Hello everyone!
Also, my reason to change the name to "Stars of the day" is to declare the couple in the fic! So the stars of today are Benio and Kamui *drumrolls*
Again, I'm sorry I haven't updated my multi chapter fanfiction because I just... WRITER'S BLOCK. So, I wrote this tiny one shot while heading home in a train and so I thought I'd out it out there! Thank you for reading and I'm looking forward to your comments. I love y'all!
Just a note, I'm continuing this, and it'll have all Sousei couples, some canon and some not. Enjoy!
Human Behavior ( Benio x Kamui)
He loved toying with them.
Human behavior, as he understood it, was a complicated mixture of emotions, that were already enough of a pain on their own to deal with, not to mention inexplicably worthless.
They laughed, cried, smiled, tasted defeat, stood up, fought again and - when he wasn't the enemy - they triumphed.
But what he found most troubling was the way they masked all of these feelings, as if pulling a curtain over their face, the person they were known to be: just an illusion.
As much as it confused him, it seemed like a rather usual way of life for those in the universe parallel to his, the brighter of them both.
When in dire situations, they would rat out their loved ones or outright disown them.
Why keep any in the first place, if they would mean be dead weight in the end?
What joy could be experienced by hiding yourself, playing that "perfect" being, if one day all the façade would be revealed, making you die a loser?
But, you would wonder - and rightfully so - what could have given rise to these deep thoughts that he sat analyzing?
One very specific human.
The amber eyed boy sat under the crimson sky, the rocky terrain, his hadn't never enjoyed the strange hue of red that spanned for endless miles above him, always reminding him that he was born into the dark.
You come alone and you leave alone, he had always believed, dependance would result in betrayal.
And since his birth, he had enjoyed torturing humans, their cries: the fuel to his very existence.
In times of pain, no one shall come to help, he knew and he wouldn't either.
Then why was it that he had to clench his fists till they bled and dig his toes into the Earth to keep himself from rushing to her aid?
He could feel her spirit flicker, she was in conflict with herself and her mind,in turmoil.
But what had he got to do with any of it?
He had seen her for the first time when she was a child, the memory only returning after another encounter 6 years after he had murdered her parents.
That lead him to another revelation: Humans can keep grudges for a very long time.
Was he a haunting memory to her, or just an enemy she had to destroy? Did she see him in her sleep and wake up screaming, her skin crawling in fear?
As the pressure of her spirit got closer and closer, he could feel it begin to diminish, as if she had begun to give up on her own powers.
How could he allow that?
She had sworn that with the fangs he had gifted her, she would come one day to destroy him, to annihilate every alive cell that held his name, such was her hatred.
And now, he begun to realise, that he had been living off that hatred for two years of his life and a small part of him had wished for her to come to him, for her to call him out, so much so that he wanted to break the wall between their two worlds.
He hoisted himself off the rock, feeling the change in his environment as the maggots raced in to feast on the meal they had earned.
The human emotions that he hated, the ones he called ridiculous and unrequired were the very emotions he could feel flowing through his body as he watched the girl before him cry in pain, appearing scared for her life.
His instincts kicked in, pushing his bare hand in the impurity before him which cried out, making it disappear before any harm was done to her.
Why, he asked himself, why were his instincts asking him to save her?
"You..." he hissed, looking down at the girl who's tear stained face contorted into one filled with shock, trembling under his murderous gaze.
"Why have you gotten weaker?"
He prided himself over her, everytime she triumphed in a battle, the ghost of a smile would flash across his face, which he would be quick to conceal.
Conceal.
It was human behavior.
Why?
"K-Kamui..." she whispered through her broken voice, her lips quivering in fear. A part of him basked in the pleasure of having her before him, her eyes begging for his support.
How much more obvious could these feelings get?
I shall tear the whole universe apart, piece by piece, he thought to himself as he watched the dark haired woman in silence, the only break being her sobs.
If it would mean that by doing this, I would have you by my side.
If it meant you would be mine.