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kinkfest2007-07-09 05:33 pm
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Shin Megami Tensei: Nocturne (Demi-feind/Futomimi)
Laryna6 is being dragged off kicking and screaming to the middle of Netless Nowhere for a couple of weeks, so I'm posting for her
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laryna6
Warnings: Seems to cut off at the end
Disclaimer: I don’t own SMT:N, Atlus does. Nor do I profit from this fanfiction.
WordCount: 304
Springkink prompt – July 9 #60 - Shin Megami Tensei: Nocturne, Shu (Demi-Fiend)/Futomimi: Hair worship - "I wish I could give you even more than the world"
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Shura waited for his lover at the gate of his people’s holy land.
It was forbidden to him no longer, but Futomimi did not ask Shura-who-had-been-Naoki to join him there.
They both remembered the events of his last journey therein.
The King of the Demons that dwelt within what had once been the human world and the Seer of the Manikins that were the remnants of those humans: their tale was legend, how the two who had been only half-human, only half able to forge a Reason had conceived of this Peace between them.
But, “Do you regret it? Do you regret not restoring your world?” was the question Futomimi did not forsee himself ever asking, as much as it trembled on his lips. The old world was for him the world of his sin, but for Naoki who had rejected that name…
He had (for)seen the monstrous acts of Shura’s friends, the death of the teacher he had almost loved, how it would drive Shura to reject restoring the world of humans, the world of such evil. And he had done nothing to stop it, had asked Shura to be his guide, had spoken words he knew would cause the boy to love him with the coldness of the human killer he had once been.
And Shura loved him, but his love for Shura would forever be tainted with his guilt in this world eternal.
And as Shura twined fingers through Futomimi’s hair, murmuring as he had a hundred times before how it was more beautiful when it was free, as the demon that had defeated Kagatsuchi itself bowed his head to nuzzle the neck of his tamer, Futomimi felt as cruel as the human he had once been.
Shura was happy, this was the world he had been led to want, but…
Author:
laryna6Warnings: Seems to cut off at the end
Disclaimer: I don’t own SMT:N, Atlus does. Nor do I profit from this fanfiction.
WordCount: 304
Springkink prompt – July 9 #60 - Shin Megami Tensei: Nocturne, Shu (Demi-Fiend)/Futomimi: Hair worship - "I wish I could give you even more than the world"
-
Shura waited for his lover at the gate of his people’s holy land.
It was forbidden to him no longer, but Futomimi did not ask Shura-who-had-been-Naoki to join him there.
They both remembered the events of his last journey therein.
The King of the Demons that dwelt within what had once been the human world and the Seer of the Manikins that were the remnants of those humans: their tale was legend, how the two who had been only half-human, only half able to forge a Reason had conceived of this Peace between them.
But, “Do you regret it? Do you regret not restoring your world?” was the question Futomimi did not forsee himself ever asking, as much as it trembled on his lips. The old world was for him the world of his sin, but for Naoki who had rejected that name…
He had (for)seen the monstrous acts of Shura’s friends, the death of the teacher he had almost loved, how it would drive Shura to reject restoring the world of humans, the world of such evil. And he had done nothing to stop it, had asked Shura to be his guide, had spoken words he knew would cause the boy to love him with the coldness of the human killer he had once been.
And Shura loved him, but his love for Shura would forever be tainted with his guilt in this world eternal.
And as Shura twined fingers through Futomimi’s hair, murmuring as he had a hundred times before how it was more beautiful when it was free, as the demon that had defeated Kagatsuchi itself bowed his head to nuzzle the neck of his tamer, Futomimi felt as cruel as the human he had once been.
Shura was happy, this was the world he had been led to want, but…
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Fabulous. It's sad, definitely a little bit creepy, and very, very clever. Love it :).
*hugs*
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