Conflict of Interests
Drabble 26: Leaves
By: Kigen
Unofficially entitled Bedtime Stories of a Crimson Nightmare. Teen angst this time. It's HaoLyserg drabble time.
Disclaimer: No Hao seducing Lyserg. No Yoh healing Lyserg. No hot boy on boy smex action. Shaman King isn't mine.
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As children, and even as adults; people have admired leaves.
The why they grow in spring.
The way they unfurl and turn deep green in the summer sun.
The way they change brilliant colors in the fall.
The way they died and fell to the ground.
In many ways, that seemed to describe Lyserg to Hao.
The way he slowly budded during his time with Yoh.
The way he stood strong and proudly as he faced him.
The way his 'colors' slowly began to change as Hao seduced him. Twisting and conniving, as he took and warped Lyserg as far away from the fresh spring green he was, and changed him into a dark, brilliant red.
And how now, as the boy submitted to the fire shaman so many years older than him in spirit, so much stronger than him in every sense possible.
The little leaf, now dark, deep red, fell from it's place on the tree. Wilting, dying; falling down into the ground. Only to be lost and forgotten until it was buried by the thick, white, unforgiving snow and faded from existence.
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This is what spawns when my abuse muse tries to be creative.
Humor next time. HaoLysergYoh humor on the bus.
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Ja manna-san!