Post by Aqua on Sept 2, 2012 0:29:43 GMT -5
This is in response to an old story... Remember Darkness? Welp its an AU short Miri wrote and well... I just wanted to... Give it a response~
www.youtube.com/watch?v=souUZjB2DwE
Darkness.
It encases a mind I know only so well, covering it in a deep and endless rage. My own mind reflecting its surface, I can feel its inkiness from this distance.
My heart shudders as I awake from my slumber, glancing to my side I see the echo of the apartment greet me. Just an echo, something missing. My lips twist into a frown as I feel my heart shuddering. Slowly I lift my head, casting my blue gaze around the room. Just as slow I lift my torso up and whisper one, lonely word into the air.
"neku."
Rage. Pure, unadulterated fury. Consuming and feasting.
Fingers dig into my skull as I gasp out in fear. Anger, anger, anger... No, something darker than even rage. Pain, it brings pain to my half awake mind. Gasping I falling from the couch and onto the floor, groaning and moaning.
Something is wrong.
Very wrong.
Satisfaction. Arrogance.
Huffing, I drag myself to my feet, nearly crumpling under the pure force of the sudden waves of HUNGER, WANT, GREED, NEED. But beyond that I feel an utter coolness. I need to grasp onto this coolness, I need to steady my feet.
"...neku?"
Normally he would be by my side by now, trying to suppress his emotions as I have done for him. Something must be wrong. He must be having a nightmare...
Intelligence, not as a feeling, but a thought floats past my consciousness and I crash my way to Neku's bedroom. Slamming myself into the door I fall in. But what I see isn't what I'm expecting.
Slated lust, craving for more.
He's not in his room, where is he?
Neku...? Neku? NEKU!
My feet grow steady as I slip on my shoes and dash out the door. Feet pounding down the stairs and body crashing open the door. The crisp, night air filling my lungs. Stumbling over my feet a moment I push forward.
I need to find him, need to save him.
"Where are yo--?"
A shout is heard, its faint, its distant.
Its fear. Not my own. Almost an after thought of guilt.
I walk aimlessly, wandering around, worried and lost. Not knowing if I should be concerned or not, "This is Neku... He can take care of himself." I bow my head as I walk.
My ears catch a sound, a heavy flapping. I turn as I hear feet touch the ground. I can barely sense the fear, but I can taste the RAGE. A darkness sweeps this man before me, his glowing green eyes meeting mine as I glare at him, intensity almost three fourths the strength I feel echoing in me.
My feet shift and then plant, arms cross over my chest as my hips sway a bit and head shakes. My bangs are forced out of my eyes as I speak, calling out the name of the man I love, the being before me, "Neku."
FEAR.
Nearly silent, but loud enough I can hear it, rings clear and true. What does he have to fear? My poor cheri.
But he just brushes his hair behind one ear as I glare intensely at him, not angry, just cold. Then I speak, no, I demand, “What the hell do you think you’re doing, Neku Sakuraba?!”
Fear echos again.
He smiles to me.
“Whatever makes you so sure that that is still my name, Miss Priss?”
I frown at him, glare lowering in power. Something in me recognizes the challenge, understands that the natural response should be to run. I should go and get help, but this is Neku, MY NEKU. No matter what he says, he can't push me away.
So I narrow my eyes to slits and I answer him with the only response I can think of. Something I know that if Neku even cared the slightest still for me would make some sort of break through. Maybe make him calm down. For he is where the darkness is coming from, "You promised me to never become him!"
---
May possibly write more... probably won't though.
Either way... I hope at least you get to enjoy this~<3
www.youtube.com/watch?v=souUZjB2DwE
Darkness.
It encases a mind I know only so well, covering it in a deep and endless rage. My own mind reflecting its surface, I can feel its inkiness from this distance.
My heart shudders as I awake from my slumber, glancing to my side I see the echo of the apartment greet me. Just an echo, something missing. My lips twist into a frown as I feel my heart shuddering. Slowly I lift my head, casting my blue gaze around the room. Just as slow I lift my torso up and whisper one, lonely word into the air.
"neku."
Rage. Pure, unadulterated fury. Consuming and feasting.
Fingers dig into my skull as I gasp out in fear. Anger, anger, anger... No, something darker than even rage. Pain, it brings pain to my half awake mind. Gasping I falling from the couch and onto the floor, groaning and moaning.
Something is wrong.
Very wrong.
Satisfaction. Arrogance.
Huffing, I drag myself to my feet, nearly crumpling under the pure force of the sudden waves of HUNGER, WANT, GREED, NEED. But beyond that I feel an utter coolness. I need to grasp onto this coolness, I need to steady my feet.
"...neku?"
Normally he would be by my side by now, trying to suppress his emotions as I have done for him. Something must be wrong. He must be having a nightmare...
Intelligence, not as a feeling, but a thought floats past my consciousness and I crash my way to Neku's bedroom. Slamming myself into the door I fall in. But what I see isn't what I'm expecting.
Slated lust, craving for more.
He's not in his room, where is he?
Neku...? Neku? NEKU!
My feet grow steady as I slip on my shoes and dash out the door. Feet pounding down the stairs and body crashing open the door. The crisp, night air filling my lungs. Stumbling over my feet a moment I push forward.
I need to find him, need to save him.
"Where are yo--?"
A shout is heard, its faint, its distant.
Its fear. Not my own. Almost an after thought of guilt.
I walk aimlessly, wandering around, worried and lost. Not knowing if I should be concerned or not, "This is Neku... He can take care of himself." I bow my head as I walk.
My ears catch a sound, a heavy flapping. I turn as I hear feet touch the ground. I can barely sense the fear, but I can taste the RAGE. A darkness sweeps this man before me, his glowing green eyes meeting mine as I glare at him, intensity almost three fourths the strength I feel echoing in me.
My feet shift and then plant, arms cross over my chest as my hips sway a bit and head shakes. My bangs are forced out of my eyes as I speak, calling out the name of the man I love, the being before me, "Neku."
FEAR.
Nearly silent, but loud enough I can hear it, rings clear and true. What does he have to fear? My poor cheri.
But he just brushes his hair behind one ear as I glare intensely at him, not angry, just cold. Then I speak, no, I demand, “What the hell do you think you’re doing, Neku Sakuraba?!”
Fear echos again.
He smiles to me.
“Whatever makes you so sure that that is still my name, Miss Priss?”
I frown at him, glare lowering in power. Something in me recognizes the challenge, understands that the natural response should be to run. I should go and get help, but this is Neku, MY NEKU. No matter what he says, he can't push me away.
So I narrow my eyes to slits and I answer him with the only response I can think of. Something I know that if Neku even cared the slightest still for me would make some sort of break through. Maybe make him calm down. For he is where the darkness is coming from, "You promised me to never become him!"
---
May possibly write more... probably won't though.
Either way... I hope at least you get to enjoy this~<3
