I'm sorry, but Tears of Blood is 100 complete and I won't ever add another chapter to it. End it with your imagination or suffer +evil grin+. However, I'm trying a new story, similar style as Tears of Blood for the heck of it (and because Tears of Blood was popular). This story has nothing to do with the last one. Absolutely nothing. Oh, and all that is talked about in this story are assumptions. If you haven't read any of my other stories and like this one, read them! Read them even if you didn't like this one because this really isn't my normal style.
Oh, and Kakei's Last Job is also complete.
The rough draft title for this was 'Waiting for Eternity'. Hopefully, this one matches the story better. Tell me what you think in your reviews (hint)!
SinKazahaya had been called pure, angelic, perfect. He had been compared to the sun, to light. These people who called him so knew nothing about him, for if they did, they'd know that this pure one was marred, that his angels would sometimes sleep, that nothing was perfect, that the sun had to set.
He had been young when he had discovered his powers, locked in his eternal hell with his single guardian angel, Kei. Born at the same time, they had always shared a link. But when he discovered his powers, he found this link strengthen into something he never wanted.
"We'll always be together…" was her taunting promise, the promise that kept him there, kept him chained.
He wanted to always be with her, so he decided that they would. He told her everything, his built up feelings. They were only 15, so young when they ran away. Such a young time for…
Kazahaya woke. He was falling unconscious for longer and longer amounts of time. He was loosing his life to the cold. No, it wasn't the cold that beat him so, it was the memories. His cold-numbed arms trembled as they weakly struggled to lift him upper body from the ground and he dragged himself just a little further.
"I will not die, not now," He said softly. He heard footfalls, but it could have easily been from his memories, returning once more, one final time to claim him. "No, I won't…die."
Kei had told him to wait there, wait for her to return. She didn't say why, it was a surprise. He waited, waited until those memories had come to take him away, waited for nearly a month, living off what he could find within reach of the bench Kei left him on. It had been so cold… But now, there was no more cold. There was warmth…light…
Kazahaya slowly opened his eyes and looked around. His confused eyes scanned the strange room, taking in the plain walls, the simple beds… The door opened and a tall, dark haired man entered. Kazahaya met his cold gaze, shivered, and looked away. His mouth opened and Kazahaya heard him say something softly under his breath.
"I'll tell Kakei you're awake." He turned and left as Kazahaya perked up.
"Kei…?" He muttered under his breath before falling back to sleep.
Kazahaya had waited so long, waited out an eternity of eternities for his twin. For his…
"Kazahaya!"
Kazahaya woke as Rikuo shoved the ringing alarm clock into his face.
Kazahaya snatched the clock from Rikuo and threw it at his head. "You could have given me a heart attack!" He snarled as Rikuo retreated down the stairs, his morning pestering done.
Kazahaya sat in bed, staring at the wall as his dream returned to him. He had preferred for such things to be buried, but they had a habit of returning. What else could he do? He sighed, thinking the signs as his punishment.
They had almost committed a sin. Who could forgive them? Loving your twin was like loving yourself. But even so, was it right?