Sannan & Heisuke
Nothing around here; just a dark and ugly night covered by grey clouds; no light glowing from the sky; red could be seen, red could be felt and red could be lost; no light helped it; just dilated eyes used to this dreadful sight could see it; red and blood on every single thing; red and blood thanks to this ugly war. Yes, thanks to, not because of; hey, it was war, what did you expect? Flowers and happy sunny day? No, it was composed of hellish oranges flames burning and killing the world; brave or idiotic soldiers following orders, following a road they never understood; weapons, guns, swords, cannon; aiming and destroying these poor lands who never asked for anything; and then, monsters, sparkling and dreadful red eyes breaking their minds, showing white hair, dull, yet, alive; almost.
He died, he fought, he tried, he did his best; and so, he fell, exhausted, crying, and dying in someone's arms. The young man recognized the man who caught his desperate fall; cold skin, strange presence and yet reassuring; he knew the person who was going to behold his last moments, his last seconds in this lost world. The soldier closed his eyes, slowly feeling his internal body disintegrating, piece by piece, each muscles using their last strength before the final moment; aging and enduring the consequences of his madness. Yes, he had red eyes, white hair but he wanted to believe that his heart was still here, beating in the most human way it could; getting slower and slower as the man was dying.
"Was I of some help in the end?"
Last words, last thoughts, he truly wanted someone to hear his last sound. He knew it; the man with him was listening, certainly watching him with a concerned face, saying nothing but reinforcing the strength of his cold arms. The dying man could guess it; his friend was going to die too; they would die together as monsters that did their best to follow the road they tried to draw. Yet, he still stayed strong, not falling, waiting for the young brother to die first, far for the noise of war, far from the bloody ground, far from this mad world waiting for its end.
"Yes Toudou-kun."
That was his sole answer as his friend smiled for a last time, a real smile the he couldn't see but feel as the body transformed into ashes; simple ashes which were going to fly with the strong wind, like a part of nature; they disappeared from the human's society but their mark could still join the silent world of Earth. The last man smiled too, staring at his friend's swords on the ground and putting them next to a safe tree, joining his weapon next too and finally accepting his body dying, fading into ashes too, following his friend road of death, forgiving to the world all its sins.
Hi there ! I hope you liked it even if this drabble is quite short ^^' It was inspired by an art on tumblr.