I was feeling a little morbid when I wrote this (and I had just finished reading Angel Sanctuary so it's pretty understandable XDD) so tell me what you think?

Of the many things in the world I regret, it was the fact that I could not save him.

He was my life, my love, my everything… and I was his death. I was the one who killed him with my bare hands. I clasped this pair of blood stained hands around his slender neck, and slowly withdrew his life.

The look on his face was so entrancing, so hypnotic that I couldn't stop. This wasn't the first time I've tried strangling him, but it was the first time that I completely lost control of my own body.

I had screamed for myself to stop, to stop before I really do kill him, but that part of me was brushed aside for the cheap thrill that this brought on. For that one moment of ecstasy so strong that it clouded all other judgment.

I had watched as he struggled, blood rushing to his face, making him even more beautiful than he already was. I remembered vaguely that someone had once said that true beauty can be only obtained at the brink of death. Oh, how true that statement was.

A drop of something clear and wet landed on his flushed skin, and more followed. I had wondered, ‘What is that?’ and realized that it was my own tears. So why didn't I stop? What was the use to see his once life-filled eyes stare back at me in all its empty glory?

He had ceased to move, and his skin had begun to turn icy. My hands finally let go, trembling as they rested upon his cooling flesh. I shook him gently, and when there was no response, I shook harder. Still… nothing.

"Yuiel. Yui... You're not really dead, ne?" I had asked in a shaky voice, streams of tears running down my face.

No answer.

The silence that stretched was suffocating, and I broke, utterly and completely. I laid down next to his cool body, hugging him close. "It's ok, Yui. I'll keep you warm."

'If you stay with me, I might kill you one day Yui.'

A gentle smile, lust filled eyes. 'And if you do, I know you will come with me.'

I smiled back, because it was the truth. Though I didn't answer, and the two of us fell into the luring abyss of sleep.

"Yes, Yui. I will come with you. We'll go together." I stood up, as if in a trance, and hugged his body tight to mine and brought him with me.

I walked out into the balcony, staring down thirty stories at the tiny ant like cars. I looked back at his pale face, his violet lips inviting. I leaned down on an impulse, and kissed him one last time. It was sweet, it was encaptivating... yet it was wrong. There was no reaction, no pulse, and no warmth. He was truly dead.

"Don't worry, Yui. I'm coming." I climbed onto the railing, and jumped. Sailing through the air made me feel free for the first time.

I felt ghostly hands wrap around my waist, and smiled down at Yui. Before my eyes, a pair of large translucent wings spread from his back, and he smiled with sparkling eyes.

"We're finally free."