Disclaimer: Not mine.
Warnings: Angst.
Author Notes: Tell me what you think so I can make it better.
Porcelain Promise Presents:
Partner
Everything is so strange here.
When I was first brought into this body, I couldn't stand this world. I thought it was so incredibly ugly, and I tried to look away, find something beautiful, but when I looked down at myself I saw that I was ugly, too. I wanted to scream, but could only manage weak attempts at whimpering instead. Perhaps this was a good thing; perhaps I would have found my voice ugly, also. Everything was ugly until she showed me otherwise.
Miss Tiara. Why do you treat me the way you do?
She was so kind to me when she let me see this real world. She makes it seem so lovely, and I know nothing would be the same in this place without her. She has saved me from such a pitiful life....
It sounds strange to me now, but I hated her at first, for giving me this body. This ugly body. I hate it. I wanted to hate her, too. I tried to attack her when we first met, but she proved stronger -- tried to make me a good partner. She still is.
Miss Tiara, I'm sorry. I feel strongly that I am failing.
Today I made the worst mistake of all. We were alone. I was afraid that she was angry with me, and I wanted to make things right. She told me that I was not allowed to come any closer to her....
Nothing has ever hurt me more.
I tried, stupidly, to go against her wishes and stand near her. It hurt so badly. The pain...it's almost funny. I might find it funny if I could laugh, or if I had a sense of humor. I'm a poor deformed fool, though, and I know she thinks the same. Her eyes are so harsh when she looks at me. Such a stupid creature, she must think.
I can't believe I tried to touch her.
I've touched her before, though. She's very soft. I wish I could touch her again, but she won't let me. I'm very sorry that I tried to without her permission....
Tomorrow is the Festival of Wind. I hope she is no longer angry with me. I also pray that I will be able to protect her from that man, Kagetsu. She looks different when he is around, like she is in pain. I do not like it. I don't want that man to hurt Miss Tiara. Maybe tomorrow I will finally be able to protect her.
I really hope that tomorrow, I can be the partner she wants me to be.
...Miss Tiara, I am so sorry to have failed you....
Warnings: Angst.
Author Notes: Tell me what you think so I can make it better.
Porcelain Promise Presents:
Partner
Everything is so strange here.
When I was first brought into this body, I couldn't stand this world. I thought it was so incredibly ugly, and I tried to look away, find something beautiful, but when I looked down at myself I saw that I was ugly, too. I wanted to scream, but could only manage weak attempts at whimpering instead. Perhaps this was a good thing; perhaps I would have found my voice ugly, also. Everything was ugly until she showed me otherwise.
Miss Tiara. Why do you treat me the way you do?
She was so kind to me when she let me see this real world. She makes it seem so lovely, and I know nothing would be the same in this place without her. She has saved me from such a pitiful life....
It sounds strange to me now, but I hated her at first, for giving me this body. This ugly body. I hate it. I wanted to hate her, too. I tried to attack her when we first met, but she proved stronger -- tried to make me a good partner. She still is.
Miss Tiara, I'm sorry. I feel strongly that I am failing.
Today I made the worst mistake of all. We were alone. I was afraid that she was angry with me, and I wanted to make things right. She told me that I was not allowed to come any closer to her....
Nothing has ever hurt me more.
I tried, stupidly, to go against her wishes and stand near her. It hurt so badly. The pain...it's almost funny. I might find it funny if I could laugh, or if I had a sense of humor. I'm a poor deformed fool, though, and I know she thinks the same. Her eyes are so harsh when she looks at me. Such a stupid creature, she must think.
I can't believe I tried to touch her.
I've touched her before, though. She's very soft. I wish I could touch her again, but she won't let me. I'm very sorry that I tried to without her permission....
Tomorrow is the Festival of Wind. I hope she is no longer angry with me. I also pray that I will be able to protect her from that man, Kagetsu. She looks different when he is around, like she is in pain. I do not like it. I don't want that man to hurt Miss Tiara. Maybe tomorrow I will finally be able to protect her.
I really hope that tomorrow, I can be the partner she wants me to be.
...Miss Tiara, I am so sorry to have failed you....