A.N. Okay, so I renamed this 'fanfic' Drabbles and scraps. It's just whatever I feel like writing for Selfshipping, so it's just a whole bunch of Selfshipping that's not related to each other.

XD This was on my DA AGES agooo... but my GF has convinced me to put it on XD OTL'''' So... uhhh yes, it's weird! But... Enjoy!~

In his dreams he only sees those red strings, they come closer and closer wrapping around his arms and his legs, then his body… they wrap around and around until he goes numb all over, then when he tries to cry out he finds them around his mouth then when he does nothing and tries to stay there quietly and breathe they wrap around his neck cutting out his air supply.

"Aniki… Aniki!"

Chocolate eyes look up quickly, his mind being brought out of his daydreams. In his hands sits a shard of what may have once been part of a mirror. He quickly hides the mirror shard from the other.

"Oh… it's you Sho…"

"Aniki, you've been so weird lately, you don't even go fishing by the pier. All you do is sit here in your room, staring at nothing."

"I've been weird? Sorry Sho, I've just been doing a lot of recollecting… that's all…"

"I just came up to remind you that it's almost time for dinner."

"Ah, okay. Thanks Sho." He says smiling at the shorter boy. "I'm not in the mood for food though… so you can go without me…"

"Again? Aniki, you know if you keep going…"

"I'm okay, don't worry. See you later." the brunette says pushing his friend out the doorway before he has a chance to urge him more. "Seriously, I'm fine Sho, don't worry about me." he shuts the door and locks it. He sighs and takes the shard he hid and holds it in his palm. It was odd… this was odd. Just everything he did, it no longer made sense to himself, but then again… it was technically himself that clouded his mind… He grips the shard hoping for some kind of salvation but found none. He finds it harder and harder to keep on going these days, he grips the shard with more force.

It was nice seeing everyone moving on and finding their own path rather than how it used to be. But he questioned many a time was it right? Was it right that he was withdrawing himself from them so rapidly? He had started getting closer to them again too. Something had happened to change it again. He didn't understand…

Suddenly he lets out a hiss of pain, crimson drops hit the floor as the shard shatters on the ground. He looks at his hand, now a big gash sits there. He sighs, shrugging and pushing it away thinking half absentmindedly to himself that it will heal, like everything. Yubel appears, sharing her concern on what he just did, trying to convince him to go and attend to the wound, he ignores her and mutters saying that it would heal in time as the crimson drops still hit the ground slowly forming into strings. The brunette stares at them absentmindedly, feeling a bit worn out and finds his eyes are dropping. So he walks over to the bed, letting his body hit the mattress and fatigue take over him.

He's walking in darkness, he knows this place well. Mirrors and more mirrors surrounding the area. He sees the one he stole part of earlier. He walks closer to it, is about to break another shard off when a hand stops him. He looks toward his left, sees his golden eyes.

"What do you think you're doing?" cold lips say.

"Haou…" he begins.

"What do you think you can achieve by breaking pieces of this mirror?"

The brunette makes no response, instead stares at the ground below them. He looks up when his injured hand is grabbed.

"That was stupid of you." The one with the golden eyes says, bringing the hand closer to him, he stares at the boy with the chocolate eyes then licks the wound clean. Then the male wraps red string around the wound. Chocolate eyes make no reply and only grip onto the hand when the hand moves away. Their fingers lace together, fitting together like a jigsaw puzzle. Golden eyes say nothing, but everything is loud and clear in the world of mirrors. The world with no time and space. They sat down, chocolate eyes lie against the other, listening to his beating heart, their fingers still lacing together. The one with the chocolate eyes stays calm and collected, he wears a serene look on his face as he feels golden eyes bring up his hand and starts to stroke his face. He lets the other do so, relaxing under his touch. This was the place where he was truly happy. They stay like that for hours ticking by.

"It's time to go now…" says the hushed voice.

"Why can't I stay?" says the other one.

"Because you're not ready to give in to it yet…"

"I don't understand…"

"You'll understand in time…" golden eyes say ushering chocolate eyes pushing him. "It's time to wake up again…"

His eyes open. The sun is shining, he hears the sea. He looks and sees the red string bound on his wound. He sighs.

"What's that?" his teal haired friend asks.

"What's what?"

"That. On your hand."

"It's red string…"

"I can tell, but why is it there?" the teal haired one inisists.

"Just because…" the brunette answers simply, zoning out his friend, closing his eyes.

He was walking through the place again. He sneaks up to the mirror once again, maybe he would be able to take a piece without him knowing again. He knew he needed it. He's close to it.

"What are you trying to achieve by taking it?"

"So I can be sure…"

"Be sure?"

"That you exist… and that you aren't going to go…"

"Why would I leave?"

"Because…"

"Go and compose yourself, you're lacking the ability to make sense."

The boy says nothing and sits on the floor, cradling his legs in his arms. The golden eyed one sits down next to him. Time passes and the chocolate eyed one finds himself in the arms of the golden eyed one. He closes his eyes, wishing it wouldn't end. He listens to the beating heart of the other male. They stay like that for a while.

"It's time to leave… look your friend is calling you."

"He can wait…"

"No he can't, now go."

"Why can't I stay?"

"Because you're not ready to give in to it yet…"

"I don't understand…"

"You will soon…"

With that the older male pushes the younger off into his consciousness. He sighs, stares at his palm and finds a shard there in his red string bound hand.

"What's that?"

"What's what?"

"That mirror shard…"

"Nothing…" He walks off leaving his friend by the tree.

"See you tomorrow, Judai!" his friend calls loudly enough to wake the dead.

He stumbles into the room, strings of crimson lie on the floor, he stares at it and understands.

In his dreams he only sees those red strings and he invites them to come closer and closer so that they could wrap around his arms and his legs, then around his body… he invites them to wrap around and around until he goes numb all over, this time they don't go around his mouth, this time he does nothing and tries to stay there quietly letting them wrap around his neck cutting out his air supply.

"Aniki? Aniki?" the short boy with glasses cries, eyes wide. Tears threatening to come to his eyes. He runs off on his way to alert the others. But who could blame him?

For there lay on the floor of the room was the chocolate eyed male, crimson strings around his body, his hands near his neck with the red string that was once tied around his injured hand now around his neck.

"I no longer need to break your mirrors…" chocolate eyes stare into golden ones as he lies there sprawled on the floor.

"Ah… so you've given in to it then…" golden eyes say his hands running down his body.

"Yes… so we could stay like this forever…" he smiles, feeling a hand stroke his face.

"Yes… we could stay like this forever…"

A.N. Uh yeahhhh soooo... I guess that's about it, I really want to know what you guys think!~ x33 I wanna give a shout out to my lovely Haou-sama 33333~ *glomps you* XD Seriously though! Please reviewww!

~BleedingStrawberries