Hello!
here's the latest installment. I forgot which groups
I sent this to, so, I'll just recommend for you to
please go to fanfiction.net and look under 'Kibou' for
the first chapter and prologue.
Enjoy!
I'm learning a lot from Clover...
love, yui
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Disclaimer: Clover is one masterpiece of Clamp's that
should be experienced at least once.
I want to share this experience with my mediocre
hands, but with all of my heart.
Kibou. (Wish.)
by Miyamoto Yui
Chapter 2 - Shattered.
"Oruha. Oruha." I called as I took a hold of her
shoulders. As the water splashed onto my
clothing I didn't care.
What had upset my Oruha so much so?
I kept my hand over one of her shoulders while turning
off the shower. My hair dripped onto
her long tangled clump of curly hair below me.
Looking through the disturbed mass, I
couldn't see her face.
But I could hear her as clear as a bell. The tile
bathroom gave her away. The sniffing
echoed loudly in my ears though it might as well have
been inaudible to say the least.
"Oruha?" I said again.
It was then that she stopped to look at me. It was a
face I had never wanted to see.
It was a face I promised I wouldn't give her.
My heart skipped a beat.
The tears continued to stream down the sides of her
face and I couldn't help but think even
that was beautiful. Yes, everything about you is
beautiful.
Even in your sadness.
But ever since I met you, don't you know that that
sadness became mine too?
"Don't look at me, Kazuhiko!" In a fluster she just
sat there in the shower cowering. I
couldn't tell if she was cold or was this thing inside
of her heart so terrible that she
couldn't tell even me? Me of all people?
"Why?" was all I could come up with. Short and
simple.
"I'm ashamed."
"With me? Am I hearing this right?"
Her voice then became like a lost child whispering to
themself, "There's something I have to
tell you."
A feeling that equalled that of a cold piece of ice
struck at my heart and travelled down my
spine at the same time.
"I-" she started.
"Get up," I interrupted.
"Huh?"
I took her chin up to look at me. Then, I gently
tugged her face as her whole body got up
and stood in front of me. As I pushed her to stand
against the wall, she looked at me in
confusion.
"What are you doing, Kazuhiko?"
I looked her straight and honestly into her eyes.
"You talk like you're never going to see
me again."
I wasn't one of those guys insecure to think that 'if
you left me' sort. Okay, maybe I was,
but even more so, her "I have to tell you something"
felt like she was going to die or
something close to it. And it always scared me.
Now, I can say 'if you left me, I wouldn't know what
to do.'
She kept quiet as she looked at me.
I shook my head as I held her shoulders. Then, I
kissed her forehead, her nose, her eyes,
her neck, her shoulders, her heart, her stomach, each
of her thights, her caves, her arms...
I then opened my eyes and stood before her. "Never
_ever_ tell me that you are ashamed.
Every part of this body is mine. And I've never been
ashamed of it."
Leaning closer, I said, "I've never been ashamed of
you. You shouldn't be."
"Kazuhiko..." her marble eyes stared incredulously at
me. Then, she wrapped her arms around
me.
And I let her cry.
Wrapping a towel around her back, she continued to
embrace me as her tears rained upon my
uniform.
You don't know how much your tears are braking my
strong facade...
Like a little kid, she whispered while sobbing, "I
want to be a bird. I want to be a bird,
Kazuhiko."
Then, she said something that tore me apart
completely, "Tell me that I can fly, Kazuhiko."
I wish I could give you anything you desired, Oruha.
I try...but I know there will be a time when I just
can't.
She shook me a little. "I want to fly, Kazuhiko!"
I wrapped my arms tightly around her and whispered to
her ear, "I can't lie to you, Oruha."
It was then that she suddenly stopped crying. "I
know. That's why I love you."
We stood there for a while and then she left to
change.
I went to stand by the window as I waited for her.
How many times have I stood here and wondered what
would she have said?
How many times have I stopped you from saying what you
needed to?
Was I afraid of the answer I'd get?
Yes, Oruha. I was.
I am.
These were the times that a chill would blow through
my body and I felt like someone was
making fun of me.
I wasn't so easily fooled though. I knew Oruha like
my own heartbeat. There was something
she tried to hold back.
Her smiles were full of two meanings: happy and sad at
the same time.
Does that make any sense? No.
You are holding back something and I am afraid of that
is. I am afraid that if you tell me,
I'd lose you completely.
If I ever lost you...
I wouldn't know what to do, Oruha.
I don't think-
No, I will not be able to stand life with you.
It's like a drink you've tasted and it's your
favorite. You can never live without it. You
need it to live or else you'll die.
That's what you are to me. And I'm trying to protect
you and all your hopes, all your
dreams, all your feelings kept inside.
At that moment, I looked at the moon outside and saw a
shooting star. Despite the
abnormalities of this world and of this age, there was
still great beauty to be found within
it.
"Oruha..." I mumbled to myself.
I wish that I could be with you forever.
Wherever you go, I want to be there.
At that moment, as if it were an omen...
the scratch on my face began to drip with blood.
The window I had looked out of for hope
shattered before me.
To be continued...
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Author's note: I didn't know what to do for Kazuhiko,
but I thought this was sufficient.
I like the ending...
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remember that for every pain in life, there is a happiness. Even a sprout
should grow from such a dejected place, whether it is in your heart or
somewhere out in this forsaken world. No matter how twisted it may
be.^_____________^V Final Fantasy gamer since number 1!!!
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