When It Rains by LM Bluejay
Bled Mystery
Bled Mystery
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Cursing his luck for being interrupted, Inuyasha sullenly answered the door. He was taken by surprise. Dressed in hipster clothes was a man who looked eerily like his brother, only somehow younger. They stood there awkwardly for a few minutes. “Who are you?” Inuyasha finally asked.
“Ah, right. My bad. Sho Higurashi,” he extended a hand.
Inuyasha ignored it. “Are you sure?”
The male stared. “I’d think I’d know.”
“Well if that isn’t the proof in the pudding. I’m Inuyasha. Come in. I’ll show you to your temporary room.”
“Cool.” Sho followed him inside and up the stairs. “So are you like…the gothic butler or something?”
“No genius. I’m your uncle. And for your information I’m emotional hardcore or what posers such as yourself call emo.”
“Ah! So you must be a huge fan of My Chemical Romance then.”
Inuyasha snorted. “Who?”
“Paramore?”
“Never heard of him.”
“Evanescence? Fallout Boy?”
Inuyasha shook his head. “Nope.”
“Then who do you listen to?”
The older male contemplated for a moment before finally giving an answer. “Well if you’re going to make such a big deal of it, it’s Crash ‘N’ the Boys. ‘I am so sad. I am so very, very sad’ is like the best song ever.”
Sho smacked himself across his forehead. “I can’t believe you just said that. I need a moment.”
“Take as much as you want. Your room is right over here,” Inuyasha showed him. “This is the part where I’m supposed to give you some type of house warming party and what I have in mind is being left alone.”
“Of course.”
“That being said, if you need me…don’t.”
“No sweat, Dr. Gloom, I can take care of myself.”
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His self-tour of the guest house had concluded. Overall he was thoroughly impressed. But now he was bored. His thrill with mechanical entertainment had been exhausted, so he decided to look for his housemate. His target was spotted at the kitchen table. “Whatcha doin’?” he openly asked.
“Cutting myself,” Inuyasha replied.
Curious, Sho walked over towards him. His eyes instantly locked onto the burgundy mess. “Um, dude, that’s a beet.”
“Shows what you know, kid. This beet…no, this innocent piece veggie wholly represents my body, shape and soul. I can feel it. We’re connected. Our pains and sorrow have become one.”
“So…you feel the pain of cutting up a beet?”
“I feel the pain of cutting my own skin,” Inuyasha lifted it off the table and watched it drip red.
Sho stared and shook his head. “But it’s a beet.”
“Look, dammit! See this beet?” Inuyasha sat it on the cutting board. “This beet represents me. And this knife,” he picked it up, “represents life.” he see-sawed the blade into the produce.
Sho picked up the freshly cut slice and popped it into his mouth. “Your emo practices are unorthodox.”
“Y-you just ate me!”
“And you tasted good.”
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Prompt: Bleed
Words: 482