Slipping into Oblivion
By: Aisaki Sumi
It is grabbing onto my hand, my arms, my legs, pulling me toward different directions, as an attempt to tear me apart. The darkness surrounds me, taking me into its cold embrace while grinning sadistically. It wants to break me, watch me suffer, drown in my own pain and tears that are mixed with silky red liquid.
Don't let it take me. I don't want to go.
Every bit of my memory is fading away, into the pitch blackness. Mom, Seimei, Yuiko, sensei…everyone is leaving, disappearing into vacant of nothingness. Don't let it take away my precious memories. Please… All the photographs, it's ripping them into thousands of tiny pieces. My eyes widen with horror. My memories…the only thing I can take with me when I leave. They are all gone now.
I'm alone.
I can't see anything. It's too dark. There is no light. I look around, and all I see, are identical shade of black. Like the beautiful icy black satin, it wraps itself around my small body. I feel its cold smoothness sliding pass my exposed flesh, feather-light touches, leaving invisible trials of forever apathy and promises of ceaseless suffering.
My legs are gone, and so are my arms, the abdominal part of my body is disappearing, slowly. And then it will be my chest, along with my soundlessly pounding heart.
Don't let it take me, Soubi, you're the only one I can count on right now.
Don't let me…slip into the eternal darkness, oblivion.
Save me Soubi. Save me. I don't want to go.
Take my hand into yours. Hold it tight. Don't let me slip into oblivion.
My heart stops pounding, the last part of my helpless visage vanished.
I see you at the door, panting breathlessly. Your amethyst orbs reflecting nothing but sorrow and remorse, they lost their usual shine. Crystalline droplets slide down your cheeks as your eyes settle upon the ghostly pale face of the fragile boy, who is now lying peacefully on the bed. Not breathing. He has drifted into an eternal sleep.
You're too late.
A/N: Angst. I love it, because it is beautiful. A drabble written in Ritsuka's point of view. I have no idea why I wrote it, so won't comment too much on the writing. (Excuse the bad grammar, spelling mistakes and typos)