This is my attempt at tragedy. Depending on the word I'll trying to make tomorrow's one-shot/drabble a little happier and up-beat. Also with some actual Romance. I'll probably also do my usual writing style in the next one cus right now I have no confidence.
Turns out my beta is at a camp where there isn't wireless so unfortunately all of my stuff is gonna be un-beta-ed for awhile but I hope my grammar skills aren't too awful as to drive anyone away.
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just another pickle
Chelseaj500
Word of the Day for Monday, June 20, 2011
yarely \YAIR-lee\, adverb:
With quickness or agility.
Why won't it stop! Why wont the blood stop! Shinichi's going to die at this rate! Stop it, Kaito, or you'll lose your one chance at saving him.
If you start thinking about Shinichi's dying then you're going to lose it. If you start thinking of life without Shinichi, of coming home to an empty house, of never seeing that confident smirk he always gets when he solves a mystery, of never getting to kiss him or-
STOP IT!
Stop thinking like that! Shinichi's still alive! He's going to be fine!
Oh my God, Otou-san, help me! Help me find the strength I need, or help me find a way out of this mess, that might be a little more useful but really anything at this point will do! I know I need to keep my poker face, and that, if I don't, Snake will kill me leaving Shinichi to bleed out before anyone else can come, but it's so hard! I'm so scared!
I can't cry, I won't! Shinichi needs me, he needs me to be strong right now. Calm down, Kaito. You need to calm down. Take a deep breath, don't take your eyes off Snake, and figure out how you can get Shinichi and yourself out of this mess alive. That's right, look at that bastard Snake and look away from Shinichi, who's getting cold and who's gonna die in your arms unless you concentrate. Oh God. Okay, okay focus on Snake, focus, Kaito!
That bastard's smirking! He's fucking enjoying my pain as my lover bleeds to death in my arms! Calm down, calm down. Letting my anger take control is almost as bad as panicking; both will only cloud my mind and judgement.
Shit! I can't hear what that bastard's saying! I can't hear anything over this damn pulsing in my head - oh, that's my adrenalin - since that stuff tends to act up in situations where the guy who murdered your father is standing right in front of you, has already shot your lover, who, by the way, is currently bleeding to death in your arms, and the guy is, of course, smirking as he points a gun at your heart. Well, I guess sarcasm is at least better than anger.
This is like a scene from a movie -probably Disney- and Snake even has the right stupid, bushy mustache for the part. If this was a movie, I -being the hero and all- would find some clever way to take down Snake and then make it to the hospital just in time for the doctors to save Shinichi. I would fall asleep holding his hand as I wait for him to wake up after the successful surgery. Then, when I next open my eyes, Shinichi will be awake, watching me as he squeezes my hand, letting me know he's, no, we're alive and everything will be okay. Then we'll kiss and the credits will role. Happily ever freakin' after.
Right, well, despite how numb I'm starting to feel, this obviously isn't a movie. Snake is going to get bored soon, which means he's going to get a little trigger-happy. Bad, this is really bad. If only we weren't trapped on the ground. If only we weren't stuck between a brick wall and a madman with a loaded gun. If only I hadn't decided to throw a heist tonight. If only stupid, brave Shinichi hadn't thrown himself in front of that bullet to save me. If only I had died from the bullet, and Shinichi could've figured out how to get away without my dead weight. Of course, dead weight was the problem isn't it? I could get out of this if it was just me or if Shinichi could move it would be even riskier but still possible. But Shinichi CAN'T move, with the whole gunshot wound and all that.
Dammit... I know if Shinichi was conscious he'd tell me to get a grip, that looking at this situation logically I should leave him and escape so there would only be one corpse instead of two. He would already know how I would reply though, even though he'd be desperately hoping he was wrong. Since it's Shinichi though, being wrong is impossible, well at least that's how it feels most of the time.
I would, of course, tell him he's being ridiculous, that a gentlemen like myself would never abandon a damsel in distress just to save himself. Being my adorable Shinichi he would then call me an idiot as his face became scarlet -God, I want to see him blush like that again for me- and then growl at me that he's not a girl.
Why is Snake looking so alarmed? Shinichi and I are trapped and he's got a gun while I don't even have my trusty card gun on me. Did something just happen?
So much for not taking my eyes off of Snake, well I probably wouldn't have been able to dodge the bullet anyway. I know he just shot me so why do I still feel numb? Did Snake miss me? Nope, there's that red spot. I probably have only seconds left. Ah there goes my vision, everything's dark. It doesn't even hurt. I'm probably crumpled on the ground now. I wonder how pathetic I must look. I wonder what Shinichi would say if he could see me right now?
The only thing I can feel is Shinichi. His heart is still beating. Oh, sirens. So that's what made Snake panic. Someone must have seen us and called the police.
If the police, and possibly, hopefully -please, please, please- an ambulance are that close, then maybe, just maybe, Shinichi has a chance.
My hand won't be there when he wakes up, but at least he'll be okay, at least he'll be alive. The pulsing's gone, well the blood isn't exactly able to circulate anymore now is it? Ah, someone's running towards us, I can hear their footsteps.
Yarely, save Shin-
Hmmm, I call this failure #2. I guess I can't do pure first person based only on one person's thoughts. Oh well it was worth a try. Anyway please review and tell me if you also think this is a failure.
Oh I know it might seem weird when Kaito addresses himself as 'you' or by his name, but (and I don't know if it's the same for you) when I'm panicking or trying to give myself a pep talk I always address myself that way. Like I sometimes think 'You can do this!'. Also when I'm panicking I've found I usually repeat myself a lot, I think of 'If only's' and 'What if's', and tend to curse a lot more than usual.
Oh and it seems awkward but I think yarely is pretty much the same as quickly so since quickly would make sense in that last sentence I suppose yarely does too and it just seems weird cus it's a new word.
