It ‘feels’ surreal in many ways, like looking into a mirror and someone else looks back; a funhouse mirror perhaps, some distorted image that has replaced you in so many ways you just laugh and ignore it. Thoughts drowning on and on, how long had she been in this place, staring at a distorted mirror image, or perhaps she was the distorted image of the woman opposite of her? How hard was it to tell who was real? A blank canvas provided a backdrop, a white washed floor, and oozing, festering darkness lapped at the corners and edges of the room; the occasional plop as another piece infected and stained the white abyss.
“How long are you going to stare at me?” the woman of opposite or origin tilted her head and uncrossed her legs, this place provided a place to sit at the least.
“You’ve been rather quiet, it’s not like you” she continued to speak, a young women; perhaps in her early 20s, oriental in decent, a head of sloppily cut midnight, black hair followed by a stern gaze of hard set yellow eyes. Nanashi Lefevre, or at least what remained of the deceased woman. Nanashi had been dead almost a year it seemed, so the woman speaking in gentle tones either was a ghost, or a monster; the woman being questioned hoped for a ghost.
“It’s not every day I see dead people in my head…” the other woman spoke coarsely, a hint of ‘anger’ laced in her words. The blonde, blue eyed woman of 22 or 23 in appearance was her not of her own will, but by that of Nanashi. You could say the woman in capture was also a ghost, a leftover piece of a person who didn’t want to die, this was Ximawari. Both women were connected of course by ghosts; haunting memories of happiness, despair, hope, hatred, and of course love were both shared equally. The women should be the same person, one born after the other in the image of the original; after all strong hearts don’t want to die.
“Well it’s not every day I have to convince an imposter that the man she’s married too belongs to me” Nanashi smiled gently, a polite woman to be frank; she wouldn’t be as striking if it were not for the black ribbon tied neatly around her throat and the darkness clouding her veins. Nanashi was not a ghost as Ximawari had hoped, the woman was a heartless driven by memories trapped in a solitary ribbon both despised with reasons only know to the women.
“Nanashi I’ve told already…you died…I’m your Nobody! Nero died…Roexn is his Nobody! You are not alive anymore!” Ximawari snapped ‘bitterly’. This conversation had been going on for what seemed like ages, Nanashi going in and out of sanity it seemed; the ribbon going in and out of docility and ferocity.
“Ximawari, dearest you must understand I can’t sit by while you try to take what’s mine…If I were dead would we be hear talking?” Nanashi asked softly, as if scolding a child. Ximawari glared
“The ribbon is baiting you! You’re not human anymore! You’re not a Somebody! Nana you’re a Heartless!” Ximawari stood ‘angrily’ and pointed at the emblem engraved on Nanashi’s chest.
“You died! A heartless stole your heart and now you’re clinging to ideas that aren’t true!” Ximawari shouted trying to get through to Nanashi.
“Xima…there is no need to shout…we’re the only ones here in your mind dear” Nanashi smiled sweetly at her, showing a bit of pointed teeth. Ximawari sighed heavily and glared at her
“Nana…why are we hear?” she murmured sitting down.
“To merge conscious…in my favor of course…I need your body as mine is decaying the darkness I consumed is killed me” she smiled again and Ximawari glared.
“It doesn’t work like that Nanashi…I’m the one inhabiting this body” Ximawari sighed and looked ‘sadly’ at Nanashi. Nanashi stood
“No it does work like that…the Darkness told me…I just need to shed this body and take over yours! Isn’t wonderful! Roexn won’t even have to know because I’ll love him just as much as you could ever hope too!” Nanashi giggled and leaned closer to Ximawari.
“I know you’ve been having doubts about your marriage, and emptiness is filling you up, you want a child to fill it but it’s not that…you don’t love Roexn…you can’t love Roexn because he’s not yours to have” Nanashi smirked; Ximawari slapped her and shoved her away standing quickly.
“How dare you!” Ximawari snarled at her, Nanashi was assuming too much, too much and too little all at once.
“How dare…I?” she grinned “How dare you selfish, brat!” Nanashi hissed a tendril of darkness snaked towards her and grabbed Ximawari’s leg.
“I have fought for the longest time to find my husband, I will not let some brat take him from me! I worked to long and too hard to find him!” another tendril grabbed Ximawari’s waist.
“Why aren’t you squirming Xima?” Nanashi chimed, and tendril wrapping around Ximawari’s arm, a smirk playing across her lips. Ximawari was staring at Nanashi, the person she had once been, the word ‘Selfish’ playing across her mind.
“You called me selfish…I find it strange Nanashi…” Ximawari smiled a bit at her “I even find it hilarious! It’s amazing to think that you of all people…called me selfish…when in fact you’re the selfish one…” she giggled a bit. Nanashi glared and tilted her head, the tendrils tightened and Ximawari began to laugh
“To think I couldn’t accept you! Because of what we did! Because what I did! You think I’m selfish…” she held back a sob, ‘sadness’ was just over whelming memories but of course…they hurt.
“I hurt him…we hurt him…He died and now…now I’m going to end up killing him again because he’s trying to save me from you!” Ximawari snapped ‘sadly’. Nanashi sighed
“The ribbon won’t hurt him of course…Of course I wouldn’t hurt my husba-” Ximawari jerked at her.
“He’s not your husband Nanashi! Nero is dead, he died protecting his home and we were too selfish to go with him! He died! Dammit Nanashi we killed him because we didn’t want him to go!” Ximawari cried. Nanashi seemed to freeze, the tendrils losing their grip
“Shut up…” Nanashi mumbled darkly. Ximawari pulled on the tendrils
“We killed him! Because we threw a fit! Because we wanted him to forsake his home! Because we were the selfish ones!” Ximawari grabbed Nanashi’s wrist and glared gritting her teeth. Nanashi pulled against her, eyes going wide.
“You and I are both the selfish one here…we deserve to Die!” Ximawari shouted yanking on Nanashi’s arm pulling her close. Ximawari grabbed the ribbon with her free hand and screamed
“I am done with this! I can’t take you in my head! I can’t take you telling me to cut! I can’t take knowing we destroyed our marriage! I can’t take it! I can’t let you take me away from him…he deserves better…don’t you think Nanashi?” Ximawari smiled, a katana point at Nanashi’s back ready to impale both of them.
“Xima!” distorted shouting echoed through the room, Nanashi look at Ximawari mortified
“You’re regaining consciousness…don’t do this! You’re going to die, both of us will!” Nanashi hissed and Ximawari grinned
“Good! I don’t want to keep hurting him!” Ximawari cried and Nanashi lunged forward slamming Ximawari into the floor. Her face contorted in pain and something one could call sadness.
“I ADMIT IT! I know we screwed up! I know I screwed up!” Nanashi snarled, slamming Ximawari into the floor again. Ximawari blinked and frowned
“You…understand…?” Ximawari gasped a bit as Nanashi sobbed. Nanashi tried to slam Ximawari into the floor again and sobbed, inky black tears staining her cheeks.
“I ruined everything! I fought him and he left angry and died! I killed him! I did this to him! I did this to you! I just…I didn’t want him to go…” Nanashi inhaled sharply and Ximawari wiped some of the tears away.
“It’s our fault…I’m you remember…?” Ximawari forced a smile and Nanashi sobbed
“I don’t want to lose him again…I need him…” Nanashi sniffled. Ximawari sighed
“Nanashi…I’m here…you’re the emptiness I feel…the final piece of me is you…It’s not a lack of love for Roexn…it’s you…I need you to be complete in this existence…Nanashi you need to move on” Ximawari sat up and Nanashi backed away.
“But then…I can’t find Nero…” Nanashi stood quickly “if I can’t find him…”
“Nanashi he’s a part of Roexn…You can’t find him because he’s dead and gone…Roexn is what’s left of him…” Ximawari got up slowly, the ribbon having fused to her hand and worming up to her throat. Nanashi looked at the ribbon and herself
“I don’t know how to shed the darkness…” Nanashi murmured and Ximawari smiled softly pulling her into a hug.
“Nanashi I’ll take the brunt of it…Trust me just…you have to trust me” Ximawari hugged her tighter as Nanashi cried.
“…I miss him…” she mumbled softly; Ximawari felt the ribbon tighten on her throat.
“I know Nana…” she swallowed thickly as the familiar feeling of drowning in ooze returned to her. Nanashi exhaled lightly and pulled back
“Ximawari…Thank you” Nanashi murmured and Ximawari forced a smile pressing her forehead to Nana’s; there wasn’t another way to this.
“I want you to be at peace…” Ximawari smiled crookedly “When I wake up…I’ll feel at peace too…” Ximawari continued and Nanashi nodded to a degree.
“Xima…the darkness won’t let go of you…” Nanashi frowned, the noise outside of their mind getting louder.
“I know…but…I deserve this…You need peace and I need to pay…” Ximawari smiled again before gasping as if someone had knocked the air out of her lungs. The ribbon was unable to contain itself, the darkness was boiling over around her, and this is her punishment.
“XIMAWARI!” Roexn was still trying? Why!? Ximawari looked up as a part of the mass was ripped away and Roexn looked back at her, panicked.
“Xima!? Xima! You need to take my hand!” he cried shoving his hand forward, trying to keep the hole open.
“Roexn…I did this…I…I’m sor-” Ximawari jumped as he snapped
“I don’t care about that! I just want you safe dammit! Grab my hand now!” he demanded reaching for her. Ximawari teared up a bit
“But I…I ruined everything! How can you still accept me!?” she cried and Roexn grabbed her arm and pulled, surprising her.
“Because I can’t lose you Ever again!” he snapped pulling on her again, Ximawari stared at him wide eyed and he pulled her from the darkness. Ximawari landed on top of him, Roexn wrapped his arms around her tightly.
“Xima…” he mumbled softly, holding her close; Ximawari froze as he sobbed.
“Roexn…?” she asked looking at him strangely;
“Why would you want to die!?” he demanded pulling back. The darkness was pooling, the ribbon was burst and breaking down; Ximawari was pulled away from looking at the ribbon back to Roexn.
“Answer me Ximawari! Why would you try to do that! You tried to kill yourself….why!?” Roexn gripped her shoulder and shook her a bit. He was scared…and hurt…because of her.
“…Because I cause you so much pain…” she mumbled softly; Roexn’s eyes widened and he slammed his forehead to hers startling her.
“God dammit Xima I love you too much for you to do this again! Stop hurting yourself, stop thinking like this! If I thought all you did was cause my grief why would I try to stop you or stay!? Everything you do to hurt yourself is what hurts me!” he shouted. Ximawari listened, holding back cries. He pulled her close watching the darkness she had tried to contain seep into the ground of the battlefield, neither had expected Nanashi to appear on this mission…and to be honest he felt something long forgotten return. That longing that he ‘felt’ from time to time with Ximawari…now it was only Ximawari. He suspected that it was Nanashi herself…as she was speaking of being incomplete…Roexn buried his face in Ximawari’s shoulder, holding her tighter. Ximawari slowly hugged back, a pounding sensation in her chest, ears ringing from the shouting.
“Roexn…” she mumbled, tears building up, she didn’t want to lose him either, she didn’t want to die or say goodbye!
“Roexn!” she sobbed hugging him as tight as she could “I’m sorry! So sorry!” she sobbed over and over, he held her and rubbed her back soothingly. It was oddly warming, his wife feeling whole in some way he can’t explain.
“Don’t ever…do this again…” he murmured pulling back from her, he frowned as she sniffled and dried her eyes, the color was different. The pale, baby blue was now something caught between a light green and the sky, Roexn smiled a bit and picked her up; intending to go home.
“She missed him…” Ximawari spoke softly, Roexn nodded and opened a corridor
“He missed her…” Roexn replied looking to her. His eyes widened when they betrayed him, the woman in his arms for a split second resembling a ghost of someone he’d loved dearly; Ximawari shared his look, the man she’d once promised everything to running through her memories before dying out. Roexn and Ximawari smiled softly at each other, feeling as complete as they while lacking a heart, though the surmised that there memories did well enough to help the feel undying ‘love’ and sentiment no one would dare question.