Valentines
Feb. 15th, 2007 03:17 pmSometimes I hate school. There is a midterm tomorrow for COMM 114. I figured out a long time ago that my mind works a bit different from other people. But that doesn't mean I don't understand them. I have an instinctive grasp of public speaking and argument, the practical is no problem. The theory is something else. Why of why did someone have to study all this and put big names attached to it. It should not be a class!!!
Anyway, here is something I wrote for the day of love.
Kaito stood on the branch of an ancient tree, perfectly balanced. Shadows wrapped around his form like loyal pets, making him invisible to even the keenest of eyes. His purplish orbs watched the young woman as she passed below him, oblivious to his presence.
She was the most amazing person in the world, at least in his eyes. She was beautiful, and intelligent. She preferred to be kind, but she burned with an inner fire. Anyone who got on her bad side easily acknowledged that. She made his blood sing. He loved her.
Yes, the Kaitou Kid was in love. He still wasn’t quite sure how it happened. The slender figure took half a step forward, intending to reveal his presence. He could ask her to dinner, maybe give her the necklace he had bought months ago.
He didn’t make it. Kaito froze, visions danced through his mind. A gem, shining red under the moonlight, Snake leering at him, gunfire echoed in his ears and a phantom pain raced across his arm. The thief glanced down at a thin white line where the assassin had once grazed him.
No. He pulled the shadows more tightly around him. It was too dangerous. Kaito was well aware how his father had died. He knew the same thing could happen to him. He had no intention of leaving someone behind, if worst came to worst. No child of his would grow up without a father.
The thief sighed sadly. “Someday,” he swore softly. “When the Pandora gem is gone, and they are brought to justice, then I will pursue my own dreams.”
So once again, the lady walked away; and once again, he let her.
Anyway, here is something I wrote for the day of love.
Risk
Kaito stood on the branch of an ancient tree, perfectly balanced. Shadows wrapped around his form like loyal pets, making him invisible to even the keenest of eyes. His purplish orbs watched the young woman as she passed below him, oblivious to his presence.
She was the most amazing person in the world, at least in his eyes. She was beautiful, and intelligent. She preferred to be kind, but she burned with an inner fire. Anyone who got on her bad side easily acknowledged that. She made his blood sing. He loved her.
Yes, the Kaitou Kid was in love. He still wasn’t quite sure how it happened. The slender figure took half a step forward, intending to reveal his presence. He could ask her to dinner, maybe give her the necklace he had bought months ago.
He didn’t make it. Kaito froze, visions danced through his mind. A gem, shining red under the moonlight, Snake leering at him, gunfire echoed in his ears and a phantom pain raced across his arm. The thief glanced down at a thin white line where the assassin had once grazed him.
No. He pulled the shadows more tightly around him. It was too dangerous. Kaito was well aware how his father had died. He knew the same thing could happen to him. He had no intention of leaving someone behind, if worst came to worst. No child of his would grow up without a father.
The thief sighed sadly. “Someday,” he swore softly. “When the Pandora gem is gone, and they are brought to justice, then I will pursue my own dreams.”
So once again, the lady walked away; and once again, he let her.
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The woman can be whomever you want from the series
Or someone new, personally I’m not a big Kaito/Aoko fan
Wow that’s darker than I usually write, I must be depressed about my own love life
Usually I don’t care but Valentines Day is just around the corner
I’ll have to write something funny soon
The woman can be whomever you want from the series
Or someone new, personally I’m not a big Kaito/Aoko fan
Wow that’s darker than I usually write, I must be depressed about my own love life
Usually I don’t care but Valentines Day is just around the corner
I’ll have to write something funny soon