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304 Goushitsu, Hakushi no Sakura (Room 304, Cherry Blossoms of White Death)

by morbidvictim304 3 reviews

Life and death in a mental asylum.

Category: Dir en grey - Rating: R - Genres: Angst, Romance - Characters: Kyo, Shinya - Warnings: [?] - Published: 2006-07-04 - Updated: 2006-07-04 - 1070 words - Complete

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Disclaimer: I don't own Kyo, Shinya or any other member of Dir en grey. The title is obviously a Dir en grey-song and this fic is heavily inspired by the PV to just that song.
Comments: The lyrics in italics is from the translated lyrics to the song and one line is from one of the songs in Kyo's poembook.


304 Goushitsu, Hakushi No Sakura
(Room 304, Cherry Blossoms of White Death)


From the window
The never unchanging cherry blossoms
Flutter flutter flutter flutter and dance to the breeze


I am sitting at the window again, as I always do, looking out at the blooming cherry blossom-trees. The nurse, the quiet black-haired one, is always so nice. Every day she pushes me in my wheelchair over to the window so that I can look out. She knows how much I love looking out from the window.

The best parts of the days though, are when they let you in. Usually we are in different rooms, but once a day they let you come into my room. Even though I can always hear the nurses whispering voices when they let you in, and your footsteps over the floor as you walk over to me, I never turn around to face you. It would ruin the feeling of your long, slender arms around my shoulders and your warm breath tickling my neck.

The flowers fall quickly, swaying in the breeze
This white hospital room blows with the breeze


You always whisper such beautiful words into my ear. Sometimes they sound too good to be true, but I know they have to be true. You believe them, so why shouldn't I? You're my angel.

"Kyo..." the whisper in my ear, the arms around my shoulders, the warm breath against my neck.

"Yes, my angel?"

My voice is low and hoarse. I don't use it very often, only when I talk to you, and usually we don't talk to each other. We just feel. Feel each other's presence, warmth and love.

"Soon we'll be back in heaven", you whisper, your long slender fingers caressing the palms of my hands.

You always told me that we are both angels who got our wings cut off by a devil and fell from heaven. You told me about the feathers you've seen falling down from the sky and gathering around you. You said that those were feathers meant for us to build new wings with, so that we can fly back to heaven again, and as soon as there are enough feathers we'll be able to build our wings and be free.

I feel myself grow warm at your words and I gently take your hand in mine, holding it tight. You press your lips against my neck and I can feel you smile against my skin.

"Soon we'll be free, my love, and then we'll be together forever. No one is ever going to part us from each other again."

"I love you, Shinya."

"I love you too, Kyo."

From the window I can see the cherry blossoms
Beneath those cherry blossoms I want to sleep
Wrapped in warmth, in your hand


The days pass on by. You visit my room every day, but you never say anything to me. I grow more and more anxious for every day, though your simple, gentle touches always manage to calm me down.

You can feel how tense I am and finally you speak.

"Be patient, my love, the time is near."

I smile at your words. Soon, soon we'll be free.

They carry me quietly from room 304
So that I will never forget you


This day something is different. The quiet, black-haired nurse pushes me into your room. I've never been in your room before. It doesn't look very different from my own room, only a bit smaller. You are sitting on the floor, your back turned to me. Your long, blond hair is falling down your shoulders - a portrait of the perfect angel.

You turn around and smile at me. Your perfect features lights up with that bright, true smile. The nurse closes the door as she leaves without a word. You get up and walks towards me.

"It is time, my love", you say and walks up behind me, pushing the wheelchair to the middle of the room.

"Can you see the feathers?" you whisper into my ear.

I look around the room, disappointed by the fact that I can't see them.

I slowly shake my head.

"It's alright, love. I suspected that I was the only one who could see them. It doesn't matter though. I can build wings for both of us and then we'll be free."

I smile.

"You're so perfect, Shinya."

The only answer I get is a loving kiss on the cheek.

Then you walk over to the bed that are in the corner of the room and take out something from underneath the mattress. I can't see what it is since it's wrapped in a white napkin. You walk over to me again and walk up behind me.

Suddenly I can feel something cold press against my throat as your hand seeks mine.

"What are you doing?" I ask, feeling a bit afraid.

"Shhh. Trust me, love. This is what we have to do before I can begin building our wings. We'll always be together, Kyo. Always."

I relax. I trust you and I always want to be with you.

"I love you, Kyo."

Soft words laced with sadness, love and affection. They have never before felt more true than in this exact moment.

"I love you too, Shinya."

A sudden sharp pain in my throat and I can feel something warm run down my neck, coloring my white clothes red. Your hand clutches mine reassuringly. You're humming softly in my ear as I cough and gag on the blood that enters my mouth just to splutter out again, only seconds later.

The white room dyed scarlet
The wound becoming deeper, deeper, deeper


Before my blurry vision I can see your smiling face and the tears that are spilling out from your big, brown eyes.

"Soon we'll be together forever, my love", are the last words I hear coming from your lips as you bring the knife up to your own heart.

From here on, I sway in the breeze together with the cherry blossoms
Remembering you


END

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