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Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
10
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4,943
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# 8.
# 8. Saga & Kanon. (Innocent childhood flashback. Some angst).
Keywords : love, hate, sick.
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Running, faster and faster along the rocky cliffside.
Away from them, away from everything.
When did love turn into hate? Or was it him who was sick and caused it all to screw up around him? He always did it, didn’t he? Screw things up, get everybody pissed at him. They all hated him. By now, maybe even Saga did, although the very thought of such a possibility tore a choked whimper from his lips.
He didn’t know what to think anymore, he couldn’t even think straight. The tears kept filling his eyes and making it difficult for him to see where he was running to. Eventually, he tripped and fell, a painful fall for he didn’t expect it.
Getting back up on his knees then sitting down, Kanon sobbed and ran his dusty little fingers all over his face, trying to get rid of the tears that kept streaming down his cheeks. It was to no avail, and there was now mud on his face.
He stared at the horizon, crying softly. Whenever he would feel like that, he would come to this place, to look at the sky so far away, and the waves crashing against the rocks at the bottom of the cliff. Once again, he swore to the waves, that one day he’d leave that accursed place, like he always promised to himself since he was a tiny kid.
But this time, he almost didn’t have the will to say it, because he wasn’t sure his brother would follow him, this time.
And if there was no Saga, there was no point to go anywhere or do anything. He lived for Saga, the only person he ever cared for, after all.
Right when he was about to sink into even darker thoughts, someone tripped on the very same rock than he did, and crashed into the ground with a stifled cry of pain, a few feet from where he was sitting, perhaps even more loudly and unexpectedly than he had a few moments ago.
Kanon turned in surprise, only to find himself staring at Saga on his hands and knees, rubbing his nose with a look of pain.
“Oww…”
“….Saga…” – He wanted to say they really were alike, but he wasn’t sure if his brother would see that as something good or bad in that moment, and he hesitated.
And to his utmost surprise, gentle and loving arms wrapped themselves around his shoulders and brought him close in a tightly embrace.
“Kanon…please never go away… I was so worried!” – There was true concern in the older twin’s voice, and it brought fresh tears to Kanon’s tired eyes.
“You…you want me by your side, despite all I did?!”
“I’m so afraid, Kanon… Afraid that one day you might go too far, go somewhere I can’t follow you. Please, stay with me, stay…yourself.”
“…” – Kanon didn’t know what to answer, and thought that if he tried to speak, his voice might just break down into sobs, so he buried his face in his brother’s shoulder and hugged him back tightly, sighing happily with the warmth of their contact.
And for a few moments, the pain, the shame, the rejection… nothing mattered to him.
He was safe in his twin’s arms, and that was all that mattered.
He wished he could stay that way forever, and swore to himself that rather than leaving to some other place, they’d stay, and he would do whatever it took to make his brother so powerful and important that nobody would ever dare to hurt them again.
Little did he know at that moment that this innocent desire would be his very undoing.
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Keywords : love, hate, sick.
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Running, faster and faster along the rocky cliffside.
Away from them, away from everything.
When did love turn into hate? Or was it him who was sick and caused it all to screw up around him? He always did it, didn’t he? Screw things up, get everybody pissed at him. They all hated him. By now, maybe even Saga did, although the very thought of such a possibility tore a choked whimper from his lips.
He didn’t know what to think anymore, he couldn’t even think straight. The tears kept filling his eyes and making it difficult for him to see where he was running to. Eventually, he tripped and fell, a painful fall for he didn’t expect it.
Getting back up on his knees then sitting down, Kanon sobbed and ran his dusty little fingers all over his face, trying to get rid of the tears that kept streaming down his cheeks. It was to no avail, and there was now mud on his face.
He stared at the horizon, crying softly. Whenever he would feel like that, he would come to this place, to look at the sky so far away, and the waves crashing against the rocks at the bottom of the cliff. Once again, he swore to the waves, that one day he’d leave that accursed place, like he always promised to himself since he was a tiny kid.
But this time, he almost didn’t have the will to say it, because he wasn’t sure his brother would follow him, this time.
And if there was no Saga, there was no point to go anywhere or do anything. He lived for Saga, the only person he ever cared for, after all.
Right when he was about to sink into even darker thoughts, someone tripped on the very same rock than he did, and crashed into the ground with a stifled cry of pain, a few feet from where he was sitting, perhaps even more loudly and unexpectedly than he had a few moments ago.
Kanon turned in surprise, only to find himself staring at Saga on his hands and knees, rubbing his nose with a look of pain.
“Oww…”
“….Saga…” – He wanted to say they really were alike, but he wasn’t sure if his brother would see that as something good or bad in that moment, and he hesitated.
And to his utmost surprise, gentle and loving arms wrapped themselves around his shoulders and brought him close in a tightly embrace.
“Kanon…please never go away… I was so worried!” – There was true concern in the older twin’s voice, and it brought fresh tears to Kanon’s tired eyes.
“You…you want me by your side, despite all I did?!”
“I’m so afraid, Kanon… Afraid that one day you might go too far, go somewhere I can’t follow you. Please, stay with me, stay…yourself.”
“…” – Kanon didn’t know what to answer, and thought that if he tried to speak, his voice might just break down into sobs, so he buried his face in his brother’s shoulder and hugged him back tightly, sighing happily with the warmth of their contact.
And for a few moments, the pain, the shame, the rejection… nothing mattered to him.
He was safe in his twin’s arms, and that was all that mattered.
He wished he could stay that way forever, and swore to himself that rather than leaving to some other place, they’d stay, and he would do whatever it took to make his brother so powerful and important that nobody would ever dare to hurt them again.
Little did he know at that moment that this innocent desire would be his very undoing.
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