Title:
Split
Author:
hostilecrayon
Character:
Akito/Agito (No… not like that…)
Rating:
G
Warnings:
GEN FIC!
Disclaimer:
You have NO IDEA how much I wish I owned a cute little bishi with a
split personality. Seriously.
Notes:
…Don't eat me… I swore I wouldn't write Air Gear. Especially
not until it's finished. But… it's just a little piece! Just a
tiny one! That's all! WHAT'S THAT OVER THERE! Runs away
Split
Who am I?
It's such a deceptively simple question. I am Akito. But that is not all that I am. It is merely one half of the equation.
He is the other half.
Agito, the blood thirsty murderer that comes out with a simple switch of an eye patch. He represents everything I would never want to be. Yet, he is me.
I'm not delusional enough to think that perhaps he truly is another person. We are one and the same. We are two halves that I, in my fearful moment, split apart.
Now I represent everything good, and Agito… he is the extreme me.
I do not like the choices he makes. He scares me. He wants to hurt all that I love. We fight for dominance and I feel like he's winning more and more often.
I am afraid.
Afraid that one day, he'll take over and I, the sweet natured Akito, will cease to exist.