[ drabble ] utopia (rei/sakura)
Title: Utopia
Fandom: Code:Breaker
Pairing: Ogami Rei/Sakurakouji Sakura
Theme: Paradise
Rating: T
Words: 500
Warnings: Spoilers again? Better to be safe than sorry.
Notes: I finally got some Code:Breaker icons. Rocking out with Rei right now, though.
utopia
there’s a reason they don’t exist.
.
.
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It’s almost bittersweet when he gazes at her, the Rare Kind power spilling from the curves of her body. They consume him; smother him underneath their weight, beg for him to hold them close, even as she drains the vitality from his core. He knows she’s still in there, still breathing, still longing, wanting, lusting, still undeniably intoxicating. He knows, because he can feel her-“I love you. I just love you so, so much.”- hears her voice breathing out, help me, help me, against his ear.
He has no choice-he’s the reason she became like this, again.
“Sakura,” he whispers, holding the Rare Kind close, listening to the sounds of her lips curving up against his cheek, her breath huffing into his ears as he cradles her, “I want you to come back to me.”
The vessel that is Sakurakouji Sakura smirks bitterly in his arms, draining his life further. His flames struggle to stay lit, to stay bright, to keep their protective hold on her body as she releases her power full-force again-he senses the luminescence fading from his eyes, knows she’s killing him slowly, slowly, slowly, making him suffer as deeply as he had to her.
He never thought loving someone could be this cruel.
“I need you to come back to me,” he continues, tightening his hold on her, and by equal measure, increases the pain in his core. She’s got her fingertips wrapped around his heart now, gripping onto it, pulling threads of strength from it as maliciously as a frightened child would to a spider web. He feels her essence flowing through his veins even as her Rare Kind power brims from his center. “I can feel you, Sakura, I know you’re in there. I know you can hear me.”
He can feel his heart crumbling in her palms, his blue eyes falling shut.
It’s all falling-the sky, the other Code:Breakers, the love he feels for her, his body-everything’s falling.
There’s nothing else he can say but this: “I… I love you, Sakurakouji Sakura.”
There’s a flinch in her grip on his origin, on his vitality, a slight shiver in his arms. He wonders if it’s because the sound of his voice is flowing directly into her mind, or because his lips are moving against her ear, her vital point.
He smiles, is it really that simple?
Something shakes inside her. Something reacts to his touch on her ear, the breaths on the weakest part of her, something feels each measure of his voice, each rise and fall of his breathing. Something feels it, and responds to it: Her lips touch his exhausted, barely awake mouth, breathing life back into him, shifting from Death God to the Goddess of Life in the span of one of his heartbeats. They’re sweet, gentle, soft against his, resonating with the love thrumming inside him.
He breathes against her face, “You’re late.”
.
end.
Fandom: Code:Breaker
Pairing: Ogami Rei/Sakurakouji Sakura
Theme: Paradise
Rating: T
Words: 500
Warnings: Spoilers again? Better to be safe than sorry.
Notes: I finally got some Code:Breaker icons. Rocking out with Rei right now, though.
utopia
there’s a reason they don’t exist.
.
.
.
It’s almost bittersweet when he gazes at her, the Rare Kind power spilling from the curves of her body. They consume him; smother him underneath their weight, beg for him to hold them close, even as she drains the vitality from his core. He knows she’s still in there, still breathing, still longing, wanting, lusting, still undeniably intoxicating. He knows, because he can feel her-“I love you. I just love you so, so much.”- hears her voice breathing out, help me, help me, against his ear.
He has no choice-he’s the reason she became like this, again.
“Sakura,” he whispers, holding the Rare Kind close, listening to the sounds of her lips curving up against his cheek, her breath huffing into his ears as he cradles her, “I want you to come back to me.”
The vessel that is Sakurakouji Sakura smirks bitterly in his arms, draining his life further. His flames struggle to stay lit, to stay bright, to keep their protective hold on her body as she releases her power full-force again-he senses the luminescence fading from his eyes, knows she’s killing him slowly, slowly, slowly, making him suffer as deeply as he had to her.
He never thought loving someone could be this cruel.
“I need you to come back to me,” he continues, tightening his hold on her, and by equal measure, increases the pain in his core. She’s got her fingertips wrapped around his heart now, gripping onto it, pulling threads of strength from it as maliciously as a frightened child would to a spider web. He feels her essence flowing through his veins even as her Rare Kind power brims from his center. “I can feel you, Sakura, I know you’re in there. I know you can hear me.”
He can feel his heart crumbling in her palms, his blue eyes falling shut.
It’s all falling-the sky, the other Code:Breakers, the love he feels for her, his body-everything’s falling.
There’s nothing else he can say but this: “I… I love you, Sakurakouji Sakura.”
There’s a flinch in her grip on his origin, on his vitality, a slight shiver in his arms. He wonders if it’s because the sound of his voice is flowing directly into her mind, or because his lips are moving against her ear, her vital point.
He smiles, is it really that simple?
Something shakes inside her. Something reacts to his touch on her ear, the breaths on the weakest part of her, something feels each measure of his voice, each rise and fall of his breathing. Something feels it, and responds to it: Her lips touch his exhausted, barely awake mouth, breathing life back into him, shifting from Death God to the Goddess of Life in the span of one of his heartbeats. They’re sweet, gentle, soft against his, resonating with the love thrumming inside him.
He breathes against her face, “You’re late.”
.
end.