Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Nymphetamine ❯ If Beauty Is Pain I Must Be Fucking Gorgeous ( Chapter 6 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: MagicKnight-Nuala
this one's short I know, mainly a filler for my broken brain but it's still enjoyable =)
-Nuala

Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.13.2008 | Updated On: 08.13.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 975 | Visits: 147 | Status: Work In Progress

Nymphetamine
Disclaimer: Nope, I do not own them. This is an alternate Universe fic. And possibly a Crossover! And be for warned that there are a lot of my characters in this story. Also, there is a lot of sadness and rape and torture mixed with HINTS of love! Enjoy!
Back in the first person! Maybe Lime, you are warned! Yeah I totally lied last time and maybe this time but oh well. Enjoy!
Begin Chapter Five: If Beauty is Pain I must be Fucking Gorgeous
She said that I had gotten better, that I was beautiful, and that in some odd way I had learned what it was like to grow up. She said that she had always wanted to see me smile and I broke her heart when I cried. I told her it was my nature to do so and she just laughed it off. I always wished that I could smile like that…
I liked to take her picture…my favorite one was the time she cried. Because in the moonlight her tears shined like diamonds. So real…yet so broken.
She never knew I took that picture and now she never will. It's been stuffed in so many pockets at so many times that even now I don't know where it is. I die just thinking about it. We used to go shopping together and eat pints of ice cream on the couch when Inuyasha was being a pain in the ass and I felt like getting fat. She used to tell me that she was happy but how could she have been with all the tears that developed throughout the years. I liked it when she lied.
I hate it when she dies.
So I won't close my eyes. I like the darkness, it's always easier to hate there. She once told me that I was lonely, that should the time ever come and she was gone that darkness would be my only friend. I guess she wasn't lying.
I had pulled out that box first, not by mistake eager to open it. For four years it had been sitting in my closet collecting dust and catching up on the times from a distance. Now here it was, sitting in my now cluttered one bedroom apartment waiting for me to open it.
I'm only now keeping a calendar and I can't help but think how stupid I have been all these years as I gently cut the tape on the box. When it opens I can't help but stare, the soft lamp light illuminating parts of whatever was inside of it. I had gone to breakfast with Yusuke this morning half heartedly expecting a lazy conversation and a lousy meal. However I got neither. We had walked the streets of Tokyo until my feet wore out and the beautiful Christmas decorations and music had affected my brain.
Odd, because I had pulled out the tree expecting the same things as before: a lousy and tasteless decoration. How wrong I was. Amidst the dust it had gathered it still had Kagome's beauty concealed within and around it and for once in my life Christmas meant more to me then most things. It was no longer just a Holiday that I had celebrated with a bottle (or ten) of beer and wine; rather a time for me to think of all the things that I never would have done without Kagome. Just look back at them and laugh at myself.
Maybe next year I'll have the courage to make it better but this year, like the others, I bought a twenty four pack and I hate to see money go to waste.
It's three in the morning and I'm still curled up in my favorite chair (my only chair) watching the lights twinkle on that twelve inch tree seated in the windowsill. I counted the empty cans scattered around me like they were sheep in the field and I finally fell asleep at sixteen: ready to throw up but not yet weak enough to cry.