Love At First Kill
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Category:
Descendents of Darkness/Yami No Matsuei › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
Views:
5,556
Reviews:
18
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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.
Chapter Eight
Disclaimer: Oh for cryin\' out loud..................
Love at First Kill
Chapter Eight
By White Angel of the Blood Moon
I woke with the morning sun streaming over my face.
It was warm. The whole room was warm.
Muraki, lying in my arms, was so very cold.
I didn\'t want to move.
I didn\'t want to let go, but I had arrangements to make.
Oh, even in death my Kazutaka was the image of perfection.
I didn\'t even realize I was crying again until I saw the tears falling on Muraki\'s face.
A final baptism, I suppose.
I bent down and kissed those cold, perfect lips.
It almost seemed as if I could feel his heart beating under my hands.
If only it were so.
If only I could bring him back to me.
In killing Muraki, Tatsumi had killed me as well.
Slowly, I picked myself up from the dininom fom floor, reluctantly leaving the body on the carpet.
I made one phone call to the only person I could think of as being a next of kin to Muraki,ya Mya Mibu.
After explaining the situation to him, I simply sat by Muraki\'s body, holding his hand, talking to him, saying it was going to be okay as though it meant something to the dead angel until I heard the door to my apartment open.
One final kiss, and I was gone before Oriya made it into the dining room.
I d oud outside and watched from a distance as Oriya carried Muraki\'s body out and simply placed his body in the back seat of the black luxury car as though he were asleep and drove away.
I turned and walked away, leaving my apartment and belongings behi
I
I would find another place to go.
A place where they wouldn\'t find me.
I was alone again.
I des destined to be alone forever.
I realize now that anything precious to me was also forbidden to me.
Always have I lived as the damned black sheep, and always am I damned to go through eternity alone with my suffering.
Always will I hate the ones wid tid this to me.
Yet most of all, always will I love you, Muraki Kazutaka, and never any other.
I will have my revenge.
All for you, Muraki.
Ai shiteru.............
~owari~
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Well, that\'s the end of Love at First Kill. Sequel? I dunno, depends on how much you want it..........
Love at First Kill
Chapter Eight
By White Angel of the Blood Moon
I woke with the morning sun streaming over my face.
It was warm. The whole room was warm.
Muraki, lying in my arms, was so very cold.
I didn\'t want to move.
I didn\'t want to let go, but I had arrangements to make.
Oh, even in death my Kazutaka was the image of perfection.
I didn\'t even realize I was crying again until I saw the tears falling on Muraki\'s face.
A final baptism, I suppose.
I bent down and kissed those cold, perfect lips.
It almost seemed as if I could feel his heart beating under my hands.
If only it were so.
If only I could bring him back to me.
In killing Muraki, Tatsumi had killed me as well.
Slowly, I picked myself up from the dininom fom floor, reluctantly leaving the body on the carpet.
I made one phone call to the only person I could think of as being a next of kin to Muraki,ya Mya Mibu.
After explaining the situation to him, I simply sat by Muraki\'s body, holding his hand, talking to him, saying it was going to be okay as though it meant something to the dead angel until I heard the door to my apartment open.
One final kiss, and I was gone before Oriya made it into the dining room.
I d oud outside and watched from a distance as Oriya carried Muraki\'s body out and simply placed his body in the back seat of the black luxury car as though he were asleep and drove away.
I turned and walked away, leaving my apartment and belongings behi
I
I would find another place to go.
A place where they wouldn\'t find me.
I was alone again.
I des destined to be alone forever.
I realize now that anything precious to me was also forbidden to me.
Always have I lived as the damned black sheep, and always am I damned to go through eternity alone with my suffering.
Always will I hate the ones wid tid this to me.
Yet most of all, always will I love you, Muraki Kazutaka, and never any other.
I will have my revenge.
All for you, Muraki.
Ai shiteru.............
~owari~
*************************
Well, that\'s the end of Love at First Kill. Sequel? I dunno, depends on how much you want it..........