An/ I did not create this story, my best friend Aiden did. She asked me to post it for her, because the kid is too lazy to make her own account. Blood, Music and Hate. That's all we need to live in this place, where fear, hate and war should only be. Thanks and happy reading! Eli.
Sanity
(Chapter 7)
Takumi silently and carefully placed the body on top of all the firewood. He had tended to her wounds and tried to fix her up as much as possible. All the cuts on her face were stitched and covered in make up. The message of regret on her arm was covered up as well. They had brushed her hair and cleaned up her clothes. She now looked as if nothing had ever happened, nothing.
Yutaka sat quietly in a corner, watching her with both curiosity and anger for having left them here, alone. Neither of them had love for anything, except music. They couldn't die in any form. If one of them ate the other, how would the other die? They were left to roam the sad and sick earth alone.
Takumi positioned the body to look frail but normal and the lips into a smile. She would have liked that touch. Takumi felt guilty about simply burning Aiden's body. He had been their leader and helped them through so much. He had deserved a better burial, but there was nothing he could do about it now. He took a match out of his pocket and blew on it. The gust of wind was so sharp it set the match on fire. The flames lit up in a golden yellow, then they slowly turned a reddish purple. Takumi turned to look at Hitomi's eyes. "Like a bloody sea of violets," he whispered to himself.
He held one last tear in and turned his back on the body. As he walked toward Yutaka, he threw the match and he heard it hit the body, and then set it aflame. Takumi hugged Yutaka with so many tears restrained that it was hard to breathe and see. Yutaka managed to sob, but in a moderate amount. They both sat together in a corner and stayed there all night until the fire ran out.
By the time the fire had burned off, not even the ashes were left. Takumi got up and buried the firewood, now black in soot. When he was done, he cleaned himself up and motioned to Yutaka to follow him away.
They had been in a large forest with many pine and cedar trees all around them. The sky was in a new moon. Ribbons of darkness were starting to unroll. They held each other by the hand and stood there several minutes. They both looked at the moon together. And they both had the same thought: was there any sanity left in this world? People go about daily, disguising themselves as something they are not to fool you into becoming their friends. They act like they can save you. No one can save you. Nothing can.
It takes a lot of intelligence and understanding to see through people's fake figures. There are a lot of fallen people out there who take a free ride through life by forging a ticket. The ride almost always crashes. It's impossible to smile when you're called a hypocrite, because you are one. When you pretend to be happy and are really burning on the inside, just set out the fire by being who you are. Even if you end up alone, at least you won't hate yourself in the end.
"Don't dry your tears with fakes or fears 'because you will hate yourself in the end." Takumi smiled as he said it. Akeboshi understood. He just hoped the rest of the world would too.
An/ Sad, I haven't gotten a review since chapter 2...oh well, anyways! Thank you those who took the time and read it. Please review!