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ebyruTitle: Subtle 4 - Final blow
Author: me, as always.
Rating: R, angst yes. death yes. But I think it's more disturbing than the others.
Pairing: N/A
Summary: Maybe I should send him to an asylum. LoL.
Disclaimer: I don't know them, I don't own them. I hope Nino isn't mad at me. xD
Notes: This is finally the end. If you guys like this style, maybe I'll write more 'horror'.
Subtle 4 - Final blow
I really did it. I ended the lives of three people. Three wonderful, happy, smiling people. They were intelligent, beautiful, caring, known. That was the worst, they were known. There's no way this wasn't going to be on the news. If not tonight, tomorrow night. If not then, it will be soon. I'm not worried though.
I walk towards the place he chose. He asked me earlier tonight to drink with him. I had accepted, but only remembered now. I hope he's still there. I would feel terrible if he left and was angry with me. I walked, my pace speeding up. I stopped in front of this club called 'Night Life'.
He sits at a table, in a dark corner, his head between his hands. I can see he's on the edge of tears. I'm never late. This, being the first time. Ever. I run over to where he's sitting. His eyes light up, as though I've come to save him.
Something I've noticed about him. His smile, breaking through the worst of fears. Slashing through the worst agony. His smile was the cure to depression. The only thing stronger than his smile was his touch. His hands skilled and firm. Kneading away the suffering your body endures, quick and easily.
He smiles. I almost have to wipe my eyes to believe it's real. A smile so bright, just for me. I sit next to him, looking down. I feel guilty, if not for anything else, for this. I forgot about him. My dear friend, my ex-lover. He simply whispers that it's okay into my ear.
He gets up, pulling my arm. He wants us to dance. His hips sway in the flashing lights. Blue, purple, green, red, pass over his stomach and thighs. He drags me closer to him, forcing my hands to hold his lower back. I can't look. I shut my eyes tightly, he notices. He steals a kiss from me.
Why would he kiss me? He knows I'm with Ohno. Although, Ohno is now deceased. He's playing games with me. He's taking advantage of the situation. Even angels have their dark moments. Even roses can draw blood. Like a sheep with teeth as sharp as razors, he tries to use me. He feels lonely, he sees I'm in pain.
I go to the bathroom. Leaving my problems behind. I enter a stall, breathing heavily. I feel as though I might throw up. My stomach is turning in all directions. These butterflies inside have turned into moths. Picking at my insides, creating holes.
The door opens. I hear him calling me, I ignore it. He looks under the stalls one by one, searching for me. Before I can hide my feet, he finds me. He pushes it open. Pulling me outside, slamming his lips onto mine. I don't want this, I don't want him. I cry out into his mouth.
Two other men hear me, they grab his arms, pulling him off of me. One of them shouts at him for abusing me. The other begins punching. I can't watch, my stomach turns again. One of them holds his arms as the other starts undoing his belt. He removes them and his underwear.
The angel with black wings is getting punished. Someone above didn't like how he was behaving. He's done terrible things and hidden it all too well. For far too long. He was once like the others, once pure and delicate. But now he is only rotten. He's been forgotten and forsaken.
I hear whimpers, I try to ignore them. I can hear him banging against the tiled wall. I can hear him calling my name. I hear his nails scratch against the floor. I can't take much more. I run outside of the bathroom. Tears pour through my eyelashes. I try to keep them inside but they only continue falling. People start to stare at me.
A scream comes from inside the bathroom, and then gun shots. What kind of place had he brought me to? I didn't do this to him, I didn't plan this. I didn't want this. But I didn't try to save him, it's partially my fault. I made it seem as though I was a victim. The two men open the door and run out of the club.
Was I a victim? Was he doing something I didn't want? My poor angel, I let him be brutalized. I let him be beaten, I let them take away his innocence. I let them steal away his life. I let them. And I don't care more than this. His whimpers, they sound all too familiar.
Something from my past. Someone else was broken. A young man, manhandled by many. Four to be exact. They took what they needed from him and left him to die afterwards. He crawled to whatever safety he could find. He was bloody, drenched in tears and semen, broken from the inside out. That man was me.
Like a bolt of lightning through my body. The pain strikes me. My insides burn. I had been in pain and I wanted to inflict it upon others. The same ones that had hurt me to begin with. Though it was years ago, I had wanted revenge. And I had achieved it, finally. After all these years.
I walk back to my apartment, limping. For some reason, my legs ache and my arms no longer want to cooperate. I walk, almost dragging my entire self. I get to the door, press the button of the elevator. But instead of my floor, 11th, I press the button with the number '20' on it.
It's time for me and the stars to reunite. I'm going to touch you finally. If it's the last thing I do.
~END~
Later.
Author: me, as always.
Rating: R, angst yes. death yes. But I think it's more disturbing than the others.
Pairing: N/A
Summary: Maybe I should send him to an asylum. LoL.
Disclaimer: I don't know them, I don't own them. I hope Nino isn't mad at me. xD
Notes: This is finally the end. If you guys like this style, maybe I'll write more 'horror'.
Subtle 4 - Final blow
I really did it. I ended the lives of three people. Three wonderful, happy, smiling people. They were intelligent, beautiful, caring, known. That was the worst, they were known. There's no way this wasn't going to be on the news. If not tonight, tomorrow night. If not then, it will be soon. I'm not worried though.
I walk towards the place he chose. He asked me earlier tonight to drink with him. I had accepted, but only remembered now. I hope he's still there. I would feel terrible if he left and was angry with me. I walked, my pace speeding up. I stopped in front of this club called 'Night Life'.
He sits at a table, in a dark corner, his head between his hands. I can see he's on the edge of tears. I'm never late. This, being the first time. Ever. I run over to where he's sitting. His eyes light up, as though I've come to save him.
Something I've noticed about him. His smile, breaking through the worst of fears. Slashing through the worst agony. His smile was the cure to depression. The only thing stronger than his smile was his touch. His hands skilled and firm. Kneading away the suffering your body endures, quick and easily.
He smiles. I almost have to wipe my eyes to believe it's real. A smile so bright, just for me. I sit next to him, looking down. I feel guilty, if not for anything else, for this. I forgot about him. My dear friend, my ex-lover. He simply whispers that it's okay into my ear.
He gets up, pulling my arm. He wants us to dance. His hips sway in the flashing lights. Blue, purple, green, red, pass over his stomach and thighs. He drags me closer to him, forcing my hands to hold his lower back. I can't look. I shut my eyes tightly, he notices. He steals a kiss from me.
Why would he kiss me? He knows I'm with Ohno. Although, Ohno is now deceased. He's playing games with me. He's taking advantage of the situation. Even angels have their dark moments. Even roses can draw blood. Like a sheep with teeth as sharp as razors, he tries to use me. He feels lonely, he sees I'm in pain.
I go to the bathroom. Leaving my problems behind. I enter a stall, breathing heavily. I feel as though I might throw up. My stomach is turning in all directions. These butterflies inside have turned into moths. Picking at my insides, creating holes.
The door opens. I hear him calling me, I ignore it. He looks under the stalls one by one, searching for me. Before I can hide my feet, he finds me. He pushes it open. Pulling me outside, slamming his lips onto mine. I don't want this, I don't want him. I cry out into his mouth.
Two other men hear me, they grab his arms, pulling him off of me. One of them shouts at him for abusing me. The other begins punching. I can't watch, my stomach turns again. One of them holds his arms as the other starts undoing his belt. He removes them and his underwear.
The angel with black wings is getting punished. Someone above didn't like how he was behaving. He's done terrible things and hidden it all too well. For far too long. He was once like the others, once pure and delicate. But now he is only rotten. He's been forgotten and forsaken.
I hear whimpers, I try to ignore them. I can hear him banging against the tiled wall. I can hear him calling my name. I hear his nails scratch against the floor. I can't take much more. I run outside of the bathroom. Tears pour through my eyelashes. I try to keep them inside but they only continue falling. People start to stare at me.
A scream comes from inside the bathroom, and then gun shots. What kind of place had he brought me to? I didn't do this to him, I didn't plan this. I didn't want this. But I didn't try to save him, it's partially my fault. I made it seem as though I was a victim. The two men open the door and run out of the club.
Was I a victim? Was he doing something I didn't want? My poor angel, I let him be brutalized. I let him be beaten, I let them take away his innocence. I let them steal away his life. I let them. And I don't care more than this. His whimpers, they sound all too familiar.
Something from my past. Someone else was broken. A young man, manhandled by many. Four to be exact. They took what they needed from him and left him to die afterwards. He crawled to whatever safety he could find. He was bloody, drenched in tears and semen, broken from the inside out. That man was me.
Like a bolt of lightning through my body. The pain strikes me. My insides burn. I had been in pain and I wanted to inflict it upon others. The same ones that had hurt me to begin with. Though it was years ago, I had wanted revenge. And I had achieved it, finally. After all these years.
I walk back to my apartment, limping. For some reason, my legs ache and my arms no longer want to cooperate. I walk, almost dragging my entire self. I get to the door, press the button of the elevator. But instead of my floor, 11th, I press the button with the number '20' on it.
It's time for me and the stars to reunite. I'm going to touch you finally. If it's the last thing I do.
~END~
Later.
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Date: 2007-02-18 06:06 am (UTC)Poor baby was raped and then shot!!! *smacks Nino* You didn't save him!! You've killed him isntead!! But then.. no one in their right mind can kill Aiba.. even if they have a wrong mind already... *coughs*
I really like the 4 one-shots! I really do!! It's addicting like when I was watching taht horror anime "Higurashi no naku koro ni". It's so damn sad and yet so thrilling at the same time. X3
Yay!! You deserve a good night rest!
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Date: 2007-02-18 06:09 am (UTC)hai. Nino is a messed up child. BUT. there's reason behind his madness. dont know if you got the part about nino being abused..by THE FOUR OF THEM....and blocking it out of his mind for years.
^-^ YAY!!!!!!!!!!! I'm happy you do. I was afraif I would scare people off. @_@
it's 1am. lmao.
[hugs] thanks for the comments. ♥
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Date: 2007-02-18 06:16 am (UTC):3
Lol.. It's already Chinese New year over at your place.. so.. Happy Chinese New Year~!
for the heck fo itno subject
Date: 2007-02-18 06:18 am (UTC)haha. omedetou~! lolz. do i get a red pocket? LMAO.
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Date: 2007-02-18 06:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-02-18 06:39 am (UTC)xD i want a red pocket. lmao.
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Date: 2007-02-18 06:08 am (UTC)yes, i write small sentences when depressed. v_v but it was a good series, so i still love you. i promise i wont try to shoot you
in the neat futureno subject
Date: 2007-02-18 06:10 am (UTC)[hugs] sorry its not my smut-filled usual. I like variety. lolz. please dont. thank you. haha.
♥
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Date: 2007-02-19 03:48 am (UTC)want some animal crackers? *munchmunch*
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Date: 2007-02-19 03:50 am (UTC)lolz, no thanks. xD
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Date: 2007-02-19 05:10 am (UTC)i feel so sorry for poor nino
and i think....now that i know the end ... that they deserved it
does this make me sound crazy now???
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Date: 2007-02-19 05:13 am (UTC)that was actually my goal.
hating nino the whole time, until you realize the truth.
so no, you don't sound crazy. ^-^
[hugs]
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Date: 2007-02-19 05:19 am (UTC)YATTA....
and WOW WOW WOW for these awesome 4 oneshots....
*a JUMBO box of selfmade milk-chocolate-cream filled semi-dark-chocolate-cookies with white-chocolate topping*
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Date: 2007-02-19 05:23 am (UTC)[bows] domo arigatou gozaimasu.
m(_ _)m
and thanks for the lovely gift. ^-^ haha.
♥
im working on /crack/ now. lmao.
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Date: 2007-02-19 05:27 am (UTC)i have to thank you...your fic kind of made my day...
don't ask me how, but i feel better after reading it...
i was able to get emo after a loooooong looooooong time
[hugs u tightly]
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Date: 2007-02-19 05:38 am (UTC)that's cool then. [bows]
and honor in fact. ♥
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Date: 2007-02-19 03:35 pm (UTC)lets say we're both thanks...
is that a deal?
*.~
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Date: 2008-08-12 05:28 pm (UTC)ok i'm such a retardand then aiba... arr. i'm still cringing. how could they?? *sniff*
*loud sigh*
well i'm sorta glad this has already ended because i was getting crazier after every killing... but i'm kinda sad also that there will be no more of this kind and what's left are just fics of the boys boinking each other... heh~
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Date: 2008-08-12 05:30 pm (UTC)but maybe if you give me a good enough prompt..
i could write something similar. -chuu-
im glad you liked.
and i noticed you getting crazy..hehe..xD
im off to work now..
how come you never email me there?..lol.
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Date: 2008-08-12 05:40 pm (UTC)actually i get scared with your angsty fics. they seem so real... and REAL! heh~
ah yes, praying i won't have nightmares tonight after this massacrei really really liked all the fics in the series although i did feel some screws loosening for just a tiny bit during the last 2 fics xDDD
heh~ i am still composing THAT email. still not good enough xDDD
oh you have fun at work yasu...me, i'm off to bed
chuu~
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Date: 2008-08-13 04:48 am (UTC)i write horror films ne? xDD
ive seen so many...hhaha.
-chuu-
i could see the screws loosening.LOL.
like you might go to japan and beat up nino..xD
well...dont take too long..T_T
i feel sad when i dont get messages from you.
-hugs-
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Date: 2011-12-26 11:20 am (UTC)heee... this is my first time reading your fanfic.. i've read the other 3 too... but, i drop a comment here..
nice.. we'll be looking forward for your writing :)
ps:// add you to my friend list :)
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Date: 2011-12-26 09:35 pm (UTC)I think my style has changed a lot since then.
Thanks for reading and commenting.
And I appreciate that you've added me. ^-^