Slowly, he pushes the door: it’s open. It doesn’t surprise him, not really…nothing surprises him at all. The only thing that bothers him is white: whiteness is everywhere around him. He doesn’t like it: this white silence bothers him. The only sound to be heard is the sound of his own heart and breath.

Everything sounds so…numb. So dull.

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 “Red or black?”

The scarf is big and a little fuzzy: he likes it. But what he likes the most is the deep, rich, and dark ruby color. Looks like wine, like heavy and dry wine.

Heavy and dry. Well, heavy and him seems more like a joke: yet there is this “seems”. Deep inside, Shinya knows: once, there was a time when he felt that unbelievable ( Read more... )

Die looks…so casual. Almost as if nothing happened. As if they just haven't made love.

There’s a cold hand squeezing his stomach. Reaching from his  insides. So chilling.

Suddenly, Shinya is scared. And he believes he’s just done the biggest mistake.

“Say something!”

This is not his voice. Not so squaky. So weak. Shinya has ( Read more... )

Title: About sleepless nights and other details

Ghost whisperer: iced_eowyn (with kuroi kitsune, sevia whispering along with shadows)
Band/Artists: Dir en grey
Pairing:  Die/Shinya
Genre: walking down the shore and feeling the wet heavy sand under my bare feet
Rating: Harmless...more or less.

…when did my nails become this long? I swear ( Read more... )