Writing #19

○ Speed Writing IV ○

There she was again.

That red lightning.

Is she hiding again from something?

...someone?

This earthquake that she is, shaking my humble place.

She, for sure, fooled me.

So shy.

A scary-cat of a butler.

I couldn’t believe a shinigami to be like that.

And, in fact,i was right.

…

More or less.

-Who’s chasing you,dear? Too many men at your feet?

I laughed softly, looking at her from my seat, in the not so deep darkness.

-Nice joke, old thing.

She said, keeping looking out the window, trying to be seen from the outside.

Very hard,i would say,to not be able to spot such an exploding aura and even more obvious red hair.

-Sadly i didn’t make you laugh.

I said, keeping my hidden eyes on her.

-Why are you hiding this time, my lady?

I asked her after a while, breaking the silence that felt in the room.

-As you don’t know.

She said, moving her head slowly to see if what was after her was actually after her.

Of course i know.

Sadly.

I know.

-What you did this time?

I asked.

-Nothing.

She replied leaving the window, making her coat swish.

-As usual.

I added, chuckling and following the red reaper until she sat on the coffin i was using as a table.

-Of course! Who you think i am??

She said crossing her legs and dramatically looking offended.

-Well…

I started.

-...Jack The Ripper, if we want to start somewhere.

I pointed out, tilting my head on the side, looking better at her and risking to show her my eyes.

-That was only a wonderful played role.

She said acting like the diva she feels to be.

-Then who are you?

Silence.

Shock maybe.

She looked at me with her big eyes now bigger for the astonishment while i moved myself closer, standing up towering toward her.

I have to admit that i missed the colour of my kind’s eyes.

She made me miss things.

Human...and unhuman things.

-I can read you so well...just looking in those beautiful eyes of yours.

I told her.

-Oh no,you can’t.

She answered me with a smile, not so impressed anymore of my chance to act creepy or molesting.

-Ooooh but i do, dear rose.

-No, you can’t.

She chuckled softly.

-You aren’t as evil as people think you are.

I told her, moving my head enough to show her my eyes, smiling.

-No…

She said, looking at me with a smile matching the oddness of mine.

-...i’m much worse.

And with that she blowed in my eyes an handful of human ashes that was on the coffin that i didn’t see her taking.

Love at first bliding.

Wtf did i just write.
Oh my what a pity......i thought that my first UnderGrell would come out better......
Why do i always end up writing with clichè???

One day i'll be able to write exactly whay i imaginated in my mind.
I even made a mini moodboard to write according to my feels!!!!!!!
I want to blame that it's my first time writing of this otp after 5 or 6 years and not that my brain goes jelly everytime i try to be productive.
Btw, i've nearly finished translating that first old one-shot and tomorrow will 95% being posted, if it doesn't end up like today that i got bored of it and decided to write the UnderGrell :/

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