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 Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 10:10 am
Series: Tsubasa Reservior Chronicles
Pairing(s): KuroganexFai, slight SakuraxSyaoran
Rating: T
Author's Notes: Introspective thoughts infront of a mirror; how cliche~! So, hm... This was written after I decided re-read the Infinity arch, seeing as I forgot ALL about it. (I barely read it in the first place, I scanned.) So, spoilers up until then, maybe slight mention of Celes? *shrug*
Summary: If I see myself in the mirror, I want to break it. When I see myself in the mirror, I want to cry. When I see my reflection, I want to die. When I see my face in the glass, I want to protect those around me who have lost it all.
Prologue
Those two hearts, too fragile… A single moment is enough… If we are stained in white.
Pain reverberates through the air. It’s in every breath, in every eye, in every corner of the room. There is no escaping its curling tendrils that wrap around the throat, twisting and squeezing until death.
Disappointment resounds through the walls. It is echoed in every movement, and drips down from the ceiling, drowning those who reside in this unfortunate place.
Venom seeps from words and wounds. Unintentional but lethal. It stabs the truth and leaves only lies…
Imposters fill the room, shadows of people who once were, and will no longer be. Smiles are extinguished and desires explode into flames.
People are pushed away, softly rejected with kind glances and words.
Hot blood flows to veins that it doesn’t belong to.
Bitter tears flows down cheeks that don’t deserve the pain.
Regret sidles in hearts that have done nothing wrong.
Lies gather into souls that only have lived, forcing others to death.
Lost cases… Liars… Imposters… They gather together in companionship, striving to defeat a future that may come to be.
When will smiles once again play upon the lips clad in tears, blood, and black? For surely if the smiles do not come, they will drown in the sorrow they've created.
What is seen in the mirrors? Do they love, or do they hate, inside of the prision they've made for their hearts?
Part End.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 12:32 pm
PART ONE: Sakura
I am a doll, falling apart, and tearing at the seams. Fragile china that has lasted through a lifetime of suffering and pain… I wish for one more smile, once more from him… I wish for happiness and not for that future.
I close my eyes, which are burning with tears.
I must stay strong. I must keep going, and find him. Because it’s my fault that he’s like that.
I must keep going, because otherwise I will break and fall to pieces, and we will never finish our quest.
I must not pause with thoughts, because then I will let down the others, and they will get hurt waiting for me. Injuries and waiting take up precious time that I cannot bear to waste.
I must save my wants for dreams, and put needs first. Because I cannot bear anymore pain. I want them all to be happy… but first, we need to try and achieve something that will fulfill the wants. I want to remember, but first we need to get the feathers before it happens again.
The feathers... that fufills another want. Surely if we continue, I will see him, for that is why he lives.
I want to get rid of the imposter beside me, with the same face as him, but I need this look-a-like to stay, for otherwise…
I will break into a million pieces from missing him.
So I will continue on, with the imposter there, because if I break. I will never get what I want.
I want to see him again even if it kills me.
PART/END
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 7:39 pm
PART TWO: Fai D. Flowright
I am a monster.
I am an imposter.
I am a doll mindlessly jerked around.
I will continue moving forward, without wants, without cares... because I am not allowed to have them. I must move on, because I must live on... because I am needed in a game of death.
I am broken.
I am damaged.
I am cursed.
I will scream, blood-covered and uncovered, and I will shatter into what seems to be a million pieces.
I am a liar.
I am a wizard who denies his nature.
I am a killer.
I am a sinner.
I was born into this world stained, and I will leave this world so filthy that I will not be human.
I want blackness. I want darkness.
This black suits me, as I stare at myself in the looking glass.
I want blackness, but still I hide.
I hide in the white of my clothes, the white of my teeth, the white of the snow that represents purity...
And Death.
I am a coward most of all.
I want to run away from these people whom I have come to care for... Because I do not want them to die.
But I lack the courage to do the one thing that will protect them.
I cannot kill myself.
I want death so badly... but I cannot die.
But I will not allow myself the luxury of living.
I will not love, I will not live, I will not use my birthright...
I shall float along, pulled by the currents of curses and destiny.
I will push them away, but I still care...
Because...
I have caused her to loose just as much as I have.
PART/END
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 8:14 am
Interlude
Blood drips down. Steady drips—drip, drip— in the resonating silence of shock.
A crack resounds noiselessly. The cracking of sanity, of loyalty. Insanity creeps through the eyes of the wounded. Loyalties shatter and fly to the ones who betrayed.
No corporeal body falls, for it is separated and lost. Gone away, planned ahead. Paid in full, the hopeless future cannot be run from.
The lies have surfaced, and shown their faces. They come out in the intention to kill, to mar, and to ruin the happiness that was once created. But:
The lies of the girl did not come in vain, and the lies of the others stab into the existence.
The man realizes who he truly believes he is, and now who he is perceived to be. A boy realizes his heart and pain.
The other man says the words that shatter through all the lies, all the curses, and all the pain.
“Don’t hurt anyone else with that sword. Not even yourself.”
Tears now replace the blood, and the silence is broken in an anguished scream that is hardly human.
PART/END
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 5:41 pm
*sigh* Sweetly sad. I like it. It puts me in my favorite mood.
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