The Color of Blood

Disclaimer: I do not own DNAngel in any form or fashion.

Rating: T

Warning: yaoi

Summary: Krad paints a picture of Satoshi, and is very angry at remembering Daisuke turning down Satoshi's confession of love.


I shall paint a picture, Satoshi-sama

It shall be a token of my devotion to you

Forever immortalizing your presence

I shall be my secret, and mine alone

And it shall be a prize the Niwas can never win

-...-

I start the background with a dark blue

Beginning my art with strokes of your soul

Blue for you cold detachment

Your spirit the color of hate and sadness

And for rejection, yours and mine

...-

Next from my brush is the color black

Painting the strokes of your body clear and hard

Suggestive of how only your body is bound to reality

With you body done, I paint on shackles

So no one forgets that you belong to me

...-

Then I apply white to my canvas

Painting your skin milk white

Then creating our precious wings

The wings the symbol of our family

The white laying bare your innocent soul

...-

My last color I've come to despise

Because it reminds you of a love that's not for me

But, remember, blood is red, and blood is pain

So I sadly paint your loneliness and pain as blood

So, finished, you are now The Boy Forgotten

-...-

But, my mission is not finished

As I will bring Dark down from the skies

So will I make the Wing Master suffer for what he did

He shall call out your name in the end

When his blood will flow down my fingers


Erm, yeah this is weird. But Krad is always weird- of course, in a sexy sort of way. Please review, because this is only the second poem I've ever wrote, and I'd like to know how I'm doing.