Guren
Title: Guren
Author: calmingcalamity
Chapter: Oneshot
Genre: Angst, Songfic
Warnings: Character death
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Uruha and Aoi centric
Disclaimer: I have Uru and Aoi locked in my closet. They like to fuck during the night.
Synopsis: I don't want you to fade. Let me hear something, please, even just a sigh.
"Just give me one more breath, one more heartbeat."
The distraught blond bent over the bed, hands clutching at unresponsive digits. He raised a shaky hand, ghosting over a porcelain smooth face, silky hair falling into his eyes. To anyone outside, it would look like the peaceful brunette was sleeping, but Uruha knew better. He'd gone through the horrifying hours of waiting, of crying, of praying.
"Please don't do this Aoi," he mumbled feverishly, brushing the hair out of the older man's eyes, "Don't leave me, not when we've just been brought together these past weeks- these past days. I don't want you to go - please. Let me hear something, even a little sigh." His words fell on unhearing ears and unseeing eyes, on a spirit that had already flown away. Teardrops fell onto Aoi's cheeks, giving physical form to the horrors and grief that the frail body had taken just days before.
A door opened, and a hand was laid on his shoulder gently.
"Kouyou, he's gone," he heard Reita whisper, trying to pull him off. Like a damn breaking, his tears flooded out, grief stricken sobs tumbling out past quivering lips. "N-No!" he cried, "He's not gone - Aoi, please! I don't want you to fade away, don't leave me alone! God, I prayed for him, now deliver my prayers and grant me my one wish!"
More hands grabbed him, pulling him away despite his vehement protests. A needle prick, and he fell into blissful peace.
***
Amber eyes stared blankly out the window, observing the rain that hadn't stopped for days. "Even the sky is crying," he murmured, "These are rains of sadness, not purity...." Standing up, he brushed past the bedroom and into the kitchen. A ringed hand briefly bumped into a mug - Aoi's favorite. Biting his lip, Uruha turned away. A small labeled bottle pocketed, then taken out after a moment. Its meager contents consumed, and vision blurring - with tears, or with drugged bliss?
A mere shadow of his former self, a soul that had been smothered by drowning days and unchanging dreams. Hands moist with fallen tears of pent up frustration reflected the pain when he thought of the other man. Phone calls were heard with blocked ears, and a broken spirit. Within his shell, he could almost feel happiness tinged with agony - a reminder that joy must be matched with pain. Even here, his salvation was suspended in vagueness - insanity, or naive ignorance?
Fingers silently counted every relic - every treasured token that the brunette had left behind. Plush lips mouthed the name that couldn't be said anymore - treasuring it with what they could. Hands grabbed at empty air, reaching for something that wasn't there - an unsatisfied dream.
"What do you want from me?" he whispered, glancing at a picture of them, of the days of yesterday and happiness, "What else can I give? Come here - I want you, I need you!"
Collapsing against the ground, he sobbed quietly. "Aoi..." he muttered, uttering the brunette's name for the first time in weeks, "Yuu, are you happy? Please tell me you are...If you're happy then don't pause in your joy, I'll be there soon."
For the first time since forever, he went to sleep with Aoi's name still on his lips.
A/N: Wow, I'm alive :O I've been suffering from the worst case of unable-to-finish-fic syndrome ever haha. I love Guren a lot, it's one of my favorite songs. There are lot of the lyrics from the song hidden inside the lines, so that would be why it's still classified as a song fic. I do realize that the actual song is about a fetus, but I wanted to interpret it differently, since I think that it holds a lot more meanings, regardless of whether or not Ruki realized it while writing :) Hope you enjoy~
Author: calmingcalamity
Chapter: Oneshot
Genre: Angst, Songfic
Warnings: Character death
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Uruha and Aoi centric
Disclaimer: I have Uru and Aoi locked in my closet. They like to fuck during the night.
Synopsis: I don't want you to fade. Let me hear something, please, even just a sigh.
"Just give me one more breath, one more heartbeat."
The distraught blond bent over the bed, hands clutching at unresponsive digits. He raised a shaky hand, ghosting over a porcelain smooth face, silky hair falling into his eyes. To anyone outside, it would look like the peaceful brunette was sleeping, but Uruha knew better. He'd gone through the horrifying hours of waiting, of crying, of praying.
"Please don't do this Aoi," he mumbled feverishly, brushing the hair out of the older man's eyes, "Don't leave me, not when we've just been brought together these past weeks- these past days. I don't want you to go - please. Let me hear something, even a little sigh." His words fell on unhearing ears and unseeing eyes, on a spirit that had already flown away. Teardrops fell onto Aoi's cheeks, giving physical form to the horrors and grief that the frail body had taken just days before.
A door opened, and a hand was laid on his shoulder gently.
"Kouyou, he's gone," he heard Reita whisper, trying to pull him off. Like a damn breaking, his tears flooded out, grief stricken sobs tumbling out past quivering lips. "N-No!" he cried, "He's not gone - Aoi, please! I don't want you to fade away, don't leave me alone! God, I prayed for him, now deliver my prayers and grant me my one wish!"
More hands grabbed him, pulling him away despite his vehement protests. A needle prick, and he fell into blissful peace.
***
Amber eyes stared blankly out the window, observing the rain that hadn't stopped for days. "Even the sky is crying," he murmured, "These are rains of sadness, not purity...." Standing up, he brushed past the bedroom and into the kitchen. A ringed hand briefly bumped into a mug - Aoi's favorite. Biting his lip, Uruha turned away. A small labeled bottle pocketed, then taken out after a moment. Its meager contents consumed, and vision blurring - with tears, or with drugged bliss?
A mere shadow of his former self, a soul that had been smothered by drowning days and unchanging dreams. Hands moist with fallen tears of pent up frustration reflected the pain when he thought of the other man. Phone calls were heard with blocked ears, and a broken spirit. Within his shell, he could almost feel happiness tinged with agony - a reminder that joy must be matched with pain. Even here, his salvation was suspended in vagueness - insanity, or naive ignorance?
Fingers silently counted every relic - every treasured token that the brunette had left behind. Plush lips mouthed the name that couldn't be said anymore - treasuring it with what they could. Hands grabbed at empty air, reaching for something that wasn't there - an unsatisfied dream.
"What do you want from me?" he whispered, glancing at a picture of them, of the days of yesterday and happiness, "What else can I give? Come here - I want you, I need you!"
Collapsing against the ground, he sobbed quietly. "Aoi..." he muttered, uttering the brunette's name for the first time in weeks, "Yuu, are you happy? Please tell me you are...If you're happy then don't pause in your joy, I'll be there soon."
For the first time since forever, he went to sleep with Aoi's name still on his lips.
A/N: Wow, I'm alive :O I've been suffering from the worst case of unable-to-finish-fic syndrome ever haha. I love Guren a lot, it's one of my favorite songs. There are lot of the lyrics from the song hidden inside the lines, so that would be why it's still classified as a song fic. I do realize that the actual song is about a fetus, but I wanted to interpret it differently, since I think that it holds a lot more meanings, regardless of whether or not Ruki realized it while writing :) Hope you enjoy~