[Yami no Matsuei] "Fatal Beauty" (PG-13)
Author's Note: Written for "fic_promptly" Any, any, it's always your favorite sins that do you in.. Spoilers for the climax of the Kyoto File. WARNING: Violence.
Muraki was sure that the restraints would hold the shinigami, as he turned from the slab to the console and typed the commands on the locks that sealed the life support tank that contained what remained of his worst enemy. He was sure that the half-breed was too catatonic from the shock of being kidnapped and held for three days to move, much less get off the slab.
His violet-eyed obsession, the mysterious being whose face he'd first seen in a photograph in one of his grandfather's patient files, as well as a series of photographs the old man had collected from the sites of several disasters, long after the patient's suicide. And then the sighting he'd made at the site of the Kobe earthquake of 1995. He had longed for the shinigami since he'd first seen the photograph of the beautiful violet-eyed man, first with youthful ardor, then with an adult desire, and finally with a monomaniacal lust, not just for a moment of passion, but also for the shinigami's ability to heal from any injury.
Yet despite what he had done to the shinigami, he heard a soft footfall a moment before he felt one of his own blades stab into his back.
The things one lusts for the most, the sins one indulges in most often are always ones downfall. Just as the Watcher angels found themselves shut out of heaven because they loved humanity too much, so his lust for Tsuzuki had lead him to this painful end...
Muraki was sure that the restraints would hold the shinigami, as he turned from the slab to the console and typed the commands on the locks that sealed the life support tank that contained what remained of his worst enemy. He was sure that the half-breed was too catatonic from the shock of being kidnapped and held for three days to move, much less get off the slab.
His violet-eyed obsession, the mysterious being whose face he'd first seen in a photograph in one of his grandfather's patient files, as well as a series of photographs the old man had collected from the sites of several disasters, long after the patient's suicide. And then the sighting he'd made at the site of the Kobe earthquake of 1995. He had longed for the shinigami since he'd first seen the photograph of the beautiful violet-eyed man, first with youthful ardor, then with an adult desire, and finally with a monomaniacal lust, not just for a moment of passion, but also for the shinigami's ability to heal from any injury.
Yet despite what he had done to the shinigami, he heard a soft footfall a moment before he felt one of his own blades stab into his back.
The things one lusts for the most, the sins one indulges in most often are always ones downfall. Just as the Watcher angels found themselves shut out of heaven because they loved humanity too much, so his lust for Tsuzuki had lead him to this painful end...