The Sacrificial Lamb

Kyoko had always been in Sho's life, he couldn't quite recall a time when she hadn't been there. She'd always been sweet, demure, and energetic. She was easily hurt, easily pleased, and far too easily tricked. Where as Sho was almost the exact opposite, where Kyoko was giving Sho was selfish, where she was polite he was rude. Whatever Kyoko did he seemed to contradict, pulling away to the opposite end of the spectrum. So for every good quality Kyoko carried, Sho seemed to carry the bad quality. Which was what made them perfect, for opposites attract and fit together almost a bit too perfectly.

Sho wasn't one to let people step all over him, he stepped all over them and he stomped Kyoko down into the ground. He would've, at some point, stomped Kyoko into her grave had it not been for fates intervention. Kyoko had always been Sho's sacrificial lamb, the one he carried and would throw under the car of need be. Till then he depended on the lamb, who unselfishly served and loved so much that it could probably be counted as a mental illness for some. It was, perhaps, better she found out then and there at sixteen he didn't care rather than at their wedding day, thank god Sho ran away. It was better, because though it broke her heart into a million little pieces it did it sooner rather than later.

Sho threw away his lamb, his saving grace. He took the dagger in hand himself and tore the sweet lamb to pieces, and the spurting blood of it's wounds did not sicken him. He laughed in the face of it's pain, the tears and cold hard, murderous anger gathering in her eyes.

Sho sacrificed his lamb, and in her place rose a vengeful angel.

Because lambs are there for a reason, they are saving graces that are rarely loved, rarely appreciated when they should be loved beyond all reason. Sho threw away his grace, his gift and instead gained something dark and hurtful. All because he tossed her aside, a creatures who sacrifice in it's length and depth was breathtaking that so became her hate like her love.

The day that Sho realized he'd thrown away something good, he'd realized he'd gained something awful at the same time.

Sho had thrown away his saving grace, and when he truly fell there would be no one who truly understood him, no one like her to lift him up.

After all, that vengeful angel was the one that brought him down in the first place.