Just another one of those one shot fics... y'know, the only ones I'm good
for? Rei's thoughts right after Sei kills himself and he goes crazy go
nuts and smashes all the mirrors around school. In book #3, Kyoko says it
was "not long after Sei died", but I'm going to say it was just after he
Disclaimer: Mars belongs to Fuyumi Soryo. Rei belongs to Kira... that's a
shame too, because Rei is uber-hot. Anyway, I own a whole lot of nothing,
and you can't have it, dammit! Go get your own nothing!
I was walking to the locker room with Shiori. My gym bag was slung
over my shoulder, and we were both laughing about something insignificant
when Takemura ran up, panting hard and looking panicked.
"Rei," he gasped, hands on his knees and panting hard. "Sei is--is
up on the r-roof. I think he's going to..." I didn't even let him finish.
Trusting Shiori to stay with Takemura, I dropped my gym bag, turned around
and ran up the stairs we just came down, skirting people and ignoring the
ones I hit. I shot down the hall, past the seventh grade classes. I made
a sharp turn down the hall, skidding and slipping. Of course they would've
just mopped the floors on something important like this. I vaulted over
the "Caution: Wet Floor" sign and sprinted to the set of stairs that led up
to the roof. Praying I wasn't too late, I burst through the door and
skidded to a halt. Sei was up on the scaffolding, gauging the distance to
"Don't," my breath came in a harsh rasp. "Sei, please don't." I
edged toward him, scared that too much movement would make him jump. When
we were a few feet apart, I held out my hand. "Come on... it's okay.
We'll go home. Everything will be okay. Please."
"Good-bye, Rei. I'm no longer needed around here." He was ignoring
my hand. "To Shiori, and to Dad," he had a small, sad smile on his face.
Then, without the slightest change in expression, he launched himself off
He seemed to hang for a split second in air, and then he dropped, his plaid
school scarf floating down behind him, waving at me. A scream, several
screams, in fact, rent the air about two seconds later. I knew none of
them were Sei's. I even thought I heard Shiori in the jumble. I ran to
the edge of the building and looked over, against my better judgment. Sei
was lying, completely motionless, in a pool of his own blood. His eyes,
exactly like mine, stared up at mine, a thin glaze already coating them.
Takemura was kneeling beside him, crying and shaking him, yelling something
to Sei that I couldn't hear. That is, until the paramedics coldly
shouldered him aside to work. Stupid. They knew as well as I did that he
was dead. A lead weight seemed to crash through my chest, leaving me
completely winded. I had no idea what to do. I slowly went back down the
stairs and walked down the hall. I suddenly caught sight of Sei in the
window. No, not Sei... my reflection. What was the difference, anyway? I
couldn't save him. I promised our mother that I would always protect him,
and I couldn't even save my own brother. My twin brother, for god's sakes.
I balled my hand into a fist and smashed it through the window, the glass
slashing long scratches into my hand. Not that it mattered.
My mind suddenly cleared, and I knew what to do. I jogged to the Auto
Mechanics room. It was deserted, everyone was either at lunch or outside
watching the paramedics clean up. I walked in the door and opened the
cabinet, shoving things aside to find what I needed. I found it at the
very bottom. A crowbar. It slid into my hand, cool and comfortably heavy.
I walked out the door and back down the hall, turning into the boys'
bathroom. Four Seis stared back at me. Tears trailed from the corner of
their eyes. That wasn't so uncommon. Sei cried a lot.
Wait... those... that... that wasn't Sei... Sei was... that person in
the mirror was...that was... was... me?
I screamed and swung the crowbar into the first mirror. Several
cracks split from the spot the crowbar hit, a few of the smaller pieces
slipped off and fell into the sink, shattering as they hit the porcelain.
The crowbar rebounded of the broken frame and narrowly missed my head. I
coldly noted it. The next mirror was easier. I used the other end of the
crowbar on the mirror, swinging until my/Sei's image was too small to see.
I cracked the next mirror, hitting it three times instead of one. The
pieces splintered tinier and tinier. Good. I raised the crowbar over my
head for the final mirror. The door burst open, crashing into the adjacent
wall. Takemura and two of the school administrators were with him.
"Rei!" he called, grabbing the crowbar. I shook him off. Takemura
was nearly a foot shorter than me, and a lot less strong. When I tried to
swing the crowbar again, the two administrators pulled me away from the
mirror. I wasn't about to leave while that mirror was still whole and
throwing Sei's image into my face. I flung the crowbar at the mirror,
satisfied at the cracking, breaking sound it made.
"Rei, leave it be!" Takemura snapped. I sagged onto the two
administrators carrying me suddenly. I felt like I was a million years
"Is Sei alright?" I asked heavily, already knowing the answer.
Takemura looked to the side. He looked so young when he cried. Tears
traced long crooked paths down his cheeks.
I broke away from both of the administrators. I had to confirm this
was just a sick, twisted dream. When I saw Sei, I'd wake up covered in
sweat, and Sei would be one bed over, and everything would be okay. I ran
as fast as I could, faster than I ever had before. The front doors came up
at me sooner than I thought they would. I opened them, brilliant sunshine
momentarily blinding me. Though a gap in the paramedics, I saw Sei. Or
me. It could've been either one of us. I was supposed to wake up now.
Why wasn't I waking up? Wake up! A roar like breaking surf was in my
ears, and I blacked out.
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