09.30 Clean
"Don't touch me."
"Fai …"
"Ashura-ou, I'm serious. Don't touch me."
"What's wrong, Fai?"
"Is this another bout of depression?"
"I'm not depressed."
A patient sigh. "Then what's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong."
"Then why did you just spend almost two hours in the shower?"
"Come on Fai, talk to me."
A faint rustle of clothing, the creak of springs as a new weight is added onto a mattress. "Tell me."
"… It's strange, Ashura-ou."
"What is?"
"No matter how long I stay in the shower, no matter how hard I scrub, the blood never goes away."
"There is no blood, Fai."
"The blood of all of those whose lives I ended … their blood is still all over me. The smell chokes me sometimes."
"There is no blood, Fai."
"Don't touch me, Ashura-ou. I'm not clean."
Written April 4, 2010
A/N - I rather like this one, as the idea of a truly broken Fai has always rather appealed to me (that makes me sound so mean, but I'm a true Fai fangirl at heart *squeee*)
A quick update on my other works - after a rather long break, I'm back, I'm writing again, but at the moment, I have nothing ready to be updated. My apologies for abandonning my stories so suddenly and without warning or reason, but "real life" is just overwhelming sometimes. On with the KuroFai ! Hyuu ~