Return To Me
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Category:
Descendents of Darkness/Yami No Matsuei › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
2,760
Reviews:
20
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
Disclaimer:
I do not own Descendants of Darkness (Yami no Matsuei), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Return To Me
Discaimer: Don\'t own, just playing with \'em.......
Return To Me
By White Angel of the Blood Moon
One day..........
Two days.........
Two weeks.......
Two months.....
It had been two months that Tsuzuki had been alone. Muraki had been gone for two whole months.
Repeatedly, Tsuzuki had had to move from one apartment to another to evade his shinigami ex-companions, yet he could not bring himself to leave the general area of Tokyo.
He couldn\'t let go of the memory......
The white angel.........
Their time together.....
He couldn\'t relinquish his hold on things long gone.
Love kept him there.
The memories never stopped......
******************************
*In the church*
^\"Did you see a woman come through here?^
~\"No.......\"~
*At the park*
~\"Don\'t you desire it? The perfect phsyical form?\"~
~Be careful, or you may lose something you care about.....\"~
*On the Queen Cammeilia*
~\"My, you are slow. I threw it thinking you would catch it. Now I just can\'t help but get involved......\"~
\"~I chose them just for you. Red Queens. They suit you.\"~
\"~Would you believe me if I were the next to die?\"~
*In Kyoto*
~\"I want to pile corpses at your feet. I want to tear you apart.\"
*Two months ago*
~\"I love you.\"~
~\"Marry me, Tsuzuki?\"~
*****************************
Tsuzuki sat quietly in his latest flat and cried, his tears dripping on the white plush carpet.
Everything in the room was white, from the walls to the curtains to the bedding.
A memorial to the one he loved most.
Each day Tsuzuki cried.
Two months and the mourning was as harsh as ever.
Rarely did he ever leave his abode, except to fetch the bare neccesities of comfortable living.
He only did that much because he knew Muraki would be angry if Tsuzuki didn\'t properly care for himself.
He knew Muraki would dislike him not eating.
He knew Muraki would dislike him sleeping in the cold.
Everything he did was for Muraki.
He only lived for Muraki.
Even though Muraki was no longer there.
**************
Lying on his bed trembling Tsuzuki spent the last of his tears and sobbed siently.
\"Kazutaka.............\"
\"Kazutaka........*sob*..........please........\"
\"Please Kazutaka..........return to me.....\"
TBC
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Return To Me
By White Angel of the Blood Moon
One day..........
Two days.........
Two weeks.......
Two months.....
It had been two months that Tsuzuki had been alone. Muraki had been gone for two whole months.
Repeatedly, Tsuzuki had had to move from one apartment to another to evade his shinigami ex-companions, yet he could not bring himself to leave the general area of Tokyo.
He couldn\'t let go of the memory......
The white angel.........
Their time together.....
He couldn\'t relinquish his hold on things long gone.
Love kept him there.
The memories never stopped......
******************************
*In the church*
^\"Did you see a woman come through here?^
~\"No.......\"~
*At the park*
~\"Don\'t you desire it? The perfect phsyical form?\"~
~Be careful, or you may lose something you care about.....\"~
*On the Queen Cammeilia*
~\"My, you are slow. I threw it thinking you would catch it. Now I just can\'t help but get involved......\"~
\"~I chose them just for you. Red Queens. They suit you.\"~
\"~Would you believe me if I were the next to die?\"~
*In Kyoto*
~\"I want to pile corpses at your feet. I want to tear you apart.\"
*Two months ago*
~\"I love you.\"~
~\"Marry me, Tsuzuki?\"~
*****************************
Tsuzuki sat quietly in his latest flat and cried, his tears dripping on the white plush carpet.
Everything in the room was white, from the walls to the curtains to the bedding.
A memorial to the one he loved most.
Each day Tsuzuki cried.
Two months and the mourning was as harsh as ever.
Rarely did he ever leave his abode, except to fetch the bare neccesities of comfortable living.
He only did that much because he knew Muraki would be angry if Tsuzuki didn\'t properly care for himself.
He knew Muraki would dislike him not eating.
He knew Muraki would dislike him sleeping in the cold.
Everything he did was for Muraki.
He only lived for Muraki.
Even though Muraki was no longer there.
**************
Lying on his bed trembling Tsuzuki spent the last of his tears and sobbed siently.
\"Kazutaka.............\"
\"Kazutaka........*sob*..........please........\"
\"Please Kazutaka..........return to me.....\"
TBC
^the more reviews the faster the updates!!^