Rant: This is a pretty short fic...I guess I'm just not one of those types who can write long stories or novels. Anyway the word "tegami" is in Japanese and means "letter". IMPORTANT notes: this fic is rated PG-13 for language. Also there are mentions of religions that might offend people. ^^;;;;; If you don't like anything like that, please stop reading now.
You'll need to have seen the pictures of the last scene in AAWS 2 and also know the "history" behind Farfarello to understand everything, or else it might get a bit confusing. ^^;;;;;
A big "Thank You" to Masahiro Sawamura (aka M-san ^.^) who gave me a lot of invaluable comments on this fic. *bows*
Any C & C are welcome! Hope you'll like it!
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so we meet again. i don't know why but, i really like writing to You. i guess it's because You've always listened to me so Patiently and Supported whatever i said. this is really important to me you know. nobody listens to me, let alone support my view. NOBODY listens to me!!!! WHY DON'T THEY LISTEN TO ME? they say i'm CRAZY!! I'M NOT CRAZY!!!
okay fine. if they want to say that i'm crazy, then let them be. i know they're all lies anyway. every single person out there (except You) are liars. they lie, to protect themselves. to cover up any dirty things they are doing behind your back. they make up all these stories to make you believe in them, so they can manipulate you. so you'll like them. THEY'RE SUCH A WHOLE BUNCH OF FUCKING PATHETIC LYING ASSHOLES!!!!!!!!!! Everyone out there are LIARS, and if you don't lie, you're not one of them, and they put you in a straight jacket. okay, if that's how they play this game, count me OUT.
i know You know that i'm not crazy. You're the only one in the world who would come and talk to me, even though they all told You to stay away. but You're not a fool! You saw through them too, didn't You?
You know what? they're afraid. afraid that their secure little world will be no more, once the truth is out.
but, what is truth? God's words are truths, right? but now that these lying bastards have gotten their hands on them, I'm not sure if God's words haven't been twisted already. to make themselves look good, you know?
i know what the truth is.
i thought i knew back then, but i was wrong.
i like the games we're playing now. killing all those fucking LIARS. cleaning this world with THEIR OWN BLOOD. they all deserve to DIE, every one of them. these people who call themselves weiss…do they even know what they're doing? they're protecting the world of liars! they probably think they're like saints or something, putting all the sins on themselves so that others can live in peace.
what a whole bunch of IDIOTS.
and that's one group of people i hate in this world, the other being LIARS, of course.
which makes it the more fun when i get to kick their asses.
my personal favorite weiss member is ken. he's just so much fun to play with. one look at him, and you can just tell that he's one of those hot-blooded young men who wants to save everyone by sacrificing himself. who believes that everyone is good. so heroic, so innocent, so gullible. wait till he gets deceived by one of them...ha i'd like to see the look on his face then.
do You think i talk a lot, Schuldich? only to You, maybe. You're a good listener.
besides, You're the only one who doesn't tell me to "stop licking the knives". would anyone believe me if i tell them that this is to make the knives slide more easily into our prey's flesh? they think i'm just crazy…but i think they've got the meaning of "crazy" mixed up with "stupid".
i was really surprised to get that set of knives from You the other day. You said they're for my birthday...but i told You i have none. You then called me silly, and said that it's for celebrating my Rebirth: the day i joined Schwarz, the day i emerged as a New Person. i like that.
but without You, Schuldich, i don't think i had that chance. And i thank You.
"Hey Farfarello, what are you working on?" Schuldich was standing at the doorway of Farfarello's bedroom, stuffing his mouth with potato chips while trying to hold a bunch of snacks in his other hand. The whole room was dark, and he could only see Farfarello's profile as it was illuminated by a single candle light coming from his desk.
"Nothing…" Farfarello's monotone voice came after a few seconds.
"Well we're going to have a long day tomorrow, so go to sleep soon, okay?"
No answer. Schuldich shrugged, and went to his room.
Farfarello took the letter he was writing, and fed it to the flame. He watched it being devoured until it was no more, until his hand was burned. He blew off the candle, sending all the burned remains of his letter everywhere, scattering them all over his room.
~*OWARI*~