[Joshua + Shota!Rou] Hole In My Heart
set in the universe of Deadman Wonderland, where both are users of the 'Branch of Sin' and are imprisoned.
When he first entered the crazy world that was the Deadman Wonderland, Hijikata really couldn't find it within himself to be too bothered by the sights that greeted him. He knew most people would freak but... honestly, he really couldn't mind it at all. It was hard to look troubled by the sight of bloodshed and violence when that was the only thing he had ever known since he was a child. Or rather, ever since the Great Tokyo Earthquake a decade ago. Life had never been kind to those who had been stuck and lost in the rubble and debris left in the aftermath.
In the disaster that had struck Japan ten years ago, there were countless who had lost what was important to them - be it homes or close ones or something else of equal worth. Hijikata supposed he had been one of those lost too, for the first thing he could remember was the sight of dead bodies littered before him, their soulless, lifeless eyes piercing relentlessly into his own.
Most would have lost their wits at the gruesome sight, but all the teenager could feel was... dullness. Somehow, he simply couldn't find himself bothered by the sight of the dead just lying before him - if anything, it was the vision of red that aroused his interest more than anything else. Seeing how the blood splattered across the earth, how the earth soaked it in and turned crimson with its colour. There was a detached sort of fascination about that, and possibly the only thing he could contribute to an 'emotion'.
After all, he could feel nothing else - even as he killed one after another for some reason or another. The sight of red against everything else was just the only thing that ever got his interest. Even his own, when he was finally apprehended by the police force when the law caught up to his murders. It didn't take long after that before he entered Japan's one and only fully publicly operated prison, and soon after that he was shuttled off to the G-Block of the area. The home where all of the Deadman so far that had been caught were.
He was given a cell of his own once he was there, along with his stage name for his first Carnival Corpse scheduled by the next day or so. The name he was thinking with some wonder on now as he went down the hallway quietly, his few possessions in hand as he thought over the name he was given now again and again.
Sparrow.
When he first entered the crazy world that was the Deadman Wonderland, Hijikata really couldn't find it within himself to be too bothered by the sights that greeted him. He knew most people would freak but... honestly, he really couldn't mind it at all. It was hard to look troubled by the sight of bloodshed and violence when that was the only thing he had ever known since he was a child. Or rather, ever since the Great Tokyo Earthquake a decade ago. Life had never been kind to those who had been stuck and lost in the rubble and debris left in the aftermath.
In the disaster that had struck Japan ten years ago, there were countless who had lost what was important to them - be it homes or close ones or something else of equal worth. Hijikata supposed he had been one of those lost too, for the first thing he could remember was the sight of dead bodies littered before him, their soulless, lifeless eyes piercing relentlessly into his own.
Most would have lost their wits at the gruesome sight, but all the teenager could feel was... dullness. Somehow, he simply couldn't find himself bothered by the sight of the dead just lying before him - if anything, it was the vision of red that aroused his interest more than anything else. Seeing how the blood splattered across the earth, how the earth soaked it in and turned crimson with its colour. There was a detached sort of fascination about that, and possibly the only thing he could contribute to an 'emotion'.
After all, he could feel nothing else - even as he killed one after another for some reason or another. The sight of red against everything else was just the only thing that ever got his interest. Even his own, when he was finally apprehended by the police force when the law caught up to his murders. It didn't take long after that before he entered Japan's one and only fully publicly operated prison, and soon after that he was shuttled off to the G-Block of the area. The home where all of the Deadman so far that had been caught were.
He was given a cell of his own once he was there, along with his stage name for his first Carnival Corpse scheduled by the next day or so. The name he was thinking with some wonder on now as he went down the hallway quietly, his few possessions in hand as he thought over the name he was given now again and again.
Sparrow.