A/N: Happy belated birthday, Kaye! (what stars are) This is written for you, I hope you will like it and that you had a great day! Many thanks to mew (mew-tsubaki) for betareading!

Fairytale Dischord

Once upon a time there was a boy who had become doomed to be alone. His blonde hair would never be pulled through anyone's fingers; his steel grey eyes would never be looked into and drowned in.

Not because he was cursed, or anything like that. Not because this was some fairytale where the evil god mother put a spell on him because she didn't approve of his pretty face. Because there wouldn't be a happy ending, there wouldn't be someone to save him with a kiss, break the curse, and live happily ever after.

This was reality, and reality isn't pretty, baby. It's dark and black and dirty and polluted with anger, dishonesty, and fighting.

So, our dear boy, who isn't the hero, was alone. And it was in a way his fault, so he couldn't really complain. And wasn't it almost so, that a part of him was happy not to have to come up with all the usual regretful words of "I shouldn't have done it," "please take me back," and "I'll never do it again" because it was too tiring to pretend being remorseful? No one would listen, anyway, so it didn't matter what he felt.

And even if someone would have listened, they would just have laughed in his face. Because haven't you gotten it yet? The world doesn't work like that. There are no happy endings, no reuniting underneath a sunset, and no kisses that makes you whole again.

There are only people who are getting hurt or are hurting someone. It's a circle that begins with the first "I hate you" and ends not until they are both dead and forgotten.

You may wonder what our main character did to have to endure this painful, cold, and lonely life. Don't. It's much easier that way. The tale of him and his actions is a story that could make you pity him, or that could make you hate him. And neither is requited.

He shouldn't be pitied because that isn't fair to her.

And he shouldn't be hated because that isn't fair to him.

They both did wrong, and they would never be able to mend it. Now you might think, but if we aren't going to get to hear this story, why bring it up?

The answer is simple. They are the perfect example of a romance that began as a regular "good boy falls for the bad girl" story and ended in disaster. A disaster so huge that there's fire all around them, that a hole was created and pulled not only themselves down, but everyone in their surroundings with them.

It's a story of how two young people can create something that will affect the physics of the world; it's the story of how they themselves caused everything to go wrong. It's a story so full of hatred and darkness and it's a story where another kind of war begins and it's a story where the war won't end.

Not today, not tomorrow. And no one, not one single person, will get a happy ending. And it was all because of them.

So, the boy who was doomed to be alone had brought his doom upon himself. Of course he didn't deserve a "happily ever after"—you'll have to be content with a "The End" this time, baby.