Primerafic, Primerafic...why? 'Cause I feel bad for the little fairy. No matter how bad she got, she was less annoying than Alcyone. ^_- Also, I like her first image song, 'Ijiwaru.' I couldn't stand her duet with Mokona, 'Romansu no Mori', but Ijiwaru is actually pretty. And her voice isn't so high that only dogs can hear it. To be honest, though, my favorite character *is* Hikaru. Everything bad that's said about her in this fic is Primera's opinion.

Anyway. This was actually written during Latin class, where we've been translating half-a-dozen 'Catullus loves dear, sweet, Lesbia' poems. Er. If you want, you can read this as a rebellion against that. Or you can't. I apologize for the stupid title.

CLAMP owns the characters. I get fifteen dollars a week for lunch money. I'm always broke by Saturday, so if you want to sue me, do it during the beginning of the week, please.

I really don't hate lovers. Well, most lovers. Some lovers are cute. Some can get embarrassing. ^^;; Now, on with the fic!

Ramblings of a Deranged Fairy --OR-- The Thing About Lovers is...
by Rb

I can't stand lovers.

They're so -- ugh! -- gushy-mushy, always staring at each other -- It's so disgusting! C'mon, people! There's a whole big world out there, full of wonderful things, fun things, bright colora and sparkles and other pretty things. You can't tell me the most beautiful thing in the world is your lover's nose!

(Especially her nose, which is so ugly and pointed. And her eyes aren't any better, they're really ugly and such a weird clolor. My eyes are much prettier, they sparkle like gems, like diamonds placed in the sky.)

And it's impossible to drag lovers away from each other. When lovers are together, nothing else in the world matters. That's impossible! The world is a huge and vibrant place! Flowers are blooming! Birds are chirping! Life is going on, people -- wake up! Watch the world around you, it has to be more interesting than *that person*!

(And how he stares at her, all the time, I can't stand that! She's not even nice to look at! She's so boyish and ugly, and with such bad hair -- I'm the very epitome of feminine beauty!)

When lovers are together, they think the entire world is focused around them and those like them. They can only talk about their lover! People who are single don't even count! That's not true! That's not true at all! People are successful without love! People are complete without love! People can still live without a lover -- and I intend to prove it!

(I did so much for you, why won't you return to me? I, who cared for you so bravely, whom you saved and protected, the one who loved you more than anything in the world -- why do you scorn me and love this silly, stupid, little brat! She's nothing like me, she can never compare!)

But the worst thing about lovers...is that they're so wrapped up in each other, that they don't see anyone else, that they can't see the pain on the faces watching them.

(Please, please, why can't you look at me and say you love me?)