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"No, he's too oblivious about my feelings towards him..."
Hakuren swatted Teito's hand away from his face, upset.
"You should let him know soon, unless someone else, either guy or girl, has an eye on him."
"I know someone else who does have an eye on him... but it's too much for me to handle at this time."
"I guess all I have to say to my friend is good luck," Teito sympathized with the blond.
"Is there anyone you like, either male or female...?"
"...yes, I like someone and have always been crushing and in love with him for years..."
"Is it Mikage...?"
"Yes, it's him. Even though he's gone for so long... I'm still in love with him," Teito answered, sadly looking up at the sky.
"Were you ever going to tell him how you feel...?"
"Yes, there was a time, but it was too late... because he was gone right before my eyes!" The brunette stood up, excusing himself. "I should go ahead and look for Frau and continue my training. I'll see you in the room later tonight, Hakuren."
Hakuren watched the love of his life walk away. He clutched his fists together onto his own uniform, looking up at the sky angrily. "Look what you've done to the man I love, Mikage! Why couldn't it be me? It will never be me!" he spat, crying his violet eyes out.
The end.
Beta'ed by MysteryPT.
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Genre: anime
07-Ghost
The Death of Krowell
Chapter 1: The Death of Krowell
I have so many feelings about Ayanami, and this is what happened. I also wanted to write about big brother Krom.
"Krowell, are you alright?" Krom watched his little brother with worry. Ever since they had returned from Barsburg, his already withdrawn brother had closed himself off even more, barely interacting with the rest of the family anymore. The only one he still seemed to talk to was his friend Yukikaze.
Sometimes Krom saw both of them scurrying through the library, borrowing mythology books as well as fairy tales. This was a little strange and out of character for the usually serious Krowell, who had always regarded myths as unnecessary and childish.
"Where are you going?" Slowly, Krowell turned around, his violet eyes flashing with badly hidden pain.
"Just to the gardens," Krowell replied hesitantly.
"In the middle of the night?" Krom asked, taking a step forward. Seeing that his brother wasn't moving, Krom crossed the distance between them entirely and came to a halt right in front of his brother. "And with a bag?"
Krowell was still a head and a half smaller than him, unlike Kreuz, who, despite being younger, had always been nearly Krom's height and was more of a twin than a little brother. Krowell appeared so young and frail compared to them, wise beyond his age and strong enough to be tutored alongside his brothers for most of his life despite their age differences. Nevertheless, Krom worried. Krowell was still a child, and as his older brother, and for once not as the crown prince, it was Krom's duty to look out for him.
Krom opened his arms and carefully pulled his younger brother into a hug. Krowell tensed at first but then eased into the embrace, going as far as resting his head on Krom's shoulder.
"You know you can talk to me about everything, right? And Kreuz too, he worries enough about us as it is."
"Ich bin Verloren, Krom," Krowell whispered in old Raggs. (I'm lost, Krom.)
"Eh? You're not lost. You know the castle better than me and Kreuz together, and you can always come to us if there's something wrong," Krom replied calmly, wondering what he had missed in Krowell's life that had made his brother feel alone like this.
"You misunderstood me. I'm Verloren."
Krom frowned. That sounded impossible, ridiculous, and he would have thought it a joke if not for the way Krowell's hands dug into his shirt. "So what? You're still my brother-"
"I've been exiled from Raggs by the king," Krowell interrupted him. "I'll be going to Barsburg together with Yukikaze and joining the military."
Then Krowell pulled away from Krom, fixed his appearance, and looked his older brother straight in the eyes.
"Please don't attempt to stop me."
"Krowell-"
"Brother, please. I have to be gone by sunrise, and I'd like to have passed the border by then."
Krom mustered his brother, taking in the dark circles around his eyes, the trembling of his hands, and how hard he forced himself to breathe flatly. Then Krom reached behind his neck and took off the necklace he was wearing, only to put it around Krowell's neck.
"What are you doing-"
"Give this back to me when you can come home," Krom said, smiling. "It's a promise, alright?"
Krowell nodded and then turned around. He lingered in that position for a while before raising his left arm and rubbing over his eyes with the back of his hand. Then he marched forward, away from his brother and towards his friend waiting for him at the end of the hall.
Imagine you're a 14-year-old and get hit by the fact that you're a freaking death god who is to blame for the death of the only person you loved, and now everyone hates you, and also God - who you know is real - killed you. Never mind that there's something wrong with your mind; you're still confused by love as a concept, and your father throws you out of your home, leaving you alone to cope with that. I'm sure he had a hell of a hard time, with nightmares, trauma, and everything else included.
Even though I don't agree with the things Ayanami did, I feel very sorry for Krowell and want to keep this small baby safe. Also, nobody can tell me that Krom didn't know who killed him, and that old Raggs wasn't German - fight me. And Ayanami probably did feel some familial attachment to Teito (the whole coat thing?) and Krowell actually did love his family before his life got messed up by memories he shouldn't have gained.
So, Krom named Teito after his precious little brother; that's a thing here too. And for those who didn't get it, "verloren" (adjective) is German for "lost."
I'm wondering if I should continue this. Maybe some good end or the canon bad end. Well, it depends on you. Thanks for reading! I'd love to hear what you think!
And with that, Wahrheit Krowell Raggs died. Okay, so imagine you're a 14-year-old and get hit by the fact that you're a freaking death god who is to blame for the death of the only person you loved, and now everyone hates you, and also God - who you know is real - killed you. Never mind that there's something wrong with your mind; you're still confused by love as a concept, and your father throws you out of your home, leaving you alone to cope with that. I'm sure he had a hell of a hard time, with nightmares, trauma, and everything else included.
Genre: anime
07-Ghost
Chapter 1: Phantom X Chapter 1: Welcome to Dometh
Welcome to Dometh