Title: I loved him once upon a time.
By blinkie
I loved him once upon a time.
I loved his long red hair. It reminded me of sunsets on hazy summer days: the final glimpse of light before dark sets in. His hair never lost its shine even in the darkest nights.
It was a bright halo to a dying angel…
I loved washing and combing it, feeling the silky strands tangle in my fingers 'til they finally cascade down his back just like a waterfall. I think he loved it when I did that because I noticed he'd try to keep his hair clean and neat. But just like any other little boy, he'd horribly fail at that task. I didn't mind though, because that meant I get to run my hands through that magnificent mane again.
Though he cuts and tears it out in hate.
I loved his red eyes, his beautiful red eyes.
Even if they were always shadowed with pain and confusion.
I especially loved the way they sparkled with excitement whenever I brought him to the village. Oh, you just couldn't imagine his excitement! He'd buy candy in this stall, then run to the next to buy a slice of cake, then to the next and next and next until my wallet's nearly empty. That was fine with me. He was an angel, my little brother, and I loved him so much that I would do anything for him. I'd do anything to make him happy.
Because he lived a life of misery and loneliness.
….I think it would be safe to say that he was happy whenever he was with me.
But he's dead now. I killed him. And I never really regretted it because I killed him so he could live.
~end~
Author's note: Dokugakuji's feelings towards Gojyo are confusing. I wanted to explore them a bit more. Thus, this fic. I hope you liked it. I felt a bit sad when I wrote this and felt even sadder after.
I hope you understood the last lines of my fic ^__^
huggz, blinkie