Day 8 Doppelganger
The darkness of night was always dangerous to those whom did not heed the warnings of the monsters whom lurked within the abyss and shadows.
The woman knew that more than anyone else very well. Often finding herself confined within it's hold. Innocence ensnared like a bird within it's cage. Singing it's innocent melodies despite being condemned to be surrounded by cold iron bars. Forever ongoing. Swirling, swirling around
The sun sank beneath the horizon to make way for his sister the moon to take her rightful place upon her throne of darkness surrounded by her army men of stars and comets. 'Cone out!' She cried out to her dark children that hid from the light. 'My brother and his infernal light is gone. Once more come out to greet your mother and wreck discord upon thine earth. Have your fun dancing in my gentle glow and bask in the darkness that I reign upon as I watch over you.' The monsters woul answer their mother's cries. Dancing. Reigning havoc over the darkness. Bringing entropy to every household they manage to invade.
A fire warmed up the skin as your lazy eyes watched the dancing flames in the pit. The flickering lights casted dancing shadows the lonely still walls. They frolicked in tune with their own rythme in their own universe. However the warmth of the fire kept your body warm and toasted from the cold outside. No doubt crawling with monsters and demons of the abyss walking forth towards you with every step they took. In tune with every breath you took. But you didn't mind. Infact within the darkness the maiden embraced their outstretched embrace.
Step. Step. Step.
Closer and closer.
Breaths of sins clawed their way from a maw that swallowed more innocent lives than the mind cared to remember. Smiling at a wicked whim remembered or a sinful coppery taste that it could still taste on the malicious tongue. Running the muscle along fangs sharp and destined to rip flesh from mere bond. However the sins of that life would be forgotten in exchange for the comfort of innocence that the night allowed him to have once every moon. Footsteps soft yet loud enough to echo through the darkness and approaching fast the house with remaining light. Light that offered warm and comfort but not protection.
F/c orbs opened slightly and turned. A door normally provided comfort and protection was no match for the class that ensnared it and pushed it open allowing the night and shadows to spill inside. The shadows morphed and molded like a child's puddy but blackened by evil sins and see through like shadows. It melded upwards into a shape that sprouted the form of a man but the eyes of a hell dweller.
The sinful, wicked smile that soon melted into place on the face was delighted to see the one of innocent happiness smiling back to her. "What's this? You should know better than to leave doors open. But as long as I stand here, do you mind if I come in and warm myself by your fire?"
A giggle all too sincere made the monster's moldable heart beat against his own ribcage in anticipation of her answer.
"Come right in, Sir. Heaven knows how cold the night must be for you."
The monster did not hesitate given the permission. Coming inside to receive his reward for the sinful deeds he had done in the form of an embrace of the warmth she gave. The embodiment of darkness was enticing to say the least. Especially with herself entangled within his grip. It felt...
C o l d.
So cold, so frightening. Yet just for you. The blood ran cold yet so warm upon the strong arms around her. Eyes deeply staring through the soul wriggling, squirming in its hold. Gleaming teeth beside the eyes in a smile that was promising sin yet a love no one else gave. There for her, the one caught up into the grip of the night. the only thing they could do for them was finish them off — even if it was they who would have to suffer then.
"Where were you? I just about to call Giyuu and go out looking for you since you didn't answer my calls."
"S-Sorry. Work was pretty busy. My phone died before I could come home."
A sturdy arm held her close, the other cracked the back of her head gently as worlds apart connected in the ultimate declaration of affection between two partners. Lines were blurring. Obsession with love. Madness within clarity. Starvation of touch with longing of burning loneliness. Passion and poison. Breaths were warm despite his cold body. Eyes soft despite their own desire filled look. Grip firm but restrained so much it hurts him how cautious he was being to not harm. Her soft skin burnt him! It burnt, it burnt-
It lit up his soul with unresolved longing he was never able to fulfill like this with anything else in his life.
It was so easy to do away with your roommate and take his place. It was SO easy to dispose of that sorry excuse of a man. Easily swallowing him whole and taking his form. His identity to use as he pleased with. He's done so many times anyways.
A woman. A man. A child. Dog. Horse. Once even a weak little butterfly in a garden for a week. Pretending to be someone's mother, pet, partner, nanny, neighbor- It didn't matter again. As long as it suited his purpose. That's all this was supposed to be. A similar song and dance until he got what he wanted or he got bored and either left or took her identity next. However he changed his mind once he came back home in your shared apartment to his 'roomate' and saw you sitting there smiling at him for the first time. Welcoming him back home with an open armed hug.
"You were taking so long. I was getting worried something had happened to my bestie," you teased smiling at him making him feel things no creature like him should.
The practiced grin from years of doing this gave away on his newest disguise. "I wouldn't dream of it. Sorry I took so long."
"It's fine. Next time just borrow someone's phone and call me. Are you hungry? I made dinner."
"Oh no. I ate on the way here."
"Really? You must've been really hungry if you didn't wait."
"I was so hungry...I could've eaten a whole man."
Little did you know as you innocently giggled at his joke, was that he did. Your now dead best friend. It was easy to assume his place as man of this household. Going to the cashier job at the local grocery store your ex roommate used to do and keep you oblivious which wasn't too difficult.
You seemed more happy to please him than worry about him making you happy. You never complained about anything. Wishing him a good morning and breakfast every morning, and a clean house and dinner every time he came back home. Never pushy if he was upset. Stayed quiet most of the time he was around other than the occasional small talk or happy humming.
This was nice. Most of the time his past 'wives' or 'husbands' or 'families' were too pushy or did something to get on his nerves, but here you were just happy to be a stay a good friend and roommate. None the wiser to the change right in front of him. You were an exceptional person and he could work with this.
However liking it wasn't a part of the plan.
He never expected to like someone doting on him hand and foot bringing him meals while he sat in the living room drinking tea and studying for college classes. Never thought he would want to be hugged. Never thought he'd long to come back to do nothing but sleep against the warmth your body would provide. Never expected to want to see you smile and giggle at him.
Never admiring the domestic aspect of it all. Watching you hum while cooking food or cleaning up the home. Watching your face scrunch up when the lamp refused to work. Seeing you scared and flying to the nearest chair as you saw a giant spider.
He wanted ALL of it! And there was nothing stopping him from having you eventually.
The smile on Murata's face was a little odd but you couldn't put your finger on it as he nodded. "Sure! I always enjoy your food anyways."