A few months pass by in what seems like the blink of an eye. People come and go, to check on them and their classmates and sometimes they tell them what happens in the world they seem to have left behind. Kuzuryuu only half-listens, he has to admit. Not because he doesn’t care, because he does and he knows that he should, seeing how most of it it’s fault, too. He’s just tired, and has too many things going around in his head. He promises himself that once everything is over he’ll start to get interested. In what happened to his family and clan, too. He knows something, but thinking that too much grief wouldn’t be good, that something is pretty limited. (He doesn’t need that little bit of hope he has in himself to die) The sunset is pretty, …show more content…
Most of them were reflecting about that, probably, (He wasn’t, though) The sky was really beautiful. A bit of dark blue was showing, but it mostly consisted in orange and red. Like- Like a fire. His breath catches in his throat, and Kuzuryuu remembers. *** Fire, fire, fire everywhere. Everything’s burning and he’s so glad. Destroying is so much fun, more than he could ever imagine. Seeing the world burn made him think. Why did he care so much about that old clan of his in the past anyway? They were disposable items easily replaced. And his parents were the worst of them all, to be absolutely honest. So he watches his house burn down, and laughs. (Like a mad scientist) They’re all gonna be dead in the morning. Except one, of course. He turns around, and Peko’s there, as always. (red and beautiful like a crimson rose) She’s covered in the blood of those she killed, the vivid color splattered on her face, hands, …show more content…
She grits her teeth and obliges. He laughs, and thinks how can he destroy her next, untile a new idea slips in his mind. -Kneel.- Her eyes flash, but she’s kneeling, and he can take her face in his hands just fine. That’s what he does, with too much force just for fun. He kisses her and slips his tongue in her mouth, feeling her shock and her resignation. He hoped she’d react somehow, and completely misses the spite and the burning hate in her eyes. They are burning like the flames that engulfed his house, but he doesn’t see it. -C’mon, Peko. If you don’t give in, I’ll have to kill you. You don’t want to disappoint me, do you?- He stood up, smiling, and walked on her hand. Seeing her grimacing was what he wanted, but she didn’t even flinch. -Peko, really, I’ll kill you.- He’s frowning as he walks away, and again, he doesn’t see it. He doesn’t see the way she grips her sword tighter, lowering her gaze with a determined expression. -Not if I do it first.- she whispers, unheard by anyone, letting her sadness show on her face. She cries, cries and sobs, repeating she’s sorry as she gets