Instability and Hypocrisy and Murder
fluorescentpinkfairies
Rated: K+
Warnings: Somewhat disturbing... Is that a valid warning?
Spoilers: Chapter Black Saga (right after the Dark Tournament); anime episodes 70 (or so) and on.
Disclaimer: This authoress does not own Shinobu Sensui, nor does she own Holden or Catcher in the Rye or any of this other crap.
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There is nothing wrong with me.
I swear, there isn't.
I'm just a little… unstable.
That's what I'm told, anyway.
I'm not sure if it's true. Maybe they think that I'm unstable because I want all humans to die.
Whatever.
There is nothing wrong with having fantasies, is there? People drift off into their ideal world all the time—during work, on dates, in the park, walking, driving… Just because my fantasy world is different from yours and a whole lot… quieter, I suppose… is that any reason to tell me I'm unstable?
I'm going to die, anyway.
Perhaps even before that final, climactic song begins… Perhaps it will be due to this incurable disease I've been diagnosed with… Perhaps…
I don't understand myself.
Really, I don't.
There's nothing wrong with being confused, is there?
Of course not.
There's nothing wrong with wanting everything to die, is there?
Of course not.
People think of suicide every day. There's nothing wrong with that, is there?
Of course not. In some cultures, suicide is even smiled upon. Martyrs for a cause, they are thought of as saints, gods…
I'm not trying to be a martyr. I just want the world to be pure. There's nothing wrong with that, is there?
Of course not.
I read an American book called The Catcher in the Rye once. It's by J.D. Salinger. The main character… he's like me, in a way. He hates phonies just as I hate the humans, and we are both hypocrites. Once you look beyond the surface, or even at the surface, we are what we hate.
I am a human. Holden is a phony.
And we both want to eradicate what we are off of the face of the earth.
It shows how hypocritical the human race can be.
We deserve this murder.
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Author's Space:
Don't blame me. Blame my cousin, rogueicephoenix. She's been trying to spur my imagination onward. Blame my Freshman Composition teacher for making us read Catcher. Blame rogueicephoenix again because she bought me the Good Charlotte CD.
Or blame me because I listen to them.
Though I'm rather surprised how well Murder fit in.
You know the drill if you've read any of my other fics (which I doubt you have).
If you want to put this on your C2, inform me first. I like to know where my fics are located.
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That is all.
(Note: This was once a songfic, but it was changed on 6/29/05 to comply with FanFiction(dot)net rules.