Serenity: Oi, Minna-san. I'M ALIVE! Sadly, I'm not updating 'My Otouto', but creating a side fic. Gomen. Yoh killing Hao, in Yoh's POV.
Disclaimer: If I owned SK, that Hao wouldn't be dead.
Though tenderest roses were round you,
The soul of the pitiless place
What pitiless magic has bond you-
Ah! Woe for the loss of your face,
And loss of your laugh and its lightness–
Ah! Woe for your wings and your head–
Ah! Woe for your eyes and their brightness–
Ah! Woe for your slippers of red
– W.B. Yeats
I can't believe I killed him. I can't believe I killed my own brother.
I can't sleep at night anymore. I really can't. If I close my eyes, I see images of Him: dying, bleeding, cursing me in his last moments.
How could I have done that?
Nowadays, everybody looks at me with just a little more concern in their eyes. Anna always asks if I'm alright, and Ren just asks if I need a good beating. (He would!). Even Faust, in all his insanity, seems to be worried.
My friends.
I just laugh it all off and say it's nothing.
But it is something.
I killed my brother, how am I supposed to feel? Happy? Angry? Sad? Overjoyed now that he is dead?
I should hope not.
It just leaves me feeling emptier.