Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Confessional ❯ One-Shot

Disclaimer: Nope. No ownage here...

Warnings: Blood, death, crucifixion, implied yaoi, and Farfie being his usual, sick self.

O_O I don't know where the hell this came from... but here it is. I hope ya'll like it... ::cringes:: Review, k? (Oh, and I am so not Catholic, so... yeah, you'll understand once you read ::cringes again:: Don't yell at me)

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Confessional

by Strawberry Daquiri

"Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned," The voice was deep and rough, with a hint of an Irish accent, "It has been seven years since my last confession."

"The Lord forgives all sin, my child. What have you to confess?" A low chuckle pierced the almost deafening silence.

"I betrayed my lover last night. I slept with another man."

"A... another man?"

"Yes, Father. He was tall and slender, with porcelain white skin and blood red hair- completely the opposite of my lover," The priest cleared his throat.

"Your... lover... Is it a-"

"A man? Oh, no Father. Not at all," Another low chuckle, and the priest could barely see the gleam of a single, golden eye in the darkness, behind the screen.

"That's... that's good."

"He's *only* fifteen," The priest coughed in sudden surprise, staring at the pale face through the thick screen. The golden eye flashed mischievously.

"I... see... But, surely these aren't the only sins you've committed in the past seven years, child?"

"No... but there are many. Too many to name today. I will come back again," There was a rustle of clothing, movement, and then an added, "Oh, and Father? You might want to check on your... congregation..."

The priest stepped out of the confessional booth, but the young man was nowhere to be seen. A slight feeling of concern washed over the old priest as he slowly walked towards the two large, oaken doors, placing a hand on one, and listening. No sound came from within, though, he hadn't really expected any, because anyone who would be there, would be praying. Carefully, he pushed the door open, and a gasp fell from his lips at the scene before him.

Upon the large cross at the front of the room, a man hung, nailed by hands and feet, limp and lifeless, and covered in his own blood, and a crown of thorns had been placed on his head. At his feet, three other bodies, a woman and two children, bowed, kneeling, with their faces to the ground in a huge puddle of blood. Behind all this, upon a large, white wall- deep red messy, childlike handwriting.

"Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned."

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You all have the right to exclaim WTF?! now. ^_^ I hope you (who are sick in the head, like me) enjoyed this! Review, Review, REVIEW!! Thank you! ::Bows and skitters off with a blood covered Farfarello Muse::

Farfarello Muse: ::fading as SD drags him off:: THIS FIC HURT GOD!!!

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