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A fic about a very neglected pairing.

Bittersweet

"The roses are lovely, young master."

But their thorns are sharp, their beauty short-lived.

"The others may think you're selfish and conceited and cold-"

The body was cold. Everyone might forget-

"But I won't."

But I won't.

There were days of warm sunshine, of carefree laughter, of promises and dreams. Then the flames consumed them all.

Kurei was trained to be ruthless, strong, and invulnerable. But he had weapons only against swords and ice.

Kurenai was taught to be gentle, warm and soft. But she burned to death in fire.

Alone, they were broken.

"I'll always be here."

Yes.

"I know I'm weak."

As I am.

"But you are strong. You are my heart."

As you are mine.

But together, they were perfect.

END