TWWWWW FOR THIS CHAPTER!!!: g0re descriptions, suggestive lines (it's not weird g0re n$fw or something dont worry), profanity
this is THE chapter. pretty much. the end of this arc, i suppose! guess whatll happen lol im curious what you guys think...
(Make sure to listen to an emotional song fr 🙏🙏🙏i wont dictate what song this time lol)
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You had expected the wine-eyed man standing in the doorway to be a silhouette of the big bad wolf, to be an enemy, fuming in anger and envy, but no. His face contorting, was not in anger, not in the urge to fight. The man standing beneath this cherry wood was broken. No fighting spirit, just shock, just grief, like his entire life flashed before his eyes in that one second. No fighting spirit, just the need to destroy. To destroy that green-eyed fool, or himself? He didn't know which. He looked like he was about to drop to his knees and that square meter of wood would be his resting place. He had lived his entire life, for you, the hope that maybe one day someone would show him the love you showed to others, the only thing fueling him to try, and it was all for this.
As you stared dumbfoundedly, you barely had the time to realize Heizou's expression. Seething, burning acid colored eyes, not the cool sage, not the sea green you had seen in earlier moments. And the moment you saw him, you thought that Kazuha's coffin might just be made out of cherry wood too.
Kazuha POV-
In the second it took me to open a door, my life fell apart.
What a fool I am. What a fool! All the moments I spent, with my family, with my friends, thinking, stupidly believing, foolishly trusting. I always knew my family didn't truly love me. Back in those summer evenings and those winter mornings when I was just a child, I already had the weight of an entire family's problems on my shoulders. I was prized, of course. A son, to work for the family and earn money, even if we already had all we could wish for. They loved me, if I obeyed. Their care was stitched from my achievements. At the drop of a hat, I was left alone again. Albeit by my own decision or not. Every friend I ever made would be gone within the span of a year, coming and going annually like flocking birds. I was tired of it. I sat in the middle of the ocean, writing poems, thinking to the only person I knew would never leave me, which was myself. My whole life I have spent on a journey to search for eternity, and now that the final judgement has been made, I wonder if eternity is impossible because humans aren't supposed to love. We may try, but the closest we get to love will be a mutual acknowledgment disguised and dressed up with ribbons and bows.
That's what I had thought until I saw you. Y/n, the love of my life from that point on. While on a trip to Mondstadt, I saw them making their way through the small village and big city, a skip and a dance in their step as they went. Stopping to smell the flowers. Even if they were alone, even if it was frivolous, they did it with whimsy. I stayed in Mondstadt, trying to work up the courage to talk to this mysterious individual with a friendly atmosphere, but I never could do it.
I watched you every night. It started out as young love, an innocent crush where all I wanted was to hold your hand forever. I grew more restless, my hands more ravenous and my need to love and be loved starving, wanting to claw its way at your throat and pluck at your vocal chords to make you say "I love you" and to prove that you are, and I am, and we were.
Eventually, I needed money. I couldn't bear the pain of being away from you, worrying that you may be gone, or you fell in love with someone I failed to keep away. Luckily, I found a job offer on a boat that often docked at Liyue, not too far from Mondstadt. It was the best offer at the time. I got to know the owner of the ship, a strong, feisty woman with a hunger for beer and adventure, Beidou, who I would later recognize as my good buddy.
I continued to watch you. Walking from Liyue to Mondstadt to Liyue to Mondstadt over and over until my feet were sore, but it was all for you. I would claw out my own guts and choke myself with them if you asked me to. I'd pluck out your teeth and carry them in a bag with me if it meant I could bring a bit of you alongside me everywhere.
You couldn't imagine my surprise when I saw those familiar shoes of yours step onto the ship I called my home. I was so overjoyed, ecstatic, but immensely afraid. The angel I'd been obsessing over for half of my life was here and now, and I couldn't fuck this up for myself. Keeping my calm demeanour, I greeted you as if I wasn't aching to snatch you around your waist and lean you against the railing as I kissed you and licked those delicious lips of yours. That night, as you slept, I ran my digits down your spine which sent shivers down mine. I didn't want to wake you, so I held myself back, sure that if I continued to love you then you'd love me back some day. Sure that it was bound to happen and nature's equilibrium applied to the thing that we call "love". Sure that you'd be mine as long as I was yours.
But here I am, and here you are, and here he is. That man... that wretched... thing... All I can do is stare as his claws decorate your chest like a pearl necklace, as his body hovers over yours. As he looms over you like a predator, not like a lover. And his neck cranes around to stare at his next meal.
Heizou's POV-
Just as I was about to finally taste the precious meat I've craved this whole time, a foul interruption bursted through the door, a pathetic expression on that ugly face of his. He's nothing compared to Y/n, my gorgeous, pure, raw beauty. MINE to love. No matter how many red spots they could get on their face, or how oily their hair could get, or if their eyes didn't shine anymore or if they didn't even look human anymore, their loveliness wouldn't falter. If their whole body was scar tissue, as long as I was the one who gave it to them, they would still be gorgeous. As long as I was... the one... they would be perfect. As long as it was them and I, nothing would be wrong, even if it was them and I with guns pointed to our temples.
N̵̟̈́̚O̷͙̖̽T̸̬̙̕H̴͇͊I̵̪͚͗N̵̼̽G̷̫̕͠ else matters. If that bastard's organs were spread across the floor and his crimson dripping down the wall, I'd still be able to kiss you with a graceful parting and a rosy tint. And that's what's going to happen.
No matter what.
Eliminate the competition.
Your POV-
My eyes widen in terror as Heizou leaps off the bed with a creak and picks up Kazuha by the collar, body slamming him against the wall he had been slammed into earlier. How ironic. I freeze, afraid to watch yet another fight, until I realize that Kazuha isn't even fighting back. He's limp, as if he died minutes ago. A pang of realization and urgency flashes through my mind as I spring up off the bed as well.
"Heizou, quit it, seriously. Stop. Stop it!" I yell, gripping and ripping his shirt, trying to drag him off of the poor man. The auburn-haired detective continues to smash Kazuha's limp body into the wall, like a torn up ragdoll. He uses his skill, bashing a gash into Kazuha's ribcage, revealing the layers of fat and muscle underneath, squelching and wriggling as Kazuha starts to try to move again.
"You fucking asshole." Heizou breathes out through gritted teeth, his world perceived through slitted pupils. Kazuha chokes out a desperate gasp as blood bubbles up in his throat. His scarlet eyes shift to meet mine, blinking and gasping, wide-eyed like a desperate, dying animal. I have to do something. Anything. I'm panicking, and my hate for Kazuha doesn't seem so crucial now. It's not about me at this moment, even though the two men in front of me would say otherwise. A man is being beaten to death as I watch. What should you do?? What CAN you do??
With no other solution coming to my mind in this moment of cruciality, I make the selfless decision (although more of an impulse) to jump in front of what might be the final blow. As the anemo power ruffles the hairs on my scalp, stopping right before hitting me square in the face, I can't help but open an eye and peek at what Heizou's expression might be. I feel two arms grip my shoulders, nails digging into my flesh, something wet and warm and viscous coating them. They pull me backwards into a bigger warmth, growing wetter by the second and I can't help but feel like this is wrong. I realize that Kazuha is hugging me from behind, and the wetness is in fact his blood. His breaths are shaky, rattling their way onto the shell of my ear as he tries to say something.
"D...don't... please, stop... I... I lo-love y.." He shakily starts, and then silence. And then a loud splat, smush, bang. My entire body feels weak, as well as the grip on my shoulders. I have no idea what just happened, but I feel deeply unsettled, down into the marrow of my bones. Holding my breath, afraid to look behind me, my hand reaches out to feel the wall where Kazuha's head should be, but it's empty. And warm. And...grainy... and wet....
I look up at Heizou. His mouth drooling and predatory, his gaze penetrating and feral, sweat running down his body. And he starts to laugh. I feel a sickening feeling deep deep in my being as I turn around to look at where Kazuha previously stood. My stomach acid bubbles up into my throat. I can't hold in the contents of it.
"I... I won. I did it! I WON! AHAH! HAAHAHA! A̶̻͝Ȟ̸̛̻̜Ā̸͕̚H̴̱̽͜H̴̛͚̿G̶̭͒H̷̯̬̽Ă̷̛͖H̸̗͗A̸̱̗͐̔A̷̘̣̋̒!!" He bellows triumphantly, manically. And as I turn around to see Kazuha's grey matter splattered across the walls and caked in my hair, I feel something heavy hit my head and suddenly, everything is black. Again.
....
...
But it's okay.
To me, you're still beautiful, even with that disgusting freak's guts in your pretty hair.
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HGWIOGIWOGWAOIGWAO i like this chapter lmk what you guys think :P
TO BE CLEAR, THIS IS NOT THE END OF THIS FANFICTION 🙏🙏🙏
kazuha's the type to send that to you ngl
OK GN!!!! ^^