Sorry this is quite late for a Saturday night. I got quite busy.
I'm not entirely happy with this one but this is where my mind went. Once again, this chapter is quite angsty. I swear I'm not doing this on purpose.
Song is Burden by hania, who I greatly recommend you to check out on Youtube.
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Burden
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Softly stirring silence
Somewhere something's hurting deeply
In despair, unknown
When he had first been created, he knew nothing but suffering and hatred. He was the darkness from Ventus's heart, he didn't know of the light—until he felt it, a small heart giving the both of them a light. A warmth to share/ But that light had been eventually swallowed by his darkness and his pain.
There he lays—a burden to himself
A mountain of regret
Inside.
The Unversed caused him so much agony, when he made them and when they were destroyed. He'd watch Aqua from the shadows as she battled his Unversed. She was so good: a creature of light; what would she do if she knew that this caused him pain? He clenched his teeth as several floods came back to him. The pain left him immobile for a moment, this was the closest he'd ever show his weakness and the only person he would show it to. Even from deep within the shadows.
A small smile formed on his face as Aqua sent her Keyblade away. "Look at me," he'd try to say, "Look at what you're doing to me!" He didn't know if he meant the pain from the Unversed or by the way he was so enamored with her.
Softly stirring silence
Somehow someone's suicidal
Thoughts of no return
Before his Master gave him a purpose, he constantly thought of what would happen if he threw himself off a cliff or stabbed himself with his Void Gear. Would he die? Or would he simply return to Ventus? The purpose of the X-blade kept him from that but thoughts of Aqua would send him careening into a world of dreams and hopes and he knew he could never return to just hating everything. But it made him hate himself more.
So they're waiting for a sign
Hoping that their fears subside
Slowly steeping forward so all they do is just let go
In his dreams, she would smile at him and embrace him. The feeling of her warmth filled him with joy and disgust at the same time. And he'd either return the hug or let go of her completely.
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Softly falling silence
Nothing to hold onto quickly try to turn around
Silhouettes of life, they reach the ground
Aqua tried not to think of him when she all alone, when the silence would press in on her either in the dead of night or when deep in thought. He was like the darkness: smokey and difficult to hold onto. All images of him would slip through her fingers the moment she tried to study him closer. The she'd sigh and lay down, trying to keep images of two pairs of blue eyes alive in her mind's eye instead of a black mask.
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Safe and sound
The two of them would lay down in their separate worlds during the night and try to sleep; Aqua pretending she wasn't thinking about the enigmatic boy and Vanitas preparing himself for an onslaught of blue and warmth.
When did he become so... centered in her life? Were the last thoughts on her mind before sleep would overtake her.
When did she become such a burden? Were his last sneering thoughts.