Title: Stains
Rating: G/K
Character: Seifer
Summary: A simple autobiography of his life.
Notes: Done for the themes of "blood" and "gunpowder" over at the Fated Children LiveJournal community. I think this is the first one that is actually around drabble length - only 157 words (a typical drabble is only one-hundred words, according to the dictionary definition, but I'm bending the rules a little with these drabbles).


There's a specific air to him that just sticks out and clings to you even though you don't know who he is, when you pass him by in the crowded streets of some nameless city. It's hard to put your finger on it, what that atmosphere is, but its striking, and you keep it with you as he walks away into the crowd and vanishes from view.

He smells like an overpowering, metallic blend of blood and gunpowder, and although he'll tell you that he doesn't notice it, it's obvious that he does. But he makes no effort to try to get rid of it, because it's who he is and it's all of his past rolled into one simple sensation, something that he knows will never change and will be free of the lies that wordy explanations contain.

He says that it's the only autobiography of his life that he'll ever need.