Lament
Intro: -Relient K, 'Be My Escape'- Ok-Wee… I couldn't find the right song… Sorry for the delay… (sweat drop) Kuro-Mou seems a little OOC…? You're probably right…
A/N: As said before, I'm trying new takes on the song role in song fics. In this one, I only included one segment of the song that I thought pertained to this fic and a couple lines from the very beginning of the song.
Song: Under Pressure – QUEEN featuring David Bowie
Once upon a time, there was a mermaid. Except, the mermaid was a merman. The merman was a ninja, so you could call him a mer-ninja.
The mer-ninja name was Kurogane and he was the most powerful mer-ninja ever. Kurogane served the single, princess mermaid. She was beautiful and intelligent. Although it was never exposed, the mer-ninja had concluded that he loved her.
He has a certain respect and devotion to his princess. It was an undying devotion. Thus, this type of devotion had to be more than devotion. That is why this had to be love. Because if it was not love, what else could it be?
-O-
Pressure – Pushing Down On Me
-O-
One day, the mermaid kingdom was attacked so the mer-ninja fought valantly against the perpetrators. Kurogane overcame them all. Gallons of blood diffused everywhere, soaking the kingdom in blood.
The maiden princess frowned. Things need to change. With quick thinking, she thought of a perfect, flawless, beautiful, magnificent plan.
-O-
Pressing Down On You – No Man Would Ask For
-O-
Kurogane, in shock, tried fleeing from the princess, He did not want to leave and the thought of doing so sickened him.
Eventually, the princess sent him far away to the realm of humans. He was sent with a curse and a mission.
-O-
Sat On A Fence But It Don't Work
-O-
He had never felt more dehydrated. There was no water about. For once, he was thankful for the lack of the world's most valuable resource. He could breathe air. As he looked down, he saw two powerful legs.
However, the mer-ninja's good fortune soon turned sour. In his sensitive ear he could hear a voice – a sharp, girly, squealing voice.
-O-
Keep Comin' Up With Love
-O-
"Is it a puppy? It looks like a puppy!" it cheered, coming closer by the second, "A very, very, very, very, very, very big puppy is sitting quietly! How cute!"
Crimson eyes widened as the right of his mouth twitched. In the process of trying to run away from the stranger, he was captured. The man took him home.
-O-
But It's So Slashed And Torn
-O-
"Can you talk?" the blonde asked, smiling brightly.
'Of course I can talk. Can you say something that's not stupid?' is what the mer-ninja wanted to say, but could not.
Looking down at the silverware, the mer-ninja attempted to use them. He – of course – failed miserably, having never seen anything like it at all in his life. Cyan eyes glittered, taking the time to shame the, 'big puppy,' to the maximum.
It was shameful, but…it wasn't all that bad. After all, he was now being had-fed. Indeed, it wasn't all that bad…
-O-
Why? – Why? – Why?
-O-
He was in love with his princess. Nothing was ever going to change that fact. However, every night – when the blonde would stand atop the balcony and sigh as if he was waiting for a lover – it irritated the mer-ninja.
He absolutely hated his master. What kind of idiot hand-fed and hand-bathed their oddly-regular-human-guy pet; would let the dog sleep in the same bed – would spend each and every minute of every day trying to gain their pet's love, affection, and trust with a smiling face? What kind of idiot would fake it all when he's waiting for someone else?
-O-
Insanity Laughs, Under Pressure We're Cracking
-O-
A total month passed. It was the third day of the second week. Kurogane grunted – dare I say, barked. Something was not right. His master's normally bright smiles were non-existent.
A dark stranger in a white carriage entered the scene.
-O-
Why Can't We Give Ourselves One More Chance?
-O-
"What in the bullocks is this?" the dark man asked, pointing in disgust at the mer-ninja.
The blonde shrugged. "He's my pet."
"I like the way you think," the first smirked, "but you'll have to get rid of it anyways."
The blonde sudden, tight grin sagged to a side. He looked at his pet in sorrow. "Can't I keep him? He's so-"
"So what? Are you in love with him? Has he said, 'oh I love you so much!' yet? Has he? Why doesn't he say anything? Is he too scared to speak – afraid he'll loose you?" the other man snarled. "Well he can loose the world. You belong to me – and me alone."
The blonde's head slowly moved over his shoulder. "He can't talk. I've tried talking to him. It's nothing like that…but I feel bad. Please, love?"
The dark man slapped the other in the face.
-O-
Why Can't We Give Love That One More Chance?
-O-
The blonde flinched – probably in pain. For the first time in his life, the mer-ninja wanted to kill someone for absolutely neither rhyme nor reason.
Seeing his pet's glare, the blonde escorted the mer-ninja out.
-O-
Why Can't We Give Love, Give Love, Give Love, Give Love, Give Love…
-O-
"Run to wherever you came from… Can you at least do that? If not for yourself…then for me…? If you don't go, you'll get hurt. Just like any master…I don't…I don't want to see you get hurt…"
The blonde smiled with a sigh. He never really expected anything at all – an answer, a declaration of love, a ticket out of this tangled mess. He kissed the man on the lips, running away to a man who would only abuse him.
-O-
'Cause Love's Such An Old-Fashioned Word
-O-
That night, the stray dog found himself where he started – washed up ashore. He wasn't quite sure what to do at this point.
A tan mermaid poked up from the water. Catching the mer-ninja's attention, he approaching her.
"You're almost there. Either you return to the sea, or you live here, without voice."
Raven hair shook from side-to-side. He had a dilemma to solve before he could return home – the place where he belonged..
"Then you must kill him."
A tan held out a dagger in palm.
-O-
And Love Dares You To Care For
-O-
When the sun goes down, darkness arises. With darkness comes rain and with rain comes sorrow. Sorrow only brings tears which bring more sorrow, starting an unbreakable spiral.
He had to wait a good hour or two until he was sure they were done making each other scream. All was quiet and still – time to make a move.
-O-
The People Who Live On The Edge Of The Night
-O-
It was easy slipping into the master room. He knew the floor-plan well. It was now or never and there was only one choice: now.
They were both sleeping in the same bed which presented a problem. He was a ninja, though. It would be alright.
Pulling the dagger up, he gulped. It was just too much to bear. This stranger who slapped his master and made his commander cry had the blonde sleeping where the pet slept. There was no way this man, who freely trounced about in arrogant luxury, was going to survive.
-O-
And Love Dares You To Change Our Way Of
-O-
"Are you going to kill him with that…?
"I suggest you don't. Otherwise, I'll have to kill you.
"Don't you understand? Can you at least try to?"
Kurogane nodded, but things had to end this way. If they didn't, he would end up hating himself for the rest of his life.
-O-
Caring About Ourselves
-O-
"Please don't. Please don't. Please…don't."
Unhearing and disobedient. As the dagger swiftly flung down, the blonde screamed. He rolled over, protecting the taller with his human-sacrificed shield. In an instant it was over.
His master's pale limbs silently draped over the sleeping man. He who had not even the slightest stir at such an event – he who had not the slightest guilt of abusing someone he loved dearly – this was the man who was worth his master's life. His back shook as his breathing slowed down.
"Don't…hate me. Please, don't…hate me."
"I never could, you're my pet. I love…I love…"
-O-
This Is Our Last Dance…
This Is Our Last Dance…
-O-
A small chuckle left the blonde's mouth. He breathed his last.
"I…never…got to tell you. You…idiot. You moron! You imbecile!"
Taking the dagger out, the mer-ninja ran – as far away as he could.
-O-
This is Ourselves…
-O-
"Take me back, damn it! I don't want to be here! I never did!"
"Don't you know? Once you learn, you can never forget."
"I don't…"
He put the dagger next to his wrist, shaking terribly.
"I don't want a world…where there isn't…that person who loves me…no matter what… A word without my master…doesn't exist. It won't exist!"
"True strength…you see?"
-O-
Under Pressure
-O-
The dagger fell into the water, spiraling down into an abyss.
He was no longer what he was. He was human now. He had been given a life he was willing to give up. Everything he had, he lost. The one person he truly served, the one he hated, and the only person who ever showed him what it was to love was gone…never to return.
Afterthoughts: It's official. I am the most shameless writer on this web-site. Sorry, folks. I cheesed it up, huh? I didn't do the actually LM-ending, but I did in its reverse role…(sweat drop) Sorry, that doesn't make sense…
