Darker Thoughts at Night Fall
Who: Ritsuka and Mukuro
When: Wednesday night
Where: Apartment G13
What: After this, Mukuro is coming to to check up on Ritsuka
Warnings: Angst and THE CUUUTE
He didn't know what was wrong with him. He didn't like these thoughts of death. He didn't want to think them. He almost wondered if they were his thoughts at all. But all the same he was having them. And he couldn't stop. He didn't know how. He didn't know what was wrong with him. If something was wrong with him at all. Ritsuka didn't want to have the thoughts he was having. It felt like something was making him have them. But no, that wasn't true. He was having the thoughts all on his own. But Ritsuka didn't feel that way. He was... well not happy, but happier. So why? Why couldn't he stop his thoughts about... Why hadn't he just realized that getting wings was some new strange event that always seemed to occur on the island. If the island could suddenly turn into a tropical one then it why had wings made him think he was dead. He supposed it had been so well timed. But that was just an excuse and no one liked excuses. Was it something else? Was it something he didn't know about? But he should know shouldn't he? He didn't know. He wasn't sure he knew anything anymore.
Ritsuka felt awful. He had worried Mukuro enough that the other was coming to check up on him. He hadn't meant... no, he probably had. If he hadn't meant what he had said or for anyone to see he would have made it private. Though making things private never seemed to turn out well for him. Ritsuka sat on the couch his ears drooped against his head. Even though he didn't want to think about it, even though he didn't like his thoughts... they went back towards everything and nothing. If he was dead then- NO! He shook his head and clutched at his temples, clutching his eyes shut. No... no he didn't want those thoughts. He didn't want them. They weren't HIS. He wasn't dead! He wasn't dead he wasn't dead he wasn't dead!
His body was shaking and he curled up tight.
"I'm not dead. I'm not dead."
He didn't want these thoughts. Why was he having them!
When: Wednesday night
Where: Apartment G13
What: After this, Mukuro is coming to to check up on Ritsuka
Warnings: Angst and THE CUUUTE
He didn't know what was wrong with him. He didn't like these thoughts of death. He didn't want to think them. He almost wondered if they were his thoughts at all. But all the same he was having them. And he couldn't stop. He didn't know how. He didn't know what was wrong with him. If something was wrong with him at all. Ritsuka didn't want to have the thoughts he was having. It felt like something was making him have them. But no, that wasn't true. He was having the thoughts all on his own. But Ritsuka didn't feel that way. He was... well not happy, but happier. So why? Why couldn't he stop his thoughts about... Why hadn't he just realized that getting wings was some new strange event that always seemed to occur on the island. If the island could suddenly turn into a tropical one then it why had wings made him think he was dead. He supposed it had been so well timed. But that was just an excuse and no one liked excuses. Was it something else? Was it something he didn't know about? But he should know shouldn't he? He didn't know. He wasn't sure he knew anything anymore.
Ritsuka felt awful. He had worried Mukuro enough that the other was coming to check up on him. He hadn't meant... no, he probably had. If he hadn't meant what he had said or for anyone to see he would have made it private. Though making things private never seemed to turn out well for him. Ritsuka sat on the couch his ears drooped against his head. Even though he didn't want to think about it, even though he didn't like his thoughts... they went back towards everything and nothing. If he was dead then- NO! He shook his head and clutched at his temples, clutching his eyes shut. No... no he didn't want those thoughts. He didn't want them. They weren't HIS. He wasn't dead! He wasn't dead he wasn't dead he wasn't dead!
His body was shaking and he curled up tight.
"I'm not dead. I'm not dead."
He didn't want these thoughts. Why was he having them!