Love and Terror

The usual little introduction here:
is depressed and suicides.
and are devastated and somehow this ends up with the two of them getting together.  Beats me.

And once again I've managed to come up with something that will openly disagree with everything Kaz holds dear.  Well, perhaps not everything, but a bit.  She writes a lot of these fics, you see.  She has one of them up on fanfiction.net and it's got a few reviews.  I'm sure she'd love a few more, though.  There you go, Kaz, I've plugged your fic out of the goodness of my own heart.  How can you say I don't do anything for you?

Never mind.

I'm going to do my brutally honest thing here, because I don't believe that there's any point in lying just to make people feel better or hiding what you feel is the truth.  I think it's better that others know what you think and deal with it - half the reason this site is even here.  I would have moral qualms about writing a fic like this.  I find something a little morbid about using one person's death to bring two others together.  It just seems wrong, somehow.  As if you were going to a funeral to pick up guys.  It's an exaggeration, but I think it's a terrible thing to think that two people can't get together until their friend dies.

My moral qualms are probably no restriction to most people.  They are only characters, after all.  But I don't believe any death, even a fictional one, should be taken lightly.

Lovely.  Just lovely.  I think I might cry.

At what?  The sentimentality or the depressing tone of the fanfics?

The idea of dying without breaking Daisuke's record forty-three second belch.

Yeah, especially after all that practise you've done.

It'd be a crying shame.