Arigatou...Chiri. Wo...ai...ni. Zutto." You gasp out.
Tears are streaming freely from my eyes as I catch you, your legs to weak to hold you up any longer. With one arm wrapped around you, I pull the dagger from your side and slam it into my own with my other hand. The pain is intense and takes me by surprise, a gasp of pain escaping from my lips. I will follow you into death, forever. I collapse beside you to the hard ground, chest heaving for air. As I draw in my last breath, the others burst in. Miaka screams for Mitsukake when she sees us, but I know its too late. You are already dead and I am joining you in that black oblivion even now.
"Farewell...my friends." I whisper, releasing my hold on life. I know you and Nuriko are waiting for me and I will see you soon now. But first, I must see Hikou and Kouran.
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~It's so SAD!!! Anywho, this is a little fanfic I've been wanting to write for a long time. Please R&R on it and tell me how I did. Thanks everyone! ~L.G. Lena
