Not so Sweet

Yuki

I laughed along with Brokentear, imagining the scene as he described it. The laughter died in my throat at the reminder of his wife. I never begrudged the dead, but it was easy to begrudge the living. I smiled bemusedly and gave it a teasing edge when I looked at my pillow.

"Braces, huh?" I teased, and grinned when he grimaced but nodded. I let that trail of thought go and smiled at the sky. "Trees indeed have feelings...some of them, anyways. You probably accidentally kicked a...I think the name is driad? Anyways, you probably kicked a forest spirit," I told him, smirking at his slightly inquisitive stare. I shrugged at him as much as I could in reply, not too familiar with the species.

"I met one once, when I was on the road. It's easy to confuse them for real trees." I said sagely. I left out that I had only met him when I chopped him down for wood, unknowing until the deed had been done that I had taken someones life. We were on happy topics, after all. I sat up after a moment of silence and stretched with a sigh, then popped my wrists and turned to look at Brokentear. He was rubbing the spot where my head had been laying and I smirked, guessing his leg had fallen asleep.

"I had an acuentance who set his hair on fire while cooking for his superior," I told him, smirking in memory of the event. Found out he Wa doing something by te fact the fire was purple. Dint quite register until we put the fire out and got him into a hospital, and by then we had medical prove it. Kind of killed some of the disbelief of the moment," I babbled, curtailing my inner cynic for a while longer.

Setsuna

"This is a journal of poems that I wrote. I've never let anyone read them, would you like to?" Forever asked me. I smiled and reached for the journal in reply, sitting down lightly at the end of his bed. After a moment, I felt Forever sit beside me and smiled another smile down at his poems. Lazily, I looked through them, scanning through each one and unraveling their meanings and feelings simultaneously. Forever fidgeted once I had gone through all of them and I turned another smile his way.

"They're beautiful, Forever. Very full of meaning. You're very talented, aren't you." It sounded like a question, but it wasn't. The way he blushed prettily assured me he understood it was a compliment. I reached out and rested my fingers lightly against his cheek and softened my smile to appear reassuring. "I don't say that lightly, dear heart," I told him quietly, brushing a finger down his soft skin lightly before pulling back, thoughtful.

I should've been wary of attachment, should have been more laid-back to avoid things like this. I would live forever in one form or another, yet just like with Yuki, I felt drawn to Forever. Except this felt different from the familial feeling with Yuki, this felt more personal than that, somehow. It was somewhat intimidating. Almost like a reply, my heart squeezed terribly and it got harder to breathe, an inhuman growl rising in my head and drowning my ears. The taste of copper rose in my throat and I smiled tightly to cover it. I brought Forevers hands to my lips and kissed them softly, distantly enjoying his almost automatic blush.

"Excuse me for a moment dearheart," I murmured, and then rose and left for the bathroom. Safely enclosed in there, I leaned over the sink and lost my lunch, and when there was no more food for me to lose, I spilled blood, the color bright against my suddenly pale skin. I heaved and tried to breathe deeply for air, trying to abate the burning in my lungs and the pressure against and around my heart. I looked up into the mirror to see a deep, maniacal grin on my reflections face, and heterochromatic white- black eyes stare back at me before disappearing with the pressure, the little bastards in my chest soothed by my pain. I breathed deeply again and again and reached a hand up to rub where wing met back to abate the pain there. Another sigh left my lips and I quickly washed the remaining blood from my face, then pinched my cheeks to bring color back to them. Satisfied, I walked back into Forevers room with a soft knock.

He sat exactly where I had left him, looking thoughtfully into space. He looked up with a smile when I knocked and I smiled back.

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I am so brain dead right now, please forgive me.

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