That man has been gone for a long time. Did he forget him? Did he forget that he left him in this illusionary world?
Did he abandon him?
So funny.
His fit of laughter was stagnating, becoming a stuttering mess of saliva and blood to fall like disgusting tears down his chin to soak into his clothes, becoming a dark stain that resembled his hopes and dreams.
Every so often, he would laugh but it was a shallow replication of it. It was like the dry voiceless cough of a dying dog.
So gross.
So hopeless.
So funny.
So disgusting.
He was disgusting.
Why did he live again?
Living was hell.
Why did that man keep him alive?
Why did that man who seems so sweet want him so much?
Why did anyone want him?
So funny.
So stupid.
Them...and him.
Why was he here again?
He glanced up from his corner of the room, thinking he heard something.
But after a while of looking he around, he saw that he was alone.
Nobody cared for him, after all.
Nobody came for him, after all.
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He was tired, but he could not sleep. He wanted to sleep. To close his eyes and fall into dreams that would make him at least a little happy. But for some reason his mind refused to cooperate.
It was annoying.
That guy has not come back yet....
The world that he stayed in was still intact, but he felt like his soul was becoming weak.
He felt it, and he saw it; the world around him was fading.
Would that man even care?
He has not come back in a long time, now.
What would it feel like to just disappear? To give up and let yourself fade away?
Would it feel empty?
Or would it feel peaceful?
He had a feeling that it was the latter.
What is peace, anyway? He felt like he knew it once. But now....
He doesn't feel anything.
Would he fade along with this illusionary world and be set free? Or would he end up back where he first was, with that man who looks and acts sweet?
Did it even matter?
...No. It did not.
Nothing mattered anymore.
He felt empty.
But feeling empty was better than feeling pain, right?
...There was no one else to answer his voiceless question, so he must be right.
Yes, he was right.
Emptiness is better than pain.
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(Authors Note: May 11, 2016
I'm sorry for the very late update, and even more sorry that this is so short. The next chapter is already written. I just have to edit it and make sure I'm satisfied with it before I do post it. But I'm sure it won't be a week before I post the next chapter, so that's good ^,^;
Thanks to those who continue to read and enjoy my fanfiction. It means a lot. You guys are awesome ~
Alright, until next chapter then! Bye! <3 )
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Curiosity-(KHR fanfic/ Mukuro × Tsuna)
FanfictionPart One: Tsuna begins to dream of a strange man with blue and crimson eyes. These dreams are filled with seductive temptation, fear and a feeling that everything is not as it appears to be... Tsuna believes that this man has the answer to what he w...