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February Event 2012; Writing Event y'all
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Topic Started: Feb 7 2012, 02:02 PM (4,923 Views)
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Lightning
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Feb 9 2012, 12:27 PM
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Steel your mind. Run on instinct.
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Account Name: Lightning Character who will be Used: Stella Fleuret Submission:
Submission That day, I can still remember it clearly. The sun was hidden behind a thick blanket of clouds only daring to peek out for a glimpse at the world below and I sat beneath the giant Oak tree near my guild’s base of operations where I couldn’t help but wonder if I wouldn’t be swallowed up within the snow that grew thicker and thicker with each passing moment. I’d been with my back pressed against the tree’s powerful trunk for hours not that I knew that at the time, seemingly all blended together the hours threatened to escape me while my mind focused on things of a more serious nature. The chill of the weather around me had most venturing indoors for warmth and comfort but not I, the touch of my clothes and the warmth of my breath was enough to keep me warm. I rubbed my hands together for what had to have been the thousand time that day as I fought to keep my fingers with the sense of touch but this time something was different, flickering off the lights of the street left me all alone. I hadn’t realised how late it was until the only things that were awake alongside me also sought comfort of their own but the time wasn’t the only thing I realised as I looked to the misty morning sky however. I was alone, truly alone. No one walked the streets and not a bird seemed to be chirping their usual morning songs, it became very apparent to me then that what I had been sitting out by the tree all night for had not eventuated. He hadn’t returned yet.
Yet another night had gone by and the man I was waiting for still wasn’t standing before me, why? Why hadn’t he come to hold me and keep me warm? Why hadn’t he kept that promise that I remember so clearly being made? It was as the sun slowly rose into the sky from it’s slumbering stay beneath the horizon that those questions plagued my mind and it was as the snow began to fall once more that an almost simultaneous tear fell in synch with those flakes towards the earth. My heart began to ache and as I pulled my knees tighter to my chest and tightened the grip I held around them much like someone would a teddy bear I realised that a year had passed, a whole lonely and depressing year had gone by since that day. Since the day I had been promised of a quick reunion between I and my love, perhaps one whole year since I had been told warm words despite the icy truth behind them. As the snow continued to fall around me I was sheltered only partially by the branches of the only thing remaining with me. It stirred memories within my mind and I found myself drifting off into a time that now felt so long ago and so recent.
There was no snow where I stood and yet the air was as chilly as you would expect should there have been and the winds were often enough to keep that chilled sensation upon the skin that it wisped past, it was a refreshing chill though and it only aided me in staying awake as late night grew closer and closer. I doubt that I could have ever fallen asleep though, not when I was waiting for someone so important. My love Okita was on his way to meet me in where I waited in the stables and we were supposed to be leaving our hometown of Chrysanthemum due to dangers presenting themselves because of my brother, he had always been one to lose his temper and when drunk that tendency only became more prevalent and unfortunately it landed him in some of the worst trouble it possibly could. Forced to flee or be jailed….. or worse he fled without speaking to anyone but myself, not that it was on purpose though. He hadn’t meant to see before he left, it was because I sought him out that we had our final rendezvous. Love made me seek him out and love was the reason that I kept the secret he spoke to me, I made a promise that day and even if I had to uproot my life to keep it then so be it. I cared not what I had to do to keep that promise, although the very thing that had me keeping it so tightly within my confines was also the very thing that threatened to make me allow it free.
Love, its an emotion that seems to have so much power in my life and my journey through it. It’s kept secret’s hidden away never to be spoken and it’s tormented me for keeping them at the same time, it’s kept me hopeful and it’s made me crash into the depths of depression. Truly a most volatile of emotion, and yet we all seek it out time and time again. A folly of human kind? Perhaps, or perhaps it’s just a testament to the hope that we all hold onto. But I’m blabbing on more then an elderly person asked how their day was now aren’t I, back to the story.
The night was chilly and yet I wasn’t cold, the adrenaline that pumped through my veins as I thought on what we were doing and for what reason. A lone owl gave it’s cry from the branch of the tree I could see from my spot upon the bales of hay set out for the horses the next day and almost as if a signal it seemed to give way to the sounds of approaching footsteps. The dirt crunched beneath the boots that approached me and at first I wasn’t sure if they were friendly or not, deciding to be careful I remained still and took quiet breaths while I waited for a hint of to whom the boots belonged. The moments that I was waiting felt like so much more and I could have sworn I felt my heart beating so strongly I would lose it but as the face of the person approaching the corner of the stables was shown to me that fear quickly subsided. The smile I was greeted to shone through the darkness and before I knew it my feet were moving me towards him and my arms stretching out wide to embrace him, our words were warm and sweet however we did not waste time before getting on with what we knew had to be done. We had to leave the city and we had to do it then when we had the chance to do so safely, and yet I had always known it wouldn’t have gone off without a hitch and as Okita didn’t follow after me with the pace I had expected I knew I had been right. When all and all was over I found myself leaving Chrysanthemum alone on horseback and heading for a promised place where we would be reunited shortly, as soon as he could tie up some loose ends on his end. Or so that was the picture his words had painted to me, was I wrong?
A warm hand awoke me from the dream like state I was in and a familiar voice telling me it was time to go inside was that which made me raise my head from it’s cradled and comfortable position atop my knees, even with everything that had happened and what I should have known deep down my eyes glanced up with hope that it was who I was waiting for. Of course that wasn’t the way it turned out and the face and voice before me was that of Mary, my guild mate and friend for the time I had been in the guild of Quatro Cerberus alongside her. She had come to bring me inside and although I didn’t want to leave the spot I had promised to be I found myself standing and walking alongside her as we made our way back to the base, I would return there and I would do so when I could for what turned out to be another year before the promise I was made was kept and the one I had made in turn followed suit.
Love, it’s a most powerful emotion despite it’s frailty and perhaps it’s something we don’t respect enough these days. Do you? Would you wait for someone that said they would return to you? Would you wait for them no matter what you had to face to do so? Or would those words that you sealed with a promise become nothing more then just ‘something you said’? True lvoe is eternal and although these days the term is overused I will not do so. Love is when you trust another completely, when their happiness lifts your own and when it means more to you then yours, when you can be made to smile by even the most mundane things they do or say, and when you know…. their promise is forever.
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Levvins
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Feb 9 2012, 01:28 PM
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* squishes fumloon*
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Submission Love. One word I’ve seen misused, contorted and twisted beyond recognition. One word I’ve seen used to justify silly infatuations and yearnings. One word I’ve seen used for the tiniest of feelings by humans towards one another. One word I’ve sworn to never use again, unless I were to mention my feelings toward magic. Right there and then, I would prove myself a hypocrite, a liar and blatant fake. I’ve long since accepted this reality, and I think what I have done is what I really wanted to do. I’ve experienced personal satisfaction and gratification even though I know what I’ve done is morally wrong.
It was that little spark, the tiny flicker of light that signalled what I was to grow up to be, at the wee age of 8. “What is magic?” I remember my young self asking my parents, innocent as I was. Innocence was beauty, but ignorance was not bliss.
It was as if I envisioned a part of me talking to magic, conversing with magic as if it could speak. It COULD speak, now that I think about it. I knew emotions could not get in the way of what I wanted to do. It was everything that I detested.
Happiness, sadness, frustration, elation, sorrow and loss.
There was no place for love, it seemed.
The young girl in my past caught sight of the fairy floating around in her imagination. A small, light dancing figure, with a certain grace and youthful face. A small, young figure with a spring in its steps.
Like a butterfly floating around in the garden, a bee buzzing through the shrubbery or a peacock showing off its brilliant plumage, it teased the young girl, tested her fondness of the little dancing fairy.
“Come at me, you know you want me.”
The dainty steps it took seemed to entice the little young girl, piquing her interest as she inched closer to the little fairy. An aura of purity and power seemed to emanate from this small figure – it was remarkable in itself.
“Eula, are you sure this is what you want? Is this what you want to pursue? Are you willing to give up everything you have to pursue your dreams?”
“Is this truly the power you seek?”
The young girl replied, “Not power, but love.” And she beamed with a smile that illuminated even the darkest of nights.
Coming back to my senses, I knew that at that moment in time, I had not planned for the light to die down, being replaced by the darkness of the night. But my love for it still goes strong. And I plan for it to be so until I die. I could stay with it forever, be by its side, holding it tight, grasping the very manifestation of what I loved. The little fairy still resides in my heart, seeking to show its true self in the purest of forms, unrestricted by the narrow views of the Light Mages I detested. And the small fairy took comfort in that.
Edited by Levvins, Feb 9 2012, 01:29 PM.
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Enchantress
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Feb 10 2012, 01:38 AM
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★★★Urano Metria!★★★
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Submission It's been years since I haven't been to special gatherings like the dance or a prom. I have been lonely for three whole years. And the persons who were there to comfort me were my spirits. I know they have mutual feelings for me. But I can't give back the love they have given to me. How could I love someone when I don't even love myself? One should be complete first to give their all to someone they truly love. At least that's what I believe about love. And that's the reason I came up why mom left me. But she didn't leave me alone. She left me her trustworthy spirit. Until now, even if I don't already see her anymore and I don't know anything about her now, I still believe that she did what's best for me. To leave me to find herself, to be complete. And now, here I am. Staring at a blank paper in front of me. With the trash can on my side, flooded with papers drawn only with one line each. I have been crushing it every time I think it's not right enough. And will start over with another blank paper.
I finally give up and went out of my room. I'll just waste more papers if I stayed. I better go shopping. That way, I might got some ideas for another drawing to put on the wall of my room. The girls in the lobby seemed to be busy with something. And the 'something' is that I do not know. So I came over to the group of girls gathering on the table of the room. They're reading something. It's about a prom. A prom in the Fairy Tail Guild Hall. And the non-wizard girls who was invited by a male member will have an access to the guild prom. I have never been to prom since I stop schooling. Well, it's not called prom 'cause I'm still grade school that time. It was called the dance. I can still remember myself surrounded by boys who were begging to be their partner for the dance. Girls in my class would envy me. That's grade school. And it's just now life.
I can still go to the prom without a date. I'm a member of the guild. And that's an advantage for me, 'cause I'll not wait for someone to invite me to the prom anymore. All there's left to do for me is to pick a dress and be my pretty best in the prom. But it would be awkward if I go alone. I should go with someone. Being a girl is really hard during this time of the year. You should wait for someone to ask you on a date. I headed outside trying not to mind my problem. I'm sure there would be one or two who'll ask me to dance with them tonight.
It's already six and I'm all dressed up in a new dark blue dress. It's has long sleeves with a short skirt. The upper part is see through adorned with small diamonds to cover the breast part. I looked stunning. But no one still invited me to be their date. But I still have the courage to go on. I'll show the guys inside the guild that they should regret about not asking me to be their date in the prom.
They were all stunned by my look that night. But no one still cared to dance with me. And I'm desperate to find a partner. If only those guys were just like my spirits. Then an idea came into my mind. I was blind not to see that I already have what I have been yearning for. And there's two of them, Lupus and Lepus. They have been there for me. Through all the times, whether it's been good or bad. I don't have to give back the love they have shown me. I have been loving them from the bottom of my heart. Even though that's not the love that they wanted from me. I summoned Lupus inside and dance with him. I thanked him for all the things that he did for me and kissed him on his cheeks. He kissed me back on the cheeks and disappeared magically in the air as his duration was already up. And next was Lepus, I did the same routine. Dance with him, thanked him, and kiss him. He kissed my forehead and I closed my eyes. When I opened them, he was not there anymore.
I have been blind all along. I already returned the love that they have given to me, though it's not in the way that they wanted. But at least, I made my spirits happy right on the night of the day of the hearts. And I finally found myself, complete and perfectly fine.
I was drawing something on the paper and then hang it on the wall right after I finished it. I then went out of the room to go the guild hall. On the drawing was a blonde girl kissed by a wolf spirit on the right cheek and a hare spirit who was kissing her on the left cheek.
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Zaine
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Feb 14 2012, 01:53 AM
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Account Name: Zaine Character who will be Used: Cornelius Crowe Submission:
Submission “Hm…”
I was thinking about this for a while – with my feet up on that old wooden table of mine, my fedora hat nicely placed onto one side whilst I leant backwards on my chair, the smoke from my cigarette had already covered a large area of my small room, although that didn’t bother me one little bit, hell, it provided something nice to look at instead of that damn cracked ceiling. I couldn’t help but pull on my sideburns a tad bit as I pondered, an aspect that I knew other people would find bizarre, although I didn’t care.
“…Why..?”
Then it struck me, images of her began springing up in my mind like uncontrollable thought missiles, it was surely tremble worthy, I had never felt like this before, but that feeling had already succeeded in doing something that no other individual before her could do, she had made me lose control of my emotions, something that intrigued me, however before I could notice, my pondering caused me to sway my chair too far back, sending me plummeting to the ground.
I got up with only my pride injured, although still expressing my physical pain through the rubbing of my head, although, my little fall had caused the chair I was leaning on to shatter, how nice. This fall reminded me of the time that she often scolded me for being reckless, wanting me to stay safe, what a troublesome woman she was, always butting her nose into situations that she had no business knowing of, however, she always knew how to make me smile.
“What a girl...”
I recalled of the time where she sobbed when I came back from work moderately injured, bawled her eyes out and all, it was a sight that I wasn’t proud of, seeing her in tears like that, so that’s when I decided to never have her cry like that again, even if I ended up snuffing out my own life in the process…a rather contradictive statement, I know, but who cares, I’m in love!
“What is love to me? Well, it’s…”
It was on one of my first ever journeys as a mage and amateur detective, I had little money to go on and as such I was forced to endure hardships that one would expect to face should he or she choose to travel alone for the first time. On the first town that I had managed to claw my way to, I encountered an enchanting woman, she was the daughter of a store clerk, but never mind her credentials…she was beautiful, and kind too, as she had given me a free apple after seeing me drop due to the strain. I’m not sure why, but ever since that day, I had been seeing her now and then, which was strange because at first I thought she was just the daughter of some store owner, helping her father with the store and such, however, after a few encounters, I had realized that she herself was a mage, and a fairly decent one too. It was around this time that I realized that she was worth pursuing, though at first she declined, saying she wasn’t ready for anything like that, she still tagged along for the journey, which was all but strange.
Over the months travelling, I slowly realized that she did like me, but she didn’t want to rush things, however, by the time I fully realized that, she had long since gone her own way…it was too late, she was gone, finito- Or so I thought at that time…
“That woman later became my wife, only because she stuck by me through bitterness and anguish, so that we could share the dearest of memories…to me, love can only be described as a feeling that binds two people together, forever, two people that can support themselves to shine brighter and last longer than ever…”
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Simmons101
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Feb 14 2012, 03:52 AM
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The Tracer of Blue Pegasus
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Submission How long has it been since I felt this relaxed? How long since I allowed myself to feel this satisfied? I’m sure there were plenty of times in the past I held someone this close with similar affection, yet no matter how hard I try, I can’t seem to recall any of them. It’s like these previous eight years have been a blur of time, and all those tiny moments of warmth and peace blended in with every other memory. But why is that so important anymore? They were all temporary, anyway; short spans of comfort in the grasp of another person. It was known each time that it was only for the moment, but back then I was always on the move and couldn’t stay for long…or could I? Did I really need to leave those warm homes and inviting families, or could I have lived the rest of my life in one of them?
No matter, it’s in the past now and there’s nothing I can do to change it. Even if I could, I wouldn’t dare trade that period of my life for the world; not for what I have now. Maybe that was the difference. Those forgotten moments occurred quickly, giving me the strength to keep moving toward something more important. Now I have a home, a real home. Blue Pegasus is the first place in years I can recognize as a permanently welcoming place. I can’t even describe the joy, wonder, and fear that filled me the day I joined the guild. I soon fell in love with the city, its citizens, and the lavender colored forest that lay on Poinsetta’s outskirts. Still, I had no real attachment to anyone, so I spent my time pushing the limits of my magic in the forest, hoping to one day put it to good use.
It was in that very same forest that I met her.
Consequently, that same forest is spread out in front of me, my eyes gazing up at the crystal sky through the multi-colored trees. The cool, cinnamon scent lingered in my nose, and the passing breeze would occasionally sweep through the natural maze. No matter how many times I come here, my body never gets tired of this beautiful forest. The nook of the tree I sit up against sinks in at bit, allowing me a slightly comfortable reclines on the sturdy trunk. Still, having your back to a tree for a long time can make it a bit sore, so I try to shift my body around carefully and quietly; I don’t want to wake up the pink haired child I held.
Adrianna sleeps peacefully in my lap, my arms crossed in front of her in a soft hug. Her head lolled to the side, using my nearby arm as a makeshift pillow. I can’t describe the blissful look on her face as anything other than heart-bustlingly adorable. What started out as a quick visit to the forest soon turned into a shared afternoon nap. This place is, or was, her home, and she spends more time around here than anywhere else. I don’t blame her; she’s had a bad experience with humans in the past and prefers to avoid them, though it makes it harder to find her at times. I’m still trying to understand what makes me so different than other people, but I really don’t need to question it. All that matters is that I care about her too.
It’s amazing, now that I think about it, how fast we connected; we pretty much became attached right off the bat. I barely even knew her, but after first meeting her I felt a deep connection take root. Though she’s suffered from human cruelty, “Annie” somehow manages to keep a happy, positive outlook on life. She’s far from ignorant, but the fact that her innocence is still intact is nothing short of inspirational. It triggered something inside of me, some form of nature I never knew I had. The feeling was an absolute and irrefutable need. A need to be there for her; to protect her. To hold her close and never let go.
We essentially adopted one another as a Big Brother and Little Sister, and I’ve never felt more content in my life.
In a way, she kind of saved me. When I held others close in the past, it was either to cry to them or to bask in the affection of another human. They were always short, and I never made any deep connection with those people, but it kept me strong. But Annie…Annie is different. She is the first real connection I’ve had in years, and thanks to her, I’m slowly beginning to connect to other people. For the first time, I’m not just making acquaintances only to never see them again (well, maybe still, but not as much), and instead grasping out toward people I can share my friendship with. I can’t tell if it was my meeting her or my joining the guild that began these growing connections, but I can’t deny one thing; I’m beyond grateful that this child of nature is in my life.
I smile, looking down on the pink haired girl again. She shifted around in her sleep, and her face now rests on my chest, a little trail of drool rolling down her cheek. My smile grows persistently wider at the site, unable to contain the swell of joy in my chest. Laying my head back against the slanted tree trunk, I close my eyes and let drowsiness take me.
Sometimes I wonder if this is what Lexan felt like when he met me all those years ago. Did he feel this same need to be there for me as I do toward Annie? And did he feel the same warmth that I do whenever I’m around her? I just can’t help but see myself in the same situation as before, only I’m the big brother this time looking out for my younger sister.
I finally have someone I can care deeply for. Someone I can share my sorrow, my laughter, and my strength with. Someone I can grow stronger for. Someone I’m willing to risk my life for!
Someone that I can hold and enjoy a peaceful afternoon with.
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Feb 14 2012, 05:11 PM
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Swordsman & Swordsmith as One!
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Account Name: 御 Jossle Character who will be Used: Yama Motobe Submission:Click Here I feel a great clarity taking over me like a warm blanket as I disembark from the Harusame's Tsukihime Airship into a vast grass field in the most desolate part of Fiore as the sun set, bathing the area in a golden glow. This was a far away land from the streets of sakurai where I grew up and that was a prospect that filled me with anticipation as I wondered what opponents awaited me in this land, as martial artist I felt happiness at the prospect of finding new rivals to test my fist against yet while my conscious thoughts were on the adventure before me. I close my eyes as the winds caress my face and my lungs fill with fresh air. I hear my family making their way to the gate of the ship to say their last farewells to me but I kept my silence as the answered to that question that tortured me so came clear to me in single epiphany; It was simply fate. It is said two pole stars cannot shine under the same heavens, the same can be said for Yami and myself. We may share a bond within our soul as old as land we walk upon yet we are meant to be forever apart because each us have different fates and roles to play in the grander schemes of the universe. I mourned and rage over that fact for a long time, denying it with all my might and holding on to the only person I knew I could trust but now as I release my breath on final time as I will myself to let everything go with single thought. Takame is my peng-you and the only man aside raoh I am proud to call 'brother'. He would not fail me. He gave Yami the happiness she deserves in her second chance as has stand by me when no one else would and expected nothing in return, willing to sacrifice even his own eye for my sake. I opened my eyes then turned around, seeing the family I was leaving behind watching me from the Tsukihime's Boarding Gate, all of them sad in their own ways due to our parting but I knew I would return to them no matter what. Takame leaned to the side of the archway of the gate looking as lazy as he always did never being one for formalities even as the emperor himself was before him .The black haired, one eyed man dressed in a simple yukata and smoking a pipe with his left hand lazily only looked at me for a brief moment as our eyes crossed for a minute before he gave a nod before raising his pipe to his lips to take another drag. No words were said between us but I received his message clearly. - Don't worry. I got your back, Meiyuu.- I just nodded back at him as I trusted Takame implicitly or I would not have allowed him to marry my sister otherwise, I know he will keep them safe while I am gone. Beside Takame , who took his chance to go back to sleep, stood my adoptive mother, Genkai. Tiny as always and holding her hands behind her back. The elder master baji was wearing the classic martial arts clothes yet her purple cap bearing the emblem of imperial family was gone so her shoulder-length pinkish gray hair flowed in the soft breeze as her brown eyes gazed upon with hidden worry. I grinned cockily at her to ease her worry -“ Genkai-oka, the worried look doesn't suit you, not to mention it's not helping the wrinkles”- I say, teasing her. -“ ungrateful brat, here I am worried for you and this is what you do? Go ahead and leave, see what I care. I hope someone beats that arrogance out of you...”- She responds with a glare as she barks at me as usual I close my eyes with a pleased smile, I didn't like seeing my mother sad. I respond to her with pride in my voice -“ That's impossible. I am your son after all...and you trained me well.”- I listen to her laugh amused, as she responds with a tone full of warmth and pride -“ I did indeed! Slanar o'r kote, my son!. I may not have birth you but know i couldn't be more proud of the man you have become and I am sure Yujiro would feel the same.” - I take a moment and give a respectful bow to my Shifu, with my right fist pressed against my left palm, which Genkai happily returns. We may not share blood but Genkai and Yujiro are my parents. My celestial parents they may not be but I still love them dearly. Genkai turned around and left, probably to protect her reputation as harsh taskmaster but I knew she was nearly in tears and so was I. I was now alone with her. Yami had walked down the stairs and just stood there behind fuzzing over her child as she was holding baby Kenji in her arms as Kenji's little hand reached for me. I never saw anything more beautiful. I took several steps forward and extend my finger towards Kenji...My nephew. The little baby took my finger in his hands and I smiled. He had a strong grip. - “ Kenji, you need to be responsible now, unlike that lazy father of yours. Ni kar'tayl gai sa'ad ”- I said with tenderness as for me, Kenji was much my son as he was Takame's My eyes turned finally to Yami. We both stood still as I took in her beauty one last time Yami's slender figure didn't show that she gave birth, she was still as beautiful even had a scar running horizontally on the left side of her forehead and another vertically on her left cheek, both product of our training. Her shoulder length blond hair is normally was tied up at the back of her head, while her parted fringe is done up in a bundle, held by 2 miniature kunai, both with red thread at the end, on each side. The part of her hair that isn’t tied is left to run down her cheeks, reaching past her chin. Yami was dressed in a black kimono i bought for her, without a right sleeve and exposing her right leg, decorated with autumn leaves, held by a red obi. On her right arm she sports a detached sleeve that goes from her wrist to her mid-biceps. She was also wearing fishnet stockings and black high-heel boots that reached just below the knee. I suddenly found myself breathless, this was the moment of truth. The silence between us was tense as baby kenji just watched us confused. We remained still, just gazing into each other's eyes but both wanting desperately to break this awkward silence but just as i was about to crack some joke to break the ice Yami put a fingers to my lips silencing me before kissing me deeply. My arms circled around her waist but making sure not to press together too tight as Kenji was between us. It was a passionate kiss as we let ourselves go of all our inhibitions. I used all my focus to memorize the taste of her lips before we finally had to break for air. Yami was the first to speak as she rested her head against my shoulder. Her voice filled with emotion after such a fervor -“ Mhi solus tome, mhi solus dar'tome . I pray to Brahma you can find a woman that loves you as much as I do brother.”- My eyes could not held back the tears as I felt a great joy at her words. I gently pushed Yami away from me and then put by hands on her shoulders before kissing her again, this time a chaste kiss of parting as I spoke trough my tears. -“ I have made so many friends and I have felt joy as a martial arstist thanks to you sister, I finally know what path has been ordained for me. I will now go and seek that path...farewell!.”- Yami just sheds a single tears before smiling brightly to me, which I return before turning around and beginning my walk towards as she continues to wave me goodbye along with kenji. As I march farther away from the airship, I turn back one last time and feel myself filled with purpose as every one of my family along with the rest of the harusame crew stood as the top of the airship, waving their swords in the air with cries of victory and farewell. To think that karma would grant such forgiveness to one such as I, Enma Daio. But love is an emotion far more powerful than i ever thought and i now know that i have a place to return to...a home filled with people who loved me. Commentary: First off, i would like to point that this story is canon to Yama's current story. This happened before all my threads in FTG as Yama Motobe so this can be considered a 'prologue' of sort. It has being a while since i wrote in this perspective so forgive the typos i might have left and here is a list of face claim so you can visualize the various character's looks
Takame Hiko = Takasugi From Gintama
Yami Hiko = Tsukuyo From Gintama
Genkai Mutsuhito = Genkai from Yu Yu Hakusho (Not very orginal but I am a fan of her, okay)
Translations i have also taken the liberty of adding translations and clarifications of certain values and factors in the story since i am using words and elements that might confused you or give you the wrong idea of what message i am sending with this piece:
- Peng-You = 'Friend' in Xinyin (chinese) & 'Meiyuu' = Sworn Friend in Archaic Haorin (japanese)
This phrases are used to further note the bond between Yama and Takame as being beyond blood and laws. In the old codes of chivalry of eastern people known as the Wuxia Code and the Bushido Code for the Yato and Hao people respectively, Peng-you or Meiyuu are terms used to signify a great bond of honor with the person who is conferred such title expressing a powerful sense of loyalty and unshakable trust to that person.
- Slanar o'r kote = 'Go in Glory' in Yato'a (Mando'a)
A parting used by Yato warriors when going to battle. it is spoken as the equivalent to 'good luck' since it is considered rude and sometimes offensive to wish luck to a yato, as that is as saying the yato lacks the combat skills to win by his own merits. To 'go in glory' also implies that should the yato die, he should do so as a warrior and face death with dignity and die for the glory of the yato race
- Ni kar'tayl gai sa'ad = 'I know your name as my child' in Yato'a (Mando'a)
This is the formal yato adoption vow and the first words spoke to a Cuy'Val Dar (lit. Those who no longer exist in Yato'a), human who was turned into a Yato ttrough alkahestry thus no longer existing as a human but not considered true yato eithier due to their inability to inherit blood memories. Yama in this case uses the literal sense of phrase to express his hopes and love for Kenji
- Mhi solus tome, mhi solus dar'tome = 'We are one when together. we are one when parted” in Yato'a (Mando'a)
Part of a marriage vow spoke by yato, Yami does not uses it fully because it would be considered bidding if she did and a form of prostitution which is heavily frowned upon by yato. Yami speaks the line as a way to show Yama she would always love him even if her body and heart belonged to another, her soul was his as they are linked spiritually as the two faces of the samsara cycle of reincarnation. Yama representing Yin and the lower realms (naraka, ptetra & asura) and Yami representing Yang and the higher realms (manusya, tiryag-oni & deva).
Yama cries at hearing this words because even as yama and yami had been lovers in a carnal sense for a long time, Yami always denied him those words because she felt she could not disobey brahma's command that had split the two star struck lovers so many ages ago so even hearing some of them is enough to move him
Closing Statemement
What i wanted to do wtih this story i actually couldn't due to the word limit as Raoh was removed and he would showcase the 'Love for one's nation' and so were other elements i wanted to add such as Yami actually sparring a bit with Genkai before leaving but i feel i achieved what i wanted to do, to showcase the different kinds of love that exist in this word and how love could move people to do great things. I leave to my readers to decide...
Shaolin Braver, Signing off.
Keep on Braving!
Edited by Jossle, Feb 20 2012, 03:16 PM.
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Feb 15 2012, 03:58 AM
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Submission: My Submission I held her bags as we waited at the station for her train. She continually checked and recheck that everything was perfect: her makeup, her clothes, her tools, and her books. She was going away to some prestigious, far away school on a scholarship, something almost unheard of for a Fiorian. I grumbled good-naturedly as she completed her rounds once more, anxious for the train. "Claire. Ya look perfect. Don't worry about it. They'll be far too dazzled by yer wit t' even think 'bout anythin' else- fer the first couple months, anyway." I grinned as Claire glared at me. "Perhaps, you big oaf. But I doubt I'm going to be the smartest there, not by a long shot. Besides, a woman always wants to look her best- but you probably already know that, considering how quick you are with the compliments."
I shrugged off the accusation and smiled. "Guilty as charged. Still, doesn't make it any less true. I still don't think ya need half o' this stuff t' look beautiful." My ear twitched as it caught the sound of the closing train. "Thank you." Claire said brightly. "I'm still amazed you don't have women hanging off both arms. You should be having to put that overgrown hammer of yours to good use by now." She giggled, a sound like tinkling wind chimes. It sent shivers down my back every time I heard it. "And I can't believe you're leavin' fer this incredibly prestigious foreign university. Who woulda thought that little, sheltered bookworm I met on the playground so long ago would actually grow up?"
I was truly surprised. I had never noticed it before, but all my compliments were full of truth. Claire had become absolutely stunning with age. She had no magic, but that didn't matter; the sheer size of her intellect could have been classified as a magic all its own. My mouth opened to give voice to a thought, one that could possibly change my entire future, but just then, the train pulled into the station with a hiss, belching smog. "Oh, here's my train. Thank you for everything, Grana. I'll be thinking of you." She kissed me on the cheek as she slipped her bags out from my grasp. "Huh? Oh, yeah. Have fun, Claire." I responded absentmindedly. "Goodbye!" Claire called cheerily over her shoulder as she boarded the train. The doors slid shut with a final hiss, and the train began to pull from the station.
I stood waiting at the station, my mind in silent shock. My entire past with Claire began to play before my eyes, from the rocky start to the symphony that was today. Whenever something happened to one, the other was always there with something to pick up the counterpart from the dirt. I looked up at the departing train and knew I had to make a choice. Perhaps I was throwing everything away, but I had the chance for happiness in front of my face. "It was there the whole damn time, 'n' I never noticed!" I roared at myself.
Not much of a choice, really.
I threw my head down and began to pump my legs like pistons, attempting to eat up the ground between the train and I. Terror and, dare I say it, love, lent me speed that I had never before possessed. I was determined not to let this final chance slip away from me. I didn't know how I would support myself without a fancy scholarship like Claire's, but I knew that I would. I would do anything to stay with Claire; that much was sure now. I could find a job as an apprentice blacksmith, or perhaps a carpenter, but I would find something. It didn't matter what, really: I had found my pearl, and I was willing to sell everything I had to obtain it. "How stupid was I, t' never see what was right below m'nose the entire time!" But that didn't matter now. There was no time for thoughts, merely time to catch up with the train. My lungs burned, my heart throbbed, and my legs screamed, but those didn't matter either. I had to catch up with that train.
"Claire!!!" I yelled my defiance to the skies, hoping to get my beloved's attention. The name echoed through peak and valley, as if all nature seemed determined that Claire should hear and we should be together. But not all of nature was in harmony with this idea. Just as Claire peek her head out of the caboose door, a sinister stone rose from the earth and grabbed my foot, causing me to stumble. I slowly rose to my knees, tears rolling down his cheeks. "I-I love you." I whispered, as the train pulled from sight. ... ... ... These scenes, like friezes of a renowned artist, flashed through my head as the train began to slowly chug its way out of the station. If I wanted to have a chance at that life, now was the time. Instead, I stood there, as if struck still by the hand of God himself, as the train turned the bend and vanished from sight. I don't know why I didn't try to act out that dream of mine, why I didn't try to change the ending, but I didn't, and that's all that matters. I sighed, sticking my hands in my pockets as I turned to leave. "Perhaps... In another life." I whispered with one last, agonized glance at what could have been.
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Feb 17 2012, 02:55 PM
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Dark Lorde of the Sith
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Account Name: 栄 Snow Character who will be Used: Silva Venetrix Submission: *Note: Contains strong language.
Submission
Staring blankly at the sun Waiting for my time to come Your good life it makes me sick All the screaming sounds like music
I bid you welcome to my message, a message intended for you,
Behind this false exterior of anger, darkness and lust for blood lays a lost and lonely little girl. Truth be told, that lonely little girl was once a sweet and caring girl much to ones amazement. That girl however is now long since dead. Reborn a new if you believe in that sort of thing, or perhaps she began to understand. What she understood was that she could not trust anyone, there were others lesser than her that did not need to exist. But perhaps you think that this is a story of my history? Nay you are wrong, it was merely an introduction into a little piece of my past life, a life to which I have forgotten and left behind me. What I wish to ... Divulge if you will, is a little life lesson on one of the most pathetic emotions that cause the human race to become more pathetic than ever imaginable. It sickens me. To think that such a useless, overrated, pathetic excuse for such emotion can truly exist and make humans fall so, so far. I speak of course, of Love.
Love, what is love? I'll tell you what 'love' is. It is a meaningless emotion in which one gender will express feelings for another, usually of the opposite gender. What does it gain? Some relationship crap that will end up not lasting very long. Love invokes; compassion, sympathy, kindness and other sickly expressions. All meaningless, it does not make one strong, have you not heard of someone say "Our love is so strong that it shields us from evil"? Or perhaps, "I will die protecting the one I love"? Both statements are made of nothing but hope, hope that they will survive if anything it is false hope that defines 'love'. That is all that 'love' is, false hope that something can happen. A hope is crushed as easily as an ant is stepped on.
Why does it exist? Ha! I'll be damned if I know, oh wait - I already am. I do not care for this 'love' perhaps once, long ago I did but that was a fools mistake and nothing more. A false hope that turned into the death of a life and the birth of a new life. A 'love' I once had was long ago, in my 'past' life. A boy, so sweet and kind the town loved him as I did, and for a time I thought he was the same towards me. We would spend time together always just the two of us, whether it be talking or running through the forest. He was the most important person in my life especially when my ... father began to act the way he did. Eventually it grew worse, and eventually the town which I was born and raised began to hate me. All I did was gather, keep quiet and that was how they returned it. With rocks and bitter hate. But, that was just the beginning a beginning of a new life and 'love' if you will, me.
What of the boy? Pfft. That little fucker means nothing to me now. It was him he did this to me. Him who deceived me, and turned the town against me. Him who made me who I am. Perhaps I should thank him in a small way, but my thanks will be rewarded as my blade pierces his heart and the sweet scent of his pathetic blood fill the air, the delicious taste of knowing that the little fuck head is dead. The satisfaction that revenge has ... No, vengeance, has been fulfilled. But alas, it has yet to come and when it does I can tell you, that I will love it.
You may think it ironic, perhaps contradictory that I said I 'loved' something. If you believe that then you're as simple minded as every other god damn person on this planet. I do not 'love' an object or certain thing such as vengeance, I take great satisfactory in them - vengeance and killing - objects, well ... They are objects. People, well they are also objects waiting to be put out of their misery. I've been waiting for you to, come here and kill me, and set me free. It's true, I was 'killed' but the past has a nasty way of coming back and tearing out your jugular.
All my atrocities Come by way of reciprocity I'm chewing the bones of my own reprieve
No! Love lost on me More! Life so costly
So what do you say? What is your opinion, not that I could care what you of all people would think. You mean nothing to me as I'm sure I mean nothing to you. If you believe otherwise then you are the fool. Make no mistake, my mind stays as it is. My opinion will not change, it will not falter for it is truth. The lie that has plagued mankind, the false hope and continues to do so will die away with those foolish enough to believe it. Love, will fall and with it the hopes - if any - of mankind. I do not forget. I do not forgive. I finish what was started. You are the next target. You are my next. Kill.
I'm waiting, but are you ready?
Beauty of annihilation. Your curiosity Feeding off my animosity
And reason Is treason
Down! All that's good and clean, You can't fucking annihilate me!
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Feb 17 2012, 06:39 PM
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Account Name: 御 talon Character who will be Used: Toshiro Togashi Submission:
Submission “Hmm… valentine’s day… is it that day once more?”
The more I think about it, the more I realized I don’t know anything about that day. I never found anyone whom I could celebrate it with before… well I never have the time to find someone though. Day in and day out I am with my old folks place, helping them with their work. We lived outside of town so there are no neighbourhood girls to talk to or to ask out. Most of the people there are either old women or men who wish to do business with my old folks.
I continued to stare at the ceiling of my room as I contemplate what I would do on this ‘special day’, according to other people. Still I can’t just stay inside this room all day, I would die from boredom. I looked at the table beside my bed and see that I only have my last pack of cigarette, so staying there the whole day would be out of the question. Well I could just go out and buy some packs of cigarette… but… once I am out it’s too troublesome to go back and bum out.
“Fine, maybe I’ll check the guild up. Maybe there is some mission or maybe something I could do while I’m there. I could also go to that place I heard of somewhere in the West Fiore…”
I stood up from my bed as I decided to leave the lonely apartment I am staying. I dressed up and prepared my stuff as I head towards the guild. Today is going to be a dull day for me… especially with the street is full of happiness and love. Everywhere I looked there are couples walking about being all lovey dovey. Since there is nothing I could do I can just smoke something. Smoking should be enough to make me happy right? Smoking always helps me before especially when I am trouble so it should be enough now.
I continued my way to the guild until remembered that I am almost out of cigarette. I looked back where I have been and figured that the stall where I usually buy is already way back. “Maybe I could back track and buy there, after all I have nothing else to do.” I thought. As I am about to turn around and head back, I noticed something new not far from where I stand. “Is that a new stall? Never seen it before, it might have started business today.” I thought as I decided to try out this new stall.
As I approached the said stall, I noticed that the one behind the stall is a young girl. So, the one manning the stall is a young girl… well not that young… maybe around the same age as me. I don’t try to think about anything regarding the young girl as I just focused on what I intend to buy, packs of cigarette. There are some good brands of cigarette in the stall where the young girl is as I simply browse. While I look at the different brand, I didn’t notice the girl staring at me.
I took a glance at her since I felt being watched and to my surprise it is her. She seemed to be staring at me like she knows me from somewhere. I stared back at her with a look ‘is there something wrong’. I could see in her eyes that she is in some sort of trance, like she is figuring out who I am. ‘Do I know here?’ this is the first thing that I thought as I stared back at her. I don’t really remember everyone I came across too before since there has been a lot.
“Excuse me?” I said out loud, breaking the trance she has as she looked at me.
“I am sorry but… you looked familiar…” I heard the girl said as she blushed from her reaction staring at a random stranger.
“Well I have been around a lot of place and I might be a famous person here in Magnolia.” I replied hoping that it would be a suiting answer for her. Still upon hearing what I said, she was surprise as she looked back at me.
“Do you by chance… been in a small village in north Fiore… selling trinkets???” the girl asked as she soon decided to retract her statement. “Sorry… sorry… forget what I said…”
“Well I have been there before and yeah, I do sell wooden trinkets as a living before. Did you buy something from me then?” I asked surprised that someone recognized me during my days wandering around places.
“I see… it’s you… I finally found you again…” the girl said as I could see her blushing and smiling. “You might not remember me but… you saved my life. While I am wondering the woods, I was attacked by some wolves. I was trapped and losing hope… that is when you appeared. You called out the wolves and attracted them but I simply ran away since I was scared… I am so ashamed that I just ran away then I learned that you beat them and is in town. I search for you to thank you but you were gone before I know it.”
I listened at the girl’s story and slightly remembered some details but not everything. I have been fighting beasts since before and I couldn’t remember every encounter with them. The girl seemed happy as she tells the story. “I see… well glad you remembered me.” This is the only thing I could say since I can’t clearly remember the entire incident.
“Of course I remembered you… I fell in love with you when you saved me…” the girl said as she suddenly went ahead and kissed me on my lips. I was surprised that I didn’t know what to do. The kiss lasted for a few seconds as she soon lets go and blushed.
“I am sorry that I did that… I know you don’t know me and what I did might be wrong… you must already have someone you like or even a girlfriend… please forgive me for what I did.” The young girl said in a state of panic as she bowed down for apologies.
“No… it’s alright. You don’t have to worry… besides I don’t have anyone.” This is the only thing I could say right now, somehow I don’t know what to say or react in this situation. My response seems to calm the young girl down as she could once again look at me. I soon took a deep breath as I try to regain my composure once again. I should take things into consideration and give the proper response to her.
“Well… it is true that I don’t know you and it goes the same that you do not know me well. It is impossible for me to love someone I don’t know and you should know that too. You might not even like me once you know me.” I said to the young girl as she soon understands what I just said. You cannot simply fall in love without knowing the other person well. It could leave to some problems later.
“Still it doesn’t mean that I am not willing to let you know me. I am Toshiro Togashi.” I said as I put my hand in front of her for a hand shake. A person shouldn’t fall in love with anyone without knowing them first… so… this is why I am trying to let this girl know me first so she could decide if she will continue to love me or not…
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Feb 17 2012, 09:48 PM
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Stay the course.
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Account Name: 竜 Mazohyst Character who will be Used: Aiden D. Vakarian Submission:
Submission "Love - a word so horribly misunderstood and likely misused. At times, I was a pretty cold, apathetic person and I struggled to find meaning in the word 'love.' For the longest time, I thought of love in a rather synical, sarcastic light. I could best summarize this in the phrase, 'Avoid, if at all possible.' I don't know if that was out of a fear of getting hurt, or maybe I was just uninterested in getting into a serious relationship.
However, people change.
I've changed.
Before we got together, I had this constant, slight uneasiness around you. At the same time, I really enjoyed your company. Just being around you made me happy. It made me smile, hearing your laugh, and your voice as you trolled the everliving shit out of me, how could I not help but 'd'awww' at those things at the time."
No, scratch that, I thought as I scribbled away at the handwritten note. It's almost Valentine's Day, and I still don't really know what to say to her on this card. It's been a few months ever since we got together. It's funny how we actually did end up getting together. It only took a round of interdimensional travel, getting almost beaten and killed in a certain children's card game, and being almost swallowed up by a dimension which might as well be hell to get us together. Though, I don't mean to say that it was because of those things. To be honest, I've liked the hell out of her for considerable amount of time. I guess it was just workplace issues preventing me, or maybe I didn't want to get into a relationship after the last girl I was going for... kind of disappeared off the face of this planet. Maybe it's just me, but that kind of gets to a guy.
Anyway, I've been having a hard time getting my feelings out on paper. I've never been good with this sort of stuff. If I was my usual self, I would just take a nap and sleep on it. Though, I'd probably forget everything I thought of. So, with this in mind I figured it might be a good idea to view my inspiration for it all.
When I arrived at her place, one of her friends was there to greet me. I didn't think too badly of her friends, but sometimes they're a little nosy. As he neared the entrance, Makie (a friend of Alexis) had just finished walking outside the door. "Oh, hey Aiden! I think Alexis has a fever, so take care of her. K? K." She said, before giving a cheesey wink and walking off. Yep, her friends could be a little nosy at times, but it was kind of funny too at the same time.
As Aiden knocked a little on the door to alert his presence then walked through, he glanced around the dorm. It featured its own little kitchen and a few small rooms. It was a bit like Aiden's own place, though a bit smaller. Aiden slowly turned the door knob and pushed the door open. There, he found Alexis sitting on her bed reading a magazine about desserts. Go figure, Aiden thought to himself as he approached. Placing a hand on her forehead alerted him that she really did have a fever. Though, she suddenly retracted and kind of batted his hand away.
"Don't do that."
"What's wrong? I'm just a little worried about you."
"The last thing we need is both of us getting sick. Go to work, I'll be fine if I sleep it off."
"I'm gonna go shopping on my way back from patrol duty. Is there anything you want?"
"...shortcake," she mumbled.
"What was that?" Aiden asked, though he was quickly excused as she said, "Forget it." Times like these made Aiden question if he had done something wrong, or get her angry somehow. Though, that smiling face she had when I had just came into her room earlier... I think she's just being tsundere, and it's kind of cute and endearing.
I spent the majority of my patrol with a slight daze. I was on patrol with one of Alexis' friends, Kara. She kind of noticed I was a little off today. It kind of surprised her when I randomly asked a question.
"Hey, Kara. What do you like to eat when you have a fever?"
"Huh?"
"Oh yeah, she's not at work today cause she's sick. I like chicken noodle soup or other warm, healty things like that. My sisters never really got sick, so I haven't had to treat them, but... I think it's best to make what they want."
"...Hey, uh... How do you make shortcake? She mentioned that to me earlier, but I think she was just teasing me. Doesn't help she was reading a dessert magazine either."
"If it's cake or stuff like that it's probably easier to buy one. But... I think if you make her one, she'd be happy. I'll write you a recipe after patrol."
"Thanks a lot, Kara."
"K... So, I mix these eggs with sugar until it's all frothy, then cut these strawberries... This is kind of tough."
"Aiden. Aiden!"
Hearing her call out my name like that startled me, causing me to almost choke on a gasp of air. "O-oh, Alexis. What've you been doing here?"
"I live here, dummy."
"Shouldn't you be sleeping, Alexis?"
"I was curious and wanted to see what you were doing in here. Strawberries... Wow, you actually took what I said seriously?"
"G-got a problem like that? I just felt like eating cake. So, that's why I'm making it." Wow, since when did I become such a tsundere.
"Fine. Save me a piece when you're done then. I'm looking forward to it." I could swear I heard her giggling when she went back into her room.
"Aw shit, son! It's done. Man, this is a pretty beast cake. I didn't know I had it in me," Aiden muttered to himself, letting out a short sigh of relief. After finishing the final details like putting the frosting and some strawberries on top, I made my way towards her bedroom door. I knocked, but there was no answer so I slowly pushed the door open. Inside, I found her sleeping. I have to admit, she looks so cute when she's sleeping. Usually, it's the other way around with her waking me up. I mean, it's understandable considering how much I sleep. I couldn't help but give her a little kiss. Though, I was a bit surprised when she woke up. "Uh... The cake's done, so let's go eat. I made some tea too."
"It feels like my birthday. All I did was catch a cold," she said to me with a smile.
Poking at the strawberry topping his slice, Aiden picked it up with his fork. "Hey, this strawberry reminds me of your eyes." I said to her, kind of trying to be cool and witty. Though, I didn't at all expect the bluntness of her response.
"Ew, that's gross."
"I meant it as a compliment. I mean, it's a nice vivid shade of red, beautiful."
"Then... I guess you remind me of this mint," she said, referring to a mint leaf in her tea.
"That's a little plain, Alexis." Aiden said, joking to her.
"I mean, you're pretty cool like mint. Sometimes."
"Aiden, do you know what mint symbolizes? 'Precious moments...'"
Without realizing it, our lips drew together. After, she pulled back and softly whispered to me. "I'd hardly call that plain."
"What happened to me not getting sick?" Aiden softly joked before pulling back. "Hey, do you know what strawberries symbolize? Look it up, you're a smart girl after all." Aiden finished, winking cheesily.
A few days had passed, and on Valentine's Day I did actually end up getting sick. It's weird how things work like that. When she was taking care of me while I had a fever, I noticed her eyes suddenly light up as she glanced at a book I had sitting on my shelf. "Here it is..." She said to herself, mumbling as she flipped through the book. Strawberries - 'innocence', 'feelings of love for another', 'You make me happy.'
It was at that point, I felt the spine of a book hitting me in the face. "Aiden, you dummy." I'll never forget that teary-eyed look she had.
"Like strawberries and mint, you're like a breath of fresh air to me."
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