Link could feel himself losing everything, his body, his mind, his throbbing heart.
It was as though somebody had stabbed him straight through the chest with a rusted blade no bigger than an arm's length.
He was clenching his teeth and his hand to his- bleeding- chest. He felt his breath leaving quick and tough...he was hyperventilating most likely.
It felt like he couldn't breath...he couldn't breath.
He was seeing spots beyond his vision and soon he realized that the horrific, unwanted figure of the Demon was so close to him he could rip those cruel eyes out. Rip those cruel eyes from seeing the scene that had and was previously taking place. To strangle that neck that dared to speak of the past event his eyes had seen as though it were merely a joke.
Link couldn't stand any of it and he could not breath either.
The man- thing- before him only continued to stare, watching him like an amusing toy that he could only play with.
He could hardly breathe, but he was able to make out the movement of the other's lips. And...the worried look upon his face. No, of course not. Never.
He could hardly breathe...
Ghirahim felt rather amused at the situation. The hero of time was cowering in fear...and a broken heart?!
How marvelous the sight simply was. Fabulous!
The entire thing was just too funny to deal with that he could imagine himself falling back and slapping his knees with spasms of laughter.
When the boy had leaped at him, hands at his neck, how easy it was to escape. Not a single drop of effort was even needed.
And the tears, oh the tears, they were too much.
The Demon could hardly consider the center of his amusement hardly cruel at all.
How splendid could it get now that the Sky child was losing his very mind.
His face was red with anger and hurt and fear and suffering and absolute realization that Ghirahim couldn't help the sick smile spreading across his cheeks. It had been a while since he truly smiled.
"How beautiful..." He found himself whispering.
The child hiccupped and more tears fell, rolling down his cheeks.
He had thought the boy was oblivious to all pain besides that within his heart, but just as the bleeding on his chest began, so did the crying and grinding of his teeth.
So, he wasn't completely unresponsive.
Ghirahim moved closer to the teen to see if he could get any reaction.
None.
He was so close he could hear every broken sob from deep within his throat. He could feel the heat radiating off from all the anger and pain.
Simply fantastic!
He was about to say something, so near to saying something, when he heard the choking and gasping from the other.
He was hardly breathing and all he could do was cry! The stupid boy, he would die without the Lord there.
"Sky child, stop getting so worked up. You're going to hyperventilate."
'Did he even hear me?'
"Hello?"
'Why won't he respond? Can all that he will do is cry?'
He was getting worried and even Ghirahim hated to admitting that emotion. "Boy, calm down. Breath slowly, will you?"
But, he wouldn't. All he could do was sit there, bleeding all over the sodding sheets and cry!
"Child, stop it. You're only going to hurt yourself."
Then, realizing there was nothing else to do, the Lord sighed, raised his hand, and smacked it hard against the boy's cheek.
A gasp escaped Link and by that time a red mark had begun to form from the sharp latex gloves.
The Demon sighed and let out a laugh. "You're hopeless."
Though he had been brought back from whatever insanity he had been cased within, the pain didn't seem to be over.
The Sky child merely sat there, shocked, but still with the never ending tears pouring over. His eyes never once looked at the Demon. Never swore at him for slapping his face. And never processed the good deed the Lord has passed on.
Ghirahim was very slightly worried.
Okay, finished this chapter and I've already started working on the next. Remember, reviews give me happiness so please leave some. Arigato!