[Makebelieve] Fic: Ooops - XMen - RemyFic

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Title: Ooops...
by PEJA
Fandom: XMen
Pairing: Remy/Logan
Portrayed by
Rating: FRM
Summary: the knife sort of slipped
Warning: not a death fic. promise, well, maybe..., suicide attempt
Prompt: From the PromptsRUs journal -
http://asylums.insanejournal.com/promptsrus - "authors choice - He/she
didn't intend to kill him/herself. The knife just sort of...slipped"
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He hadn't intended to kill himself. The knife just sort of...slipped.

At least that was the story he was sticking to if on the off chance someone
decided to stick their head in and check on how he was doing, not that he
expected that to happen. Only one who even bothered to check on him once in
the blue moon was Logan. Besides, even if someone decided he was worth the
effort, even if he got the chance to tell his side, he doubted that many of
the team of infamous mutants would believe it had been an accident.

Maybe he didn't even believe it himself if he was honest with himself. He'd
taken to sliding into a warm bath with the dangerously beautiful little
stiletto and taking long leisurely strokes at his body for so long he
supposed he could have wanted to die, but had been afraid. Until now.
Sighing weakly he wondered if it had been in his mind all this time that
maybe he would get lucky one of these times. That just maybe, if he wasn't
careful enough, wasn't paying close enough attention, the knife would cut
too deep, would sever too severely. Ah, what matter that he die, hey? None
would miss him, not even his beloved sister of the soul, Ororo. Well, her
maybe a little, but even she had turned away from him after..

He breathed a sad little chuckle. What matter, now, when death waited so
close? The past is in the past. The future, not worth worrying about. His
pain was too alive in him. He smiled, his soul danced for joy with
approaching death in his minds eye and he mentally reached out to join that
gay union. What matter? He'd been locking himself down here in the boathouse
for so long he figured no one would even bat an eye when they found his
lifeless body slumped over in the icy bath.

His red eyed stare narrowed now, watching the blood swirl in the water,
forming strange little pictures in his mind. There, that swirl was
Nightcrawler's spooky black, well it wasn't black seeing as how it was
formed of water and blood, but still.. furred features. And floating down
near his feet...he giggled as he picked out the ruby red bunny face peering
back at him.

He shook off the insanity floating though his thoughts and considered how he
had gotten himself to this point. Contemplated the loneliness of exile since
coming back to the mansion after being abandoned in the frozen depthes of
Antartica.

But soon that loneliness would end He would be free of this nightmare of
rejection that had become his life. He would....

His body slipped lower in the water, so low it lapped at his upper lip. A
liquid kiss from a fluid lover.

His only lover...

A vision of Logan flitted through his mind and with it, the wistful
thought...if only...

Stupid desires...as if Logan would ever...

With a soft sigh of acceptance, he slid lower, his head submerged with only
the wild waves of his dark hair floating about to mark his way.


end?
Does he live? Die?


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