"vanitas." - Kyo/Ruki - 1/1.
Title: vanitas.
Chapters: 1/1.
Author: route337
Genre: Romance.
Rating: PG.
Band: Dir en grey, the GazettE.
Pairing: Kyo/Ruki.
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: Am a liar.
Summary: Kyo's scars were bleeding, but all the pain is inside his head.
Kyo's scars were bleeding; the blood felt hot against his skin, and he wondered if he had rendered himself numb after years and years of fulfilling expectations. How heavy is blood? How heavy is the feeling of loneliness? But the heart is just a muscle, it cannot feel any pain. All the pain is inside his head.
It always rained. There was hail sometimes too, but never snow. There was never that innocence which they found so much pleasure in tainting. Their whole lives were tainted, and so it felt only natural to possess that need to taint something which was not theirs. Ruki dropped to his knees, and pressing tissues against Kyo's skin, he said, "One day you are going to destroy yourself."
What made Ruki think that he knew Kyo so well? There was something in Kyo's eyes that said that this world was not enough, that he needed to grasp the straws of something revolutionary. Kyo said, "I won't drag you along with me, then."
All the pain was inside his head; he had too much in his life to feel actual physical pain. He could feel Ruki's heartbeat through his shirt, unsteady and nervous, as if the sight of Kyo's mess was something new. Of course it wasn't; too many times had Ruki witnessed moments of insanity, but something in their calmness made Ruki realise that this was not like all the other times.
Ruki was a generalisation of all the pretty boys with too much money; Kyo was an abstraction of the kind of genius that comes along once in a century. Kyo felt sorry not only for himself, but for everybody else for creating standards that now felt impossible to reach.
Ruki pressed his lips against Kyo's temple, against dry blonde hair. There were too many actions and not enough words, but what else can you say? That Kyo is wrong, that both of them are fools with no understanding? It was raining outside, but Ruki's body was so warm, and his clothes so soft, and his lips so sweet that Kyo saw little reason in letting go just yet.
Perhaps tomorrow, when his scars have healed.
Chapters: 1/1.
Author: route337
Genre: Romance.
Rating: PG.
Band: Dir en grey, the GazettE.
Pairing: Kyo/Ruki.
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: Am a liar.
Summary: Kyo's scars were bleeding, but all the pain is inside his head.
Kyo's scars were bleeding; the blood felt hot against his skin, and he wondered if he had rendered himself numb after years and years of fulfilling expectations. How heavy is blood? How heavy is the feeling of loneliness? But the heart is just a muscle, it cannot feel any pain. All the pain is inside his head.
It always rained. There was hail sometimes too, but never snow. There was never that innocence which they found so much pleasure in tainting. Their whole lives were tainted, and so it felt only natural to possess that need to taint something which was not theirs. Ruki dropped to his knees, and pressing tissues against Kyo's skin, he said, "One day you are going to destroy yourself."
What made Ruki think that he knew Kyo so well? There was something in Kyo's eyes that said that this world was not enough, that he needed to grasp the straws of something revolutionary. Kyo said, "I won't drag you along with me, then."
All the pain was inside his head; he had too much in his life to feel actual physical pain. He could feel Ruki's heartbeat through his shirt, unsteady and nervous, as if the sight of Kyo's mess was something new. Of course it wasn't; too many times had Ruki witnessed moments of insanity, but something in their calmness made Ruki realise that this was not like all the other times.
Ruki was a generalisation of all the pretty boys with too much money; Kyo was an abstraction of the kind of genius that comes along once in a century. Kyo felt sorry not only for himself, but for everybody else for creating standards that now felt impossible to reach.
Ruki pressed his lips against Kyo's temple, against dry blonde hair. There were too many actions and not enough words, but what else can you say? That Kyo is wrong, that both of them are fools with no understanding? It was raining outside, but Ruki's body was so warm, and his clothes so soft, and his lips so sweet that Kyo saw little reason in letting go just yet.
Perhaps tomorrow, when his scars have healed.